audio | un: yiling patriarch

[weifinder]

Hey, every one of us glorious abductees! A question, to those listening right now, brought to you by myself and Master Archeval due to the considerations of a friend, but: what would you make of being informed that, and here I'm quoting, "The man you trust was six years not among us?"

( A dramatic pause, for digestion purposes. )

All said and done, with that message slipped to me, I can say with certainty there's a handful I fully trust here, and there's none I trust entirely from here, no offense. However, there is one we've been forced to trust, ah? In hearing these words, what are your thoughts?

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[jeoha]

Then I would be careful what we commit even in characters.



He's earned our gratitude. Enough so that I would know more before divesting ourselves of an ally.

[weifinder]

Making it worth communicating more with the one sending the message, if possible, and gently sounding out the other without presuming one way or another. More information is information; not factual by necessity.

[jeoha]

Distrust and discord oft breed their own rewards, for the one that sows. Fact and truth are rarely required.

How was the message passed to you?

[weifinder]

Trust in this, if little else with me: that I know, intimately.

Given all that being said, I'd prefer to say in person, ah?

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[jeoha]

Mm. I'll meet you in the courtyard.

[ It isn't long before he's there, looking ever more like a northern warlord as he slowly pieces together his outfit out of pelts and furs. He's been getting better at his job - though he has never before longed quite so keenly for a musket - and the sword that Mingyu gifted him is still strung at his hip as he waits. ]

slams in later and yes good

[weifinder]

( What are guns. He'd be fascinated if introduced, since cannons are reality enough, but as it is...

Wei Wuxian finds him out there, likewise bundled up, but looking closer to citadel folk than those out in the woods. It's deliberate, such as it goes, and the patchwork of it is as well, including the increasing steadiness of the stitchwork it shows. He's had to practise on something. )

Lee Chang!

( A small smile, a hand held up to wave without waving, his flute gripped so that its tassled end shows in the motion. )