Thread:ThisIsXenon/@comment-32273133-20190603230926/@comment-32273133-20190617000258

///Percy:  I’ll never tell a soul

Percy, once satisfied with the consistency of the mixture, swirled the nib of an ink pen in it. He pulled a ratty scrap of paper from his pocket and scrawled an illegible string of letters on it. He crumpled the scrap and tossed it onto the map.

Then he set the map on fire.

Bex yelped and jumped away, ending up somewhere behind Runa. Percy just watched the map burn.