⟬ Present time. ⟭
Tycon finished reading the missive from Barza Keith, the Lone Shadowdark, "It looks like Mister Lone has earned a merit in Turrim Orientem."
"Tch," Sorina Capulet rolled her eyes. "I hope he rots in there forever."
Tycon sighed. It seemed she hadn't yet forgiven him, "His prison sentence has been reduced, down to twenty years."
"Oh?" Popoto Potata Pota gasped in surprise, "That's really good, actually! He must have gotten a lot of merits!"
"Miss Capulet," Tycon raised an eyebrow. "You have frozen his pay, yes?"
"Of course, Boss," Sorina responded while absentmindedly poking at her levitating Armor Cube. It responded by lighting up in a X_X design.
Tycon opened another missive, quickly scanning over the contents.
"The... seal of the Kingdom..." Korr whispered.
Korr - “Children and small creatures are naturally more trustworthy.”
Tycon - “While the bias in that statement is undeniable, I do appreciate your consistency.”
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Gnoll: Hyena-like humanoids that live in tribes. They are a mostly-neutral faction in the Free Nation, performing contracts for coin, while refusing to fight other gnoll tribes.
Droghan: Pronounced dro-awn, according to naming sense in the Free Nation.