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Quros looked out around the circular table and felt a shiver run through his spine. Here, perhaps, was the greatest gathering of power throughout the lands. Around this very room sat men who commanded thousands of knights; women who commanded millions of thieves. Here were gathered those who recognised where the true power lay, those who knew what had to be done and would do it without regard for the pettiness of faith and religion. Here, they forged their own honour.

Each of those murmuring figures were shrouded from the others. The traditional dark lighting was present, cloaking the table and those seated around it in an absolute darkness. Apart from the flickering candles which could not pierce through to the faces of those present. Far beyond the powers of light, those here wielded magics capable of hiding their identity.

There were not many gathered here, far less than the time before. But time had taken its toll on the members of this, most secretive of circles. Around the table he could see a number of empty seats which once had been filled. But now was not the time for reminiscing, now was the time for thought and planning. For, despite the long wait, the order had been recalled. After all this time, they gathered once more to wield the delicate balance of power throughout the realms.

Slowly, silence filled the chamber, not through any signal but merely because the time was right. And at the head of the table, one stood and looked out at the shrouded faces before him.

Annuit coeptus...

And the answer came echoing back:

"Novus ordo seculorum."


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"novus ordo seculorum"

Il Dathu proclaimed it with the rest of the shadows.

Rumour had it that the split phrase had originally been a password for members, but now it was merely formality. A reminder of why they were there. They held far superior manners of telling friend from foe these days. And had for many thousands of years.

The shadow at the head of the table began speaking. Muttering nothings about secrecy and membership. The usual prelude. A short, succinct reminder to those present that betrayal meant far more than death. At this, Il Dathu's fists clenched involuntarily. Today he was putting his own life on the line. Not that he intended to betray this fellowship. Oh no, that would be more than foolish, especially considering the benefits available to its members. Today he was sponsoring a new member, a young woman who had grown to a point where she deserved the right to at least know of this group's existence. And hopefully would continue growing in this vein, aided by the group's influence.

The woman was promising but there was always a danger. As sponsor, Il Dathu's own life was on the line should she err. Il Dathu had carefully measured her though and the risk was minimal. But he had a certain attachment to his life and any risk that put it in someone else's hands was always trying. But Il Dathu had made the choice. And even now, the young woman sat in a small cell nearby, blindfolded and most likely terrified at what she had done to deserve such punishment.

Finally, the shadowy figure finished the preamble and looked expectantly towards Il Dathu's chair. Il Dathu shivered for a moment. Considering the power behind that insignficant human shape. To chair this commitee without argument... The last who had argued with that right had never even finished his sentence.

Il Dathu stood and spoke as was expected of him.

"I bring forth before this brotherhood fresh blood. I have studied and judged this blood as worthy of mingling with this fellowship."

Would you support this blood with your own?

"I would."

Then let us test it.


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Quros raised an eyebrow. A new member? How curious. He had not thought that a new person would be admitted to this circle so soon after the recall. Obviously the sponsor had been considering this for a great length of time, since before the message had come to lay low.

So the new blood would be tested. And if it held its own it would be allowed access to this communion. A group of faceless shadows that took their orders and received what they needed.

No doubt, the Inner Circle would assign someone to watch the newcomer for some time. Ensuring that the investment would be worthy of repayment. That was, of course, only if the youth passed the test.

The Inner Circle.

Quros himself had become a member of the upper echelons of this family only recently. He had suspected the existence of a greater power but only recently had the group approached and indicated his readiness to see the greater scheme. Of course, this ruling group knew each other and knew the grand scheme which was being worked towards.

Conspiracies within conspiracies.

But for now, the group as a whole were here to recieve their instructions. The majority of the people here did not even truly realise why they were here. They mere knew to obey. And for now, that was enough.

A spear of light struck through the darkness as a door opened, revealing the cowed figure of a young girl. The new blood.


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She didn't know what exactly she had done wrong. As far as she knew, she had not drawn the ire of any of extremely high power. She'd been learning quite a lot recently. But the one who she had learned from, had not seemed disappointed in her progress. She had not betrayed anyone. She hadn't had time to break any laws- unless learning was against the law? In short, she had no clue what she had done to deserve being dragged out of bed in the middle of the night and thrown into a tiny, windowless cell with a guard that remained mute through her please for him to tell him why she had been arrested.

