andres ♔ you're gonna catch a cold | from the ice inside your soul

[unhappily]

♬ jar of hearts - christina perri

WHO || Emma, Snow, Regina, Wynn. [closed]
WHAT || Wynn asks some of his Knights to investigate a strange matter on Andres Isle.
WHERE || Andres
WHEN || At the same time as this log ; mid-October
HOW || Actionspam

[ A few weeks into October, Wynn sends a message back to the castle asking Snow and Regina to make their way to the Isle, saying he has a small matter that bears investigation.  When they arrive at the castle, they're ushered by Woodhouse to a small parlor where he's waiting...  And moments later, their other mission partner arrives. :D ]

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regina & snow

[unhappily]

[ off they go back towards the woods~ ] So, what do you make of all this?

[unlost]

[Snow frowns, shaking her head.]

I'm not sure. I don't want to believe that it could be Mr. Gold that's responsible, given he's been a knight for some time now.

[There's an unsaid but, though, because she knows how she feels about him, from her time back home, and it's not...great.]

[unhappily]

But the magic in question: he's capable of all of it?

[unlost]

I'm honestly not sure. Emma seemed to believe that he was, and she's spent far more time with him than I have.

[On this side of the Veil, anyway, but she doesn't know that.]

[unhappily]

He hardly looked all that menacing, from what I saw of him.

[unlost]

Appearance isn't everything. [She shakes her head.] But I can't imagine him being capable of this much destruction, not after so much time as a member of the Knights. This seems too...chaotic.

[unhappily]

Almost as though there's no point to any of it, other than to sow disaster.

[unlost]

Right, exactly. [Snow and Regina seeing eye to eye. Who would have thought.] He's smarter than that. It's very possible he's capable of this kind of destruction, but I don't think he'd ever use it so...blatantly.

[unhappily]

So the question is, who would be, and to what end. [ she stops at the scene, surveying it with a frown, before raising one hand, starting to slowly cast a spell to detect magical auras ]

[unlost]

Mm.

[There's a quiet nod of her head before she keeps silent, watching as Regina does her work, waiting patiently until her squire can tell her what she's learned.]

[unhappily]

[ what she learns causes a deep frown to carve its way across her features. ] Necromancy. Dark magic. Although that much seems obvious.

[unlost]

[Necromancy? That's...even worse than just 'dark magic' in her mind.]

Is there any kind of trail to follow? Would you be able to recognize who cast it if you were near them?

[How does magic work, Snow has no idea.]

[unhappily]

It doesn't work that way. I'd have to see them cast something similar.

[unlost]

Were there any spells cast other than the one on the little girl? Or does it not work like that, too?

[unhappily]

That's the only one that's left an aura here.

[unlost]

Then we'll try it the old-fashioned way. Maybe Emma missed something.

[So she'll try to track the physical evidence. She can follow Emma's trail, too, since she'd been on the suspect's as well. (Survival/Track 18).]

[unhappily]

[ over the river and through the woods to a ... really creepy fucking shack they go?? that seems to be where the trail leads, but it looks like emma already went inside it and came back out again. ] This must be where she lost them.

[unlost]

[Wow, creepy doesn't even begin to cover it.]

We should probably go inside and see what we can find...

[Maybe there's some clues Emma missed?]

[unhappily]

And catch something while we're at it.

[unlost]

For all we know there's victims inside as well.

[She tries to move quietly through the brush as they approach the house, moving toward a window so she can maybe peek in. (move silently 25, spot nat 20)]

[unhappily]

[ The contents of the shack are incredibly sparse, and what is there happens to be noticeably singed, perhaps even relatively recently. there's no movement whatsoever inside, however. ] Well?

[unlost]

It looks like...there might have been a fire recently. I don't see anyone inside, though.

[She motions for Regina to follow her and she heads toward the front door, quietly opening it while staying alert. (listen 28, spot 26)]

[unhappily]

Whoever was here certainly isn't anymore. [ regina follows her inside, not bothering to be quiet about it. and indeed, snow doesn't hear anyone moving around inside either.

closer inspection reveals that the singed areas are the victim of strangely shaped scorched mark, and regina follows her gaze to them. ] That has to be magic.

[unlost]

[Snow just takes her word for it.]

Do you think they were...practicing?

[Or was this malicious?]

[unhappily]

It would seem rather foolish for them to do so inside.