The band snaps, suddenly and without intention. It rings through the web of Fate, a twisted snag recoiling rapidly and rings True in the Ear, which twitches and turns to look from His Fortress of Pleasure, across the Moat of Ecstasy and through the Stretched Hand Wood.


At last, one of His own has been foolish to try and defy this.....


The Ear calls forth and four of His loyal subjects stride forth. One the glistening hide of pure pearl and shell coating his body, the second with his twin swords of lily's and love. The third had no form beyond an amalgamation of every word uttered, and a few not known. Lastly came the one with the green nose and his skittering pets. They too had heard the Pledge break. How could they not? It was so potent.


Go, He ordered. Bring him back....


The Loyalists rode out upon each other. They had a long way to travel and desired to reach their destination before the turn of the tide, as the mortal world defined it. While there, they would listen to the Lies and the unfaithful will understand the Truth. When the four return, it would be with one more Traitor.