It seems as though they've harnessed whatever effect powers the fountain--whether it be translation, like the Obscurists use, or some other variation--and built on it to create a perfect prison that their jailors don't even have to show their faces around to make sure their wards are clothed and fed.
Is it any wonder Peggy has a look in her eye like she wants to chuck her tea across the room?
"It would make the most sense--the trick is finding the back door." Front doors are for people who aren't used to sneaking in through the back. "How's your potholing?"
gotta say, this is the weirdest english term for splunking
It seems as though they've harnessed whatever effect powers the fountain--whether it be translation, like the Obscurists use, or some other variation--and built on it to create a perfect prison that their jailors don't even have to show their faces around to make sure their wards are clothed and fed.
Is it any wonder Peggy has a look in her eye like she wants to chuck her tea across the room?
"It would make the most sense--the trick is finding the back door." Front doors are for people who aren't used to sneaking in through the back. "How's your potholing?"