She wrapped her arms around herself tightly, grateful that she had not fallen into the practice of so many other women of the land. She actually wore something to sleep in that covered her completely and was warm. The fact she hadn't been given time to change nor been allowed to grab anything to change into- and the fact she wore no shoes let the coolness of the cell creep into her. She shivered slightly. It didn't help that the uncertainty of her future was making her cold as well.

There was little she feared. It was one of the reasons that her teacher had taken her as a pupil. The things she had learned from him were not items for the faint of heart. However, not knowing what was coming was more than a little unnerving. She bit her lip, then began pacing the cell in an attempt to keep warm. When the other guards arrived and unlocked her cell door, motioning her forward, she straightened her back and gave them each a baleful glare before walking past them with her spine stiff and her nose in the air. They at least, would not know how frightened tonights activities had made her.

Then they had blindfolded her and she had to let them lead her. By the time they stopped walking, she'd had to swallow her pride, grasping their arm in an attempt not to fall. When they had stopped and they pulled off the blindfold, she stared in consternation at a closed door. She only had time to catch her breath and swallow before it was thrown open and she was pushed inside. She couldn't see who was inside- it was too dark. She couldn't help but to shrink back a little as her eyes tried to adjust. What was going to happen to her?

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Kessler raised his eyes for a moment as the door was flung open. Light which would not pierce this artificial darkness instead highlighted a figure in the doorway, larger shadowy figures disappearing behind her, the quiet hiss of daggers being re-sheathed disappearing also. This was not unexpected as far as introductions went, though the introduction itself had caught him off guard. So close, so soon. At this meeting of reformation that had been too long in coming as far as he was concerned....

...perhaps too strong a word. Reformation. It implied something had existed before and ceased to exist. Or a structure that had once stood and fallen into disrepair was standing again. In truth, the structure that these disparate people represented had never fallen. It had never ceased to exist. As far as the sleeping ignorants outside of the dark chamber knew it had never existed.

Oh, but it does...

he mused to himself, tapping his fingers together in front of his coweled face, one after the other. Tendrils reaching out over the lands and over the years, influencing and coercing. This meeting - this was to discuss exposure more than reformation, though perhaps not in the ordinary sense of the word.

Exposure, however, was the last thing that was expected of so called new blood. It equalled betrayal, something that no-one of the order had ever committed. An act of betrayal meant death - not just for the guilty party, but for many more people involved, death for the organisation, and death of an idea. So betrayal had to be prevented, at all costs.

Kessler leaned forwards, crossing his arms over the table as he did so. He dipped his head so that the cloak folded, obscuring even the idea of a face. When he spoke, he was merely voice, addressing the table rather than anyone in particular.

"My lord often expresses concern that our numbers grow too large. There was a time when secrecy meant more than cloaks and daggers in shadows. Knowledge is power, and as with all power it can be diluted. Are we truly prepared for this possibility?"

In many ways, it was a rhetorical question. Kessler was of the opinion that new blood should come from within. He did not seek the agreement of his colleagues, simply to guage their reactions. Perhaps the new blood herself had something to say?

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Quros sneered as Kessler spoke. The man was a fool despite being a member of the Inner Circle. Standing, Quros made his reply.

"The secrecy of our position is maintained from the right members joining. The testing serves it's purpose to ensure that that no secrets are revealed. The mettle of the people are tested to their limit to ensure that only the right people join. If they are not made of strong enough stuff, they die now. It is simple.

And let us be realistic. Many of the chairs which were once full now lie empty. New blood is always introduced as is necessary but now it is more important than usual. Many have died in the constant warring. Attrition takes it's toll as the faiths are continually clashing. It is here where we must make the decisions as to who shall rule each age. Here that we decide who must live and who must die. Let it not be forgotten, however, why we are a number instead of just one. Each of us see things in different ways and have different resources. Those who are worthy must, be definition, be initiated to our group. If not we decide to weaken ourselves. And that can never happen.

Ours is the power, the knowledge and the ability to wield it. But only if we have the people in position.


