"Yes, I would appreciate you performing the tasks in Scalvoristown, as I'm not sure when I'll be able to leave Egilrun. But when I do, I'll try and keep you apprised of the situation as much as possible." Woe said to Perdita, and of Hart's notes.
Woe nodded to her questions about the Echo scroll. "The scroll will let you know one way or another when someone has written from the other scroll. And you can write more than once, but when you close the scroll, the message sends." Woe said, at least he thought that was how it worked. He'd not performed many indepth experiments on the scroll that he had with Balthazar, for instance. "The writing sends, and disappears on your end, and ends up on my scroll when you close it. It's a very handy way of communicating, but it's not the best way to record information."
Woe nodded, allowing her to take the scroll and put it away somewhere safe.
He was all too aware, and it didn't require his magical tampering or scrying someone's emotions in order to tell him that. It was plain on her face that she was very impressed with what he was giving her. He didn't want her to think too much of it, lest she dwell on unimportant things. The fact of the matter was, she was doing important work for him, and that made her indispensible to that end, for the time being. It gave her value to him, value that he would repay with this trinket, to facilitate further cooperation.
"When this war is over, I'd like to see you draw Botany, if you will, and maybe Iago and Gloom even. Portraits of all my family. Just stay safe, and try not to get yourself in trouble." Woe smiled at her, and nodded his permission that she could leave.
