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@EclecticInspiration  
“you know me, dear.”

@Cerebrate  
“Magnificent- you must be doing a good job then.”

@EclecticInspiration  
“i have, Brunswick has become a sought place for the disenfranchised.”

@Cerebrate  
“Good. This matter is not to be taken lightly. Have you followed through with that soup kitchen idea?”

@EclecticInspiration  
“a tall order with all the wyld has brought and wrought, but i will see about a few suitably skilled preachers to do their thing.”

@Cerebrate  
“I need you or a devout Rot-follower to spread the word. And I mean it. Far and wide, no stone left uncovered or ear left without hearing.”

@EclecticInspiration  
“by all means my dear, what do you need of me?”

@Cerebrate  
“They’ll be sorely mistaken. I want some ready to ruin their homes if we hear or see them mobilizing for us. In the meantime, dear, I have a job I need filled, and unless someone of note has come up, I need you to fill it, ma’am.”

@EclecticInspiration  
“no doubt about any of that, Kae and Furion helped the King back in the great war, they are to the wyld what Agniya and yourself are to the rot.”

@Cerebrate  
“A shame we didn’t truly win, but I can firmly say they’ll be recoiling from our work enough they won’t be a bother in the near future- they’ll undoubtedly come after us eventually, however.”

@EclecticInspiration  
“oh my dear, you know i always dress for the occasion, and i do not see a gala at the capital in the schedule for some time… trecking through forests and hacking bears to pieces is a much different dance.”

@Cerebrate  
“Who are you and what have you done with lady Griotte,” she asks almost jokingly, coming in.

@EclecticInspiration  
she’d find the lady, without makeup and dressed in a style much more befitting the martial pursuits of the rat, the silk gloves and masks were off.

@Cerebrate  
She’ll hop off and head to find Griotte since she knew most about the Rot here.

@EclecticInspiration  
as she lands she finds the bustle of the town replaced with bands of mercenaries chatting.

@Cerebrate  
(A hold, then, mayhaps, or fortification. Smol Brain Nerd Time™ ;-;)
 
She’ll fly there, then.

@EclecticInspiration  
(mansion, it used to be a quiet town surrounding it, now it had declared independence, raised walls and was manned with lowlifes.)

@Cerebrate  
She nods and climbs atop the ghostly raven to fly to Griotte’s…town? City? Village? Place.

@EclecticInspiration  
Fang: “i will ask, when the time comes, and i will answer, when that time comes.”
 
the bane lowered itself for her to climb on.

@Cerebrate  
“I’ll gladly accept him. Should you need anything, Prince, ask and I shall consider. I hope you feel the same.” She looks to the bane, mentally wondering if she could fly on this thing.

@EclecticInspiration  
“nothing yet, but i may send another friend of mine your way soon, an old hare, but he brings cannons to the table.”

@Cerebrate  
“So be it. Have you more business for me, Fang? I shall be off soon.”

@EclecticInspiration  
Worm: “so impatient, that exact thing will not serve us well.  
anoint some of your underlings and let the word of the rot spread, you are moving east to the ruins of the old capital, i hear a certain hyena will make her strike soon.  
When powers that gear up for the last confrontation clash it is not a good time to be their enemy, let them weaken each other as they scramble to consolidate their gains in the wake of the crown changing heads, while our own power grows.”

@Cerebrate  
She’ll grin. “To victory- for both of us. We’ll have much to do.”  
Speaking of which…some direction wouldn’t be harmful.
 
(although I may just be moving quickly >.> I don’t settle for long without much going on between characters)

@EclecticInspiration  
“for armello, OUR armello!”
 
the wolf smirks as he stands back up, his outcast followers howling with him.