*Silence looks at the star quizically, then pulls out her slate.*
Key, or magical circle? But if nothing about it is magical right now, we go now, come back later. I'll draw a picture, Silence writes, and pulls out ink, inkpen, and paper and makes a quick sketch of the appearance and location of the star.
Key, or magical circle? But if nothing about it is magical right now, we go now, come back later. I'll draw a picture, Silence writes, and pulls out ink, inkpen, and paper and makes a quick sketch of the appearance and location of the star.