I stand when the Prince does and listen to his dressing down, it is a politically sound move he is doing, protecting himself, and yet allowing further time for the investigation.
Well, that is an interesting turn of events. I pause trying to wrap my brain around this whole mess. An ancient dictator trying to be recovered and restored. A Prince delivering a message through his subordinate as well as showing tactical guile.
And then Martha brain dumps again, and even more information is laid out for us to absorb. Exasperated, that is what I am. This is a conspiracy at the core of all things. Literally the future of this domain lies in the success of this mission. Especially if he is as bad as Sweet Martha explains. "Thank you." Is all I say to the ghoul. Erika Brady, whether pawn, knight, rook or queen, is moving to restore the Straiphen.
I turn to Martha, and the others, "Martha, I have no idea what you mean by that. But we need to find this body and deal with it. So if your research of local geomantic centers of power will assist with that, then get to it." I look now to the rest of the Prisci, "This is what I propose, we need to come together and list our information, everything we have, and look to it clearly and concisely to see if we can find where the interconnections are." Now is the time where I do what I do best.
"No matter how intelligent a criminal, there is no such thing as the perfect crime. Does anyone have someplace we can meet, speak freely, and without having to worry about the Regent catching wind?"