Bobby finches, coal eyes cast down. The flaming heart in his chest flickers and dulls. "Them or her." he says, looking up through greasy unwashed hair. "You can kill me after this is over, if you want." he says, dully, carefully not looking at James. His Spring Mantle, seems of gain a small amount of verve, before it continues to limp along.
"Fuckin' finally! Those goddamn Fairests man I'm Fran. And what way out? Y'all smashed the Mirror Gate. You could try your luck with the Door Room, or keep the Door to the Motel safe. But y'all ain't leavin' through the Gate I was guarding."
"Ya, they'd keep their traps shut. Everyone knows what'll happen if they don't." the pair share a grim look. "Iron Meg is just a pet. But she's fuckin' scary. She'll eat you. And I'm not exaggerating I've seen her crack someone open and go for the ribs." Bobby sinks in on himself as Anatole announces, Meg's declaration, clearly Fran's words had mixed with the other Wizened's.
They share another look, "When me and Allie'd Take people, we'd bring 'em to the Orchard. They'd....start to change. Like we did. Only....without one of Them." "Well, not really. Queen Anne's almost like Them. She's too much like us to be one of Them. But she's too much like Them to really be one of us." "Without one of Them. Lot of the guards...they're people we Took. So, they'd drop Meg and Anne in a heartbeat. They don't make anyone love 'em. But the high risk ones....Pledged. Meg an' Anne. They got a way to Pledge and still fuck with it without bringing the Sanction down on their heads. It's shit."
"The ones who're actually loyal. Are...fanatical."
If you want to try and find out what Iron Meg and Queen Anne do to subvert Pledges, non-Autumn's need to roll Int+Occult-5, Autumn, Int+Occult-3 unless you have Spellbound Autumn, if you do, then it's just a Int+Occult roll.