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"I understand what you mean, but what you are suggesting would take..." As he spoke in he stopped in the middle of his sentence and glanced down into his hands. He had realized something, seeing now the faint glow through his palms. He holds his arm up, pulling down his sleeve and glancing at his veins. He looks closely as the glow continues down, faint as it may be it is there none the less. "It is a far cry from my mother's as well as that of the Exalted, but it is there, circulating, calling to its genesis, be it the pool or the Great Mother herself... yes, this is sufficient."

What would seem cryptic to most, the prince had come to an epiphany that he was now formulating it into their advantage. He slipped out a dagger and placed his right hand upon the table. The bartender sees this, and gives some panicked protest. "We do have inks for this sort, you know." The protest falls on deaf ears as Nigel jabs his index finger with the blade's tip and writes a series of runes upon his arm in the blood.

"Sorry friend, but inks would be insufficient here, blood bonded is necessary," he says casually, finishing the final marks. He looks to the others, possibly now curious as to what his strange behavior entails. He felt embarrassed, among other things, that he made an act upon a whim again without telling about it beforehand. "I made a conduit with my blood, and the symbols are the passage key," he says pointing to the symbols on his arm, they give off a faint ghostly blue glow. "I remembered it from some of my lessons, it was used a long time ago as some form of recall for... um, prisoners and slaves."

He grabs a vial of Gabrielle's blood and holds it out in his palm. "I've reversed it, however, instead of bringing something to me, I'll bring myself to it, in this case the birthplace of Gabrielle, and where Balor and my mother became as they are." He rips off a piece of cloth, marks on it as well, and places it on a blank portion of the floor. He then points to it to emphasize its importance "This will be my anchor point, be sure not to disturb it as I shall use it to recall myself back here."

"If you are to protest this, do so now, otherwise I can take only myself and another leaving leadership to Godefray for the duration," he says, sounding confident in his words. If he had a bit of the pool he could finally understand the full picture... and see the last place his mother was as a mortal. He looked to the Cambiregeist. "Would this be sufficient haste, friend?"