Chapter 517: Then Let’s Get to It
Tala and Rane weren’t in a hurry with their brunch, and as such, most of those that Alat had reached out to had gotten back to them by the time they were finished.
The responses to Tala and Alat’s inquiry were…incredulous. Though they did come in quickly, taking less than an hour for most to be entered into the Archive.
Even Mistress Ingrit—with Tala’s memories in hand—seemed to have a hard time believing that Terry had somehow gotten the baba yaga’s teeth, let alone a leg from her infamous house.
Alat told Tala in confidence that Terry had grudgingly admitted to her that the baba yaga had likely allowed him to claim such prizes just to get rid of him.
He’d made that much of a nuisance of himself, which was honestly an achievement in its own right.
The terror bird seemed to take a bit of pride in that very fact, even if he didn’t trill it to the stars.
Regardless of their credulity, several of the Paragons and Reforged that they’d inquired with had vouchsafed the iron, saying it shouldn’t have any lingering hostile affects.
To most, it would just be iron.
They did counsel against binding it directly—as they instantly assumed she was considering—due to its ties to Reality. They advised folding it into something already bound and stably intermeshed with her soul. That should be safe, though they didn’t have any guess as to exactly what doing such would accomplish.