[ His expression widens as Jaskier is ripped away from the window. Shit. He'd been hesitant to enter before, knowing full well he has no plan to get out. But he also knows whatever is trapping the people in there, it's also in there with them. That's simply the nature of a curse.
Shit. It's a bad fucking idea. He can't leave Jaskier in there, though. Curses only get stronger as time goes on.
He calls for his wolf. If nothing else, he'll have her by his side. Then he opens the door and slips in, the air humming with magic. The door seals behind him as expected. Inside, there's a crowd of people dancing, drinking, the smell of wine and liquor thick. He takes a drink to make sure he's at least left somewhat alone as he pushes his way through to look for Jaskier.
When he catches up to him, he reaches for his arm, tugging him free from the group engulfing him. ] Jaskier.
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Shit. It's a bad fucking idea. He can't leave Jaskier in there, though. Curses only get stronger as time goes on.
He calls for his wolf. If nothing else, he'll have her by his side. Then he opens the door and slips in, the air humming with magic. The door seals behind him as expected. Inside, there's a crowd of people dancing, drinking, the smell of wine and liquor thick. He takes a drink to make sure he's at least left somewhat alone as he pushes his way through to look for Jaskier.
When he catches up to him, he reaches for his arm, tugging him free from the group engulfing him. ] Jaskier.