Unforeseen Troubles

A couple minutes after Schall stops struggling and had finally died, Iorveth picks up Saskia in a princess carry and walks over under the watch of everyone else.

Everyone was gathered around the Golden Dragons body as Priscilla happily talked with the Everlasting Dragon, those not familiar with the foreign dragon were wary of it, though since it'd come to their aid they had no reason to be.

Vesemir, Lambert, Eskel, and Arie were all examining Schalls body with interest, never having seen a dead Gold One before. Geralt, however, was surprised to see Saskia in Iorveth's arms, having thought she'd remain hidden from the world until they'd forgotten about her entirely.

Geralt "So you've finally returned?" he asks, walking towards them.

Saskia rubs her head, still weak from Schall's blows, "No. Not intentionally." she mutters.

Iorveth "Should I take you to the church to get healing?" he asks, worried about her injuries."

Saskia shakes her head, "I-I think I'm fine."

Geralt "Fine or not, you need rest. Take her to the vacant residences, we'll have a meeting about your presence here as well as the Gold Ones, maybe get some answer too." he says, nodding to Iorveth who begins walking towards Ichor.

Vesemir looks at up the Everlasting Dragon, him having just finished talking with Priscilla, "Quite a fierce showing. I can't help but feel you found it distateful though." he remarks.

Eeuwigdurend nods, "I've grown... bored of conflict, I only wish to keep my kin safe."

Vesemir chuckles, "I can understand you perfectly, perhaps I'll come have visit you atop your mountain for a talk between two old souls."

The Everlasting Dragon makes no indication at whether he agrees or disagree's with the old Witcher, instead electing to leap into the air and fly back up to the mountain.

Lambert "Don't worry Vesemir, there are plenty more fish in the sea." he such with a grin, only to be waved off by the old man as they walk away.

Thirty minutes later Reima had stored Schall's corpse into his Folded Space, along with blinking back up the Mountain with Priscilla and Snuffles who'd hitched a ride.

There were many things to do, but delaying the bonfire ritual was not one of them, particularly since everyone had already been gathered for the event.

Quelina was less nervous than before, having just begun to ritual earlier despite being interrupted.

Reima "Alright, everything's fine now... Let's start again shall we?" he says, Quelina nodding with a determined face.

Everyone watches with rapt attention as the Igni Place of Power bursts into dark red flames for the second time today, and again, the temperature raises as the flames begin to swirl around in a mini-tornado.

The stone place of power began to blacken as the flames scorched it, though it didn't look as if it was going to melt. instead the ground around it began to glow and turn to lava, a few people having to quickly back away to not get caught in it. Thankfully due to Quelina's "Affinity" to Chaos she wasn't bothered at sinking into an increasingly large puddle of lava.

It continued to grow, and grow, until it resembled a small pond surrounding the Igni stone. The dark red flames whirling around said stone also began increasing in height, growing much, much taller than Anastacia's bonfire ever did.

Eventually the ritual came to completion, a small explosion of pure magical energy signalling the creation of the bonfire. Everyone nearby, even those not knowledgable in the magical arts could feel the magic, it was thick and caressed your skin as you moved... The phenomenon continued spreading outwards, washing over Kaer Morhen and the city of Ichor, unfortunately causing all of Rickerts magical lights to explode in the process. However the wave of powerful ambient magic continued to even the outskirts of the further farm.

Quelina gave a heavy sigh and stood up, scuttling out of the pool of lava and looking at everyone, "How'd I do?" she asks, finally breaking the tension.

Solaire "What a Jolly occasion this is!" he laughs and congratulates the girl.

Quelaag and Quelana both hug Quelina, telling her how proud they were of her to knock any sense of anxiety from her mind.

Reima himself was really impressed, the ambient magic surrounding the valley was incredibly potent, making even the most novice mage powerful if they tapped into it. If he wasn't sure before, he was now, that this place was the single most magically potent place in this world and possibly many others.

All around the city, Monsters were finding themselves having to restrict their magical abilities due to the large influx of magic, along with Yennefer and Keira almost having a seizure at the potent magic now surrounding them at all times... Truly, it was a Sorceresses dream to find a place like this.

Unbeknownst to the inhabitants of Ichor, their creation of a new bonfire drew the eyes of many being, most furious at having their magical sources stolen from them. With the ambient magic of the area being so high, it was obvious to all who was responsible for sucking some of the other magical area's dry of magic.

Indeed, almost every magic user and magical creature could sense the creation of, what could only be a "Sacred" place. A place that required the world itself to redistribute the magic that exuded from it. Had Reima been more mindful, or more aware, he'd have noticed that their action of creating two bonfires had sucked most of the north dry of magic. The situation could have been significantly worse had the North not already persecuted the mages inhabiting it, though the few that were there were incredibly curious at this new "Wondrous" place that'd never before been recorded in history.