As the echoes faded from the room, Quros sat and guaged the rections. Hopefully he had made his point and reminded those of the inner circle what they alone knew. That this mental torture not only tested the participant but changed them. Made them unable to reveal the organisation's secrets... even if they wanted to.


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Vires chose that moment to stand and make his point.

"Gentlemen! And ladies too, of course. Now is not the time to debate this. Whenever a new member arrives, there is always doubt. But we have not gone wrong yet. Let us put this young woman to the test and then have done with it. If she proves adept she does, if not then it matters little in the end.

We have more important issues to deal with. The seeds of hatred are being sown most thoroughly against Foret. This age his followers have waxed powerful. And it is our machinations which have ensured that The Grand Adepts have been forced into yet another highly unpopular war against Isonia. The misinformation of Isonia's war readiness, in conjunction with her followers' natural egotism has worked well in our favour and the Adepts have moved quicker than they would have liked. Leaving their kdms less than perfect, striking quickly and imperfectly. Isonia's continual whining will soon grow into a crescendo of violence against the rulers of this age. And we must be ready to net the rewards. Too much is at stake, too much has gone into this moment. So for heaven's sake do not waste our time with such petty spoilings and let us move on to more important matters!"


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Glancing at the new blood, Kessler raised an eyebrow disdainfully at Vires and his commentary. Open discussion of the activities of the Order was another thing he frowned upon, especially with potential initiates present. He preferred metaphor, euphemism and anything that could possibly confuse those who might listen. Even in this place, shielded as it was and guarded against unwanted ears he was uneasy. A natural coward, his attitudes and aloof nature made him continually unpopular amongst his peers, but this was the main reason his Lord had chosen him as voice for the kingdom in this chamber. Conflict was the ultimate form of control, and Kessler knew he was not the only person in the room who thought so.

...decision by disagreement, progress through procrastination, influencing everything by closing every possible door and path of discussion until only one remains... this is how it is. Methods of subtlety, cruelty, and the abuse of naivety. How it should always be...

Kessler enjoyed these moments of reflection, though he would bide his time before he spoke again. Words were precious things, and he intended to spend his only when necessary.

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She stood there remaining silent as her eyes adjusted to the darness in front of her. It didn't help really. Most of them were cloaked and had their faces covered. Those that did not sat in the shadows where her eyes could not distinguish features. She was sure if she could see these men and women, she might recognize some of them from passing on the street. She would have had to- otherwise, how would they have known her well enough to be able to break into her house in the middle of the night and take her without being stopped?

She shivered, the cold night air reminding her that she had been cozy in bed before she'd been drug brutally from sleep and placed in that cell. Her arms went around herself protectively. She supposed she should be grateful they had at least let her keep her sleeping gown on. It could be worse after all. She could be naked. Or tied up. Vulnerability was not something she allowed herself, ever. Straightening her back, she scowled and tried to keep her demeanor defiant. She couldn't let them see how rattled she was or how worried. She couldn't let them see her fear.

Swallowing hard, she forced her voice to work and was glad when it sounded offended and strong instead of shaky and nervous. Perhaps she could bluff her way out of this? Whatever it is she had done to draw their ire, was certainly something she could work through. She could work through anything!

Why have you brought me here? I demand that you release me at once!

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Quros raised an eyebrow and stood once more.

"Silent, woman. You are here for a reason, and your bravery is acknowledged. If not appreciated. Know your place now and remain silent.

You have been selected because one here considers you suitable. Suitable in your ablities and suitable in your way of thinking. But before any more is explained, there are the small matters of the various tests you shall have to undergo. Don't bother raising any objections, don't say anything. At this point, your opinions and wishes mean nothing.

Be silent, and listen."


Quros turned to the figure at the end of the table, who had risen. The voice echoed out of the shadow.

It is time for the testing of the new blood. You have only yourself to rely on in this. Nothing shall protect you, noone shall advise you. Let us see if you are worthy. It begins.

The figure raised his right hand and pointed it at the young woman. Her body stiffened and her eyes widened, staring into nothing.

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Il Dathu shuddered as the test began. It had been all he could do to control himself and not speak to the young woman, to comfort her and advise her. But that was not allowed. Her front of bravery was no doubt covering a deep well of fear. She must be terrified of a group who could spirit her out of her own home without being stopped.

