eastbound | un: fox rain [voice]

Hey, um, everyone. So, I uh - I know we have a lot going on right now, but uh - we may have more? Going on? Soon? Though I really want to talk about the implications of body switching sorcery but that's not the point --

Anyway, so, uh, for those of you from Earth - and from a vaguely similar time line to ours - you might remember something called the French Revolution. Yeah? Where the upper class got in some deep shit and a lot of unrest went down and a lot of killing happened.

Anyway, um, so our charge - Tamaiu's niece, Eydis - she's uh, the belle of the ball. Basically. I can barely show my face at court anymore but she's got like a billion suitors, which is all great -- if you like that sort of attention -- but one of them gave her a pretty dire warning.

He told her to flee Taravast and go back home to Sa-Hareth - you know, place being run by our friendly neighbourhood undead guy with a bear for a pet, super safe place - because unrest is starting to 'mount in the streets' and the gentry are going to be a target.

I know this sounds like no big deal compared to literal undead invasions, but we do not want to ignore something like this. Not when we, thanks to our patronage, are not only gentry but foreign gentry. They may not be zombies but when people decide that enough is enough they can overthrow anything.

Anyway, um. Just. Uh. Food for thought.

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[ They've probably already been over the pertinent points in private, so publicly we'll just address the more important issue— ]

I've always been a big fan of the guillotine. [ What's that, wasn't he modern day aristocracy even back on Planet Canada? Maybe. ]

I understand it's proving to be the opposite of a problem given our current predicament, but why is it that you don't have at least half as many suitors as our child?

They are very insistent, it seems, that they can have a nice casual cat with Bonaccorso and all will be well again.

A chat they intend to have by force, where they think nobody will be hurt.

[Well, that sure is a good chunk of information to unpack.]

I was hoping the situation wouldn't head in that direction.

What does Lady Eydis think? I cannot imagine going back to Sa-Hareth would be much safer than staying with our group.

[A pause.]

I do keep saying that we have a habit of finding trouble, though.

[Ah crap. Well, that ties into stuff he's been dealing with too. But...]

Are we sure it's safe to be talking about this on an open comm channel? Especially using devices handed out by a local.

I've been visiting the different quarters of the city and speaking with the people. It does seem that tensions are growing to a large extent, but there is the possibility they can be calmed, temporarily.

Enough to buy more time.

Well, that seems par for the course given the circumstances. Although hopefully they have a plan for what comes after. It's not really any of our business if they don't, but the more things advance, the more the city is likely to burn itself to the ground.

The guards have been getting increasingly hostile, especially if they suspect one of magic.

[a very tired sigh.] Everything here has the air of a storm about to break - and we're stuck in it.

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