Salad of doom
talk of criminal activity
Katrien wandered down the narrow ally and let herself in, stopping just over the threshold to enjoy the change in atmosphere. Val Royeaux was tense, gossip and conjecture filled the air wherever the battered populace could safely gather.

Such places were few and far between, just now. Kat had worn herself out walking a circuit between them all, invisible as only a cityborn elf could be. The mood here, though? Completely different. Their members and clients trusted Ailwin to steer through the doom facing Orlais. Why not? He’d led them this far – and kept them in coin enough not to starve. They were doing better business than most.

Those same people, of course, brought Katrien their worries when they thought their fellows weren’t looking. It was a little unfair, but she preferred it this way. Ailwin’s distance had value too.

When it was time to make an unpopular announcement, for one. A mysterious genius could get away with a quick disappearance – she’d be arguing all night long. Assuming, of course, that she could convince him.

Katrien hurried along to meet with Ailwin in his office, sparing the cat a glance and a nod. Mr. Dribbles had been with them so long, it only felt right. A triumvirate, of sorts. Unfortunately, Lornan didn’t seem to be in.

“I think we had better move up our timeline, Winnie.” Kat dropped into the chair across from the desk. “They say the wards are getting weaker. And no one’s been in or out of the palace in four days.”

@Ailwin


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Salad of doom - by Ailwin - 07-21-2024, 06:23 PM
RE: Salad of doom - by Katrien - 08-15-2024, 06:16 PM
RE: Salad of doom - by Ailwin - 08-17-2024, 01:26 PM
RE: Salad of doom - by Katrien - 12-15-2024, 02:03 PM
RE: Salad of doom - by Ailwin - 12-24-2024, 04:04 PM
RE: Salad of doom - by Katrien - 02-24-2025, 11:47 AM