But that was irrelevant. She would understand once... IF... she passed the test. But that was out of his hands now.

In her own mind, the young woman would be facing the test. Convinced she was facing her worst fears, convinced she was being tortured to reveal what she knew. Knowing that she shouldn't. If she resisted the torture, ignored her fears, outwitted her captors. Then she would make a worthy addition to the group.

If not, then... well. She knew too much to remain alive.

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She snapped her mouth shut and forced herself to remain quiet, keeping her questions and concerns to herself. They likely would not help her now, and for all she knew could bring her harm if they irritated those she faced. The words the stranger spoke to her were ominous though. Tests? What sort of tests were required of her, and more importantly why were they required? What new blood and why...?

...Why wasn't she in the room with the strangers any longer? She was alone, save for a cloaked figure whose features were hidden. The room was dark, but she could handle that. She could handle it until it went pitch black and she realized she could not see anything. Stiffening, she turned her head, trying to see any portion of light at all. Nothing. She was about to panic when she remembered that she held a flint stone in her gown pocket from when she'd lit the candle before bed. She'd not taken it out as normal, which was lucky. Perhaps if she made it spark a few times, she would be able to at least see a little bit. Enough, perhaps, to find her way to a candle or something.

Putting her hand in her pocket, she took it out and held it up in front of her face, striking at it several times. Nothing. Was it not sparking? Biting her lip, she attempted again. When she felt the heat of the sparks burn into the tender flesh of her hand, but still saw nothing, she knew. It wasn't the room that had darkened. It was her sight.

How do you like the little spell I put on you?

His voice was low and mocking- and it chilled her through. He had blinded her with magic? She doubled over, retching, the realization frightening her so bad it made her ill. Who was he? And why had he done such a thing to her? She'd not wronged anyone in the past that she could think of, who would want to harm her in such a way. Not the near past anyway. Why? She hadn't realized she'd spoken aloud till he answered.

Simple, really. I want information. We will bargain. You will give me the answer I seek and I will remove the magical curse I have placed on you so that your sight might return.

Then he asked her the one thing she hadn't expected- and it was the one thing she could never answer. She'd sworn an oath to keep it secret.

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Quros nodded and relaxed as the woman's face contorted. It must seem like a lifetime to her but it would, in reality, last a mere few minutes. It was enough, however, to study her being and discover her secrets. Not to mention implanting the undetectable label of the order upon her. Making her recognisable to others of sufficient knowledge to accept her.

Should she pass this test, she would be known as "Novus" a member initiated yet by no means fully trusted. Neither in terms of information nor the ability to get tasks done. In time, she would be given more difficult, and more important, tasks and would progress, learning more and understanding more.

But only if she passed this test.

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A woman’s scream awoke Romanu in the early hours.

If only it was I who caused it.

Romanu sighed. He was already dressed and lying in a pile of grass. He recalled thoughts of the previous day. Ah, yes, caught pick pocketing in a bar. If only he noticed seven foot husbands and not just the ladies. Thrown out of the bar and chased down three streets before he'd escaped, then hiding in this wretched hut, but at least he wasn’t sleeping on the floor. Now, at least rescue could lead to a reward without harm to his charisma.

He righted himself and looked out through the boards of the keep. He saw a number of dark figures dragging a female in a night gown swiftly through the streets and pondered her doings for capture, or maybe a ransom was in mind. Only now did he realise the scream he thought he heard was in his sleep. What he’d actually heard was the muffled sound of a brief struggle he often heard and his brain filled in the appropriate response. She was bound and unable to speak at this point and heading away towards the far corner of the street, where the lights were low and constantly flickered. Romanu had never understood why the lamps at that end were always so much darker, or where the breeze came from the cause such wavering of the flame.

Clasping his dagger, he swung smoothly out of the window, lowering the wooden shutter so it didn’t sound, and strode speedily across the street behind the far buildings out of the light of the street lamps and out of the figures’ line of sight.

The woman was still struggling, causing the unknown men more trouble than they were obviously expecting. Romanu was looking forward to his first words with her. She looked like the strong, beautiful, ill-tempered type of female of which he loved the company. As he stared, she was spun and dragged backwards through the main door of the corner building and the door closed with little effect on the environment outside.

Romanu was alone in the streets and appeared to be the only one to witness this kidnapping.
This poor woman needs rescuing, he thought. Now where can I find a guard’s uniform?

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Romanu considered his next move. A rogue always has a trick up his sleeve and Romanu was no different. Having been wandering for months, he’d picked up a few things along the way.

Months? he thought. Why do I always pin point that day as the day I started?

He recalled the meeting of a stranger who had told him of a higher control and that he should question his Faith. Romanu had questioned and always thought about why he had never done so before. Following a figureless god through whatever purpose his life was supposed to have. Fate was still with him though. He still searched for his Fate and everyday he had the feeling that he had missed that opportunity to meet it voluntarily.

Romanu stared at the building for a while. It seemed perfectly normal, except for the little details. Apart from the dim, flickering lights, the area seemed dead; not through loss of life, but the way an empty house feels on a cold night. Romanu crept around the back of the building, searching for an alternative entrance to the front door. He found only high, boarded windows out of his reach without getting something to elevate him, but he didn’t have time for that. This woman needed aid and Romanu wanted to be the one to save her. He gave up and slowly slid around the corner to where the woman had been taken into the building.

Romanu gasped, which is something he rarely did. He stood back and stared at the wall in disbelief. There was no door.
How can this be? I saw her disappear into this building through a doorway, right here.

Now Fate would have to catch him.

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Quros ignored the pain of the woman before him and instead stretched his senses to study the surroundings. Each of his colleagues seemed to be engrossed in the spectacle of the young lady's torture. Doubtless some of them had cast spells to view her trial as she saw it. People were eager to see if she would prove worthy of membership. And whether she could be used to further their own agendas. So enthralled, Quros was able to take a measure of each one's feelings and thoughts. Skimming the top of their minds and filing the information away for later. Many were contemplating plots he had already known of, a few were devising new ones. Either way, Quros would make sure to stay ahead of any betrayals; just as they would surely try and break his own schemes, should any of their paths cross. The members of this circle were each powerful in their own right and resented being kept as mere lackeys to the Chancellor, or even to the Imperius of this cell. They would always be seeking to further their own plans above their colleagues, seeking knowledge of the other members and power over them.

Ignoring the lamentably predictable musings of most people here, he moved on. Sweeping the members of the Inner Circle far more closely, risking detection but knowing that the rewards were worth it. Here were the greater plots, the more important plans. And they too would have to be watched, although the Inner Circle tended to work far more cooperatively, realising the truth behind the world.

Reaching further with his senses, Quros noted an unexpected presence. Scouting the area, no doubt having noticed the woman being abducted, was a frustrated thief, seeking entrance. Pausing a moment to initiate the disappearance of the doors and noting that the men who had kidnapped the woman would be punished for laxity, Quros studied the stranger more closely and realised that this was none other than Romanu. A young sneak-thief whom Quros had considered hiring as an agent a few months previously. Unfortunately, the man had decided to ignore Quros' offer and had sought his own way in life. Considering his options. Quros realised that it would be foolish for Romanu to give his life in misguided heroism and quickly cloaked him in a spell of nondetection. None would be looking hard so none would discover his presence.

With another spell, Quros created a side door into the building, hoping that Romanu would take the bait and enter, thinking he had missed the entrance before. Once inside, the corridors would shift and change, keeping him trapped in there until the council had finished their business. Then, once more, Quros would speak with the rogue. Perhaps even gaining his services this time.

Turning back to the woman before him. He realised that the test was nearing its end.

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The magical one mocked her with every movement that she could not see. She could not see the movement, but she could hear it and loudly. At first she had reacted to the sounds she heard, turning her face towards it, her body ready to spring away if the noise indicated danger. She had done that at first. He had soon become wise to her actions and with only a word, the magic that had blinded her, bound her in place. Unable to move, unable to see, the only thing available to her was her hearing and that he used to torment her with descriptions of what he would do to her should she not give him the answer he sought.

She could feel the tears streaming down her face. It would be so easy to give him that answer- to betray the one who had entrusted her with its knowledge- but to what end? To save her own life at the cost of everything that secret protected? She couldn't do that. She knew that worse things were in store for her. She would find a way to survive it. What terrified her most was that this being would somehow manage to find the answer he was seeking anyway, no matter how strong she was. Perhaps if she told him, she'd have time to warn those the secret protected?

No. She couldn't risk that she might not be able to warn them. There wasn't even a guarantee that she would be allowed to live- even if he removed the magics from her. She would not tell him what he wanted.

All you need to is give me the answer I seek and I will release you...you will be allowed to see and move again. Is that not what you want? Fail to provide what I ask and you can just as easily remain blind and paralyzed for the remainder of your miserable pathetic life...do you really want to tempt me in that manner?

A lifetime of blindness and paralyzation? She'd thought he would kill her. Death was preferable to such an existence. But of course she wouldn't be given that mercy. Her voice caught in her throat as she spoke. There was really only one answer she could give.

No. Find your answers somewhere else. You will not be hearing them from me.

Then she spat at him.

And then, suddenly, she could see again and move again. Slowly looking around the room, she could make out the forms of those she'd been brought in front of earlier in the evening. She was back where it began. Narrowing her eyes, she forced herself to remain quiet. As much as she wanted and needed to know what had just occurred, she would not give the satisfaction of having her beg for answers. It was bad enough she could not control her tears in front of them.

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Romanu stopped pounding the wall where the door had been and carved a rough picture of a dragon's head. He would be back later to check if it remained.

Okay, so what is going on inside this building when the outside can morph itself!? Hello, what's this?

Romanu had idley walked around the building to the rear once more and saw the newly created entrance to the building. Getting frustrated, he punched the air.

Right! So, it was here all along was it?

Calming himself down, he walked slowly to the door and gripped the handle, then ran around the building again to satisfy his urge to prove it existed. The door remained. He turned the handle slowly and crept in.

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Standing, Quros clapped slowly for a moment and nodded his appreciation.

Good.

He stopped clapping and came around the table and put his arm round the confused young lady.

Congratulations, my dear. You have passed the test. And most adequately. May I welcome you to the order. Your sponsor will make himself known to you in but a few moments and he will guide your way.

But first there are a few things that I can tell you. Forget all that you think you know about the hierarchy of the world, it is irrelevant. Open yourself to the facts which will be presented to you, for without an understanding of them you shall be as blind as you were before. You are now risen above the common person as a member of our group. You shall learn more and gain more as time passes but one thing you must always remember. You must never reveal anything you learn here to anybody else. They are not ready for it. Betrayal of us, of yourself, means certain death and we will not have to raise a finger to ensure it. We shall be your closest friends and your only confidents. But bare in mind that your own agendas shall also be served. Welcome to the Illuminated ones, the Order which is the shadows themselves. But always be on your guard from this moment forwards.

Please follow the guards and wait outside.


He pulled back and motioned for the guards to take her out before returning to his place around the table. The impressive figure at the end of the table turned it's gaze back to those before it and spoke aloud.

Sponsor, the initiate is your responsibility now. Her fate and yours are closely entwined. Do not fail the order.

"Her path shall follow the light."

The conclusion being dealt with, Quos once more addressed the table.

Then, unless we have any new business today it is time to part ways. The document wallets left on each of your chairs when you entered contain your individual orders and the information you asked for. Make good use of your talents and let us further the plan. You are all dismissed.

Quros remained where he was whilst the others filtered out, as did just a handful of the other figures. Once the door slammed shut finally, Quros pulled the hood back from his head and turned to look at the freshly unveiled faces of those who had remained, and the few who had just appeared frm the shadows. The Inner Circle. The true power behind this part of the world.

As usual, Joelline and Il Dathu shall be watched for any signs of dissention for the foreseeable future. I shall assign one of my own agents to deal with this duty. We must ensure that, despite strength of character, she does nothing foolish once the truth is revealed to her. The plan most continue, regardless.

Our works proceed well but we must remain vigilant. And we must replenish our numbers. Many have died fighting useless wars which could have been averted and some few even attempted to betray us. These dead men have left voids in their seats of power. Now is the time to place our own agents where we can regain control of those areas. Pick your most trusted men and let us prepare for the future. Sooner or later, the plan shall leap forwards and we must be prepared.

Anything else?

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Tue Mar 23, 2004 12:29 pm
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