Chrysalis

Coolant looked out from her perch next to the upper sally port of the great gate and felt nothing but confusion.

"Do you want to go tell him, or should I?" she said to Sloan who was clinging to the wall next to her.

The general shook her head, bewildered.

"I mean. They have to know, right? There's no chance that they don't know."

"I assume they know. I mean, what are the odds the two forces aren't communicating to this extent?"

"Almost none, surely. Such a lack of organisation in our foes would throw our plans way out."

"Hasn't this thrown them way out anyway?"

Sloan hesitated.

"That's… true."

The two of them looked out in silence for a few more moments at the totally unexpected scene before them.

"What do you think we should do?" Coolant asked, her scent as calm and unruffled as it always was.

"I don't know!" Sloan fretted. Why would these idiots perform this sort of moronic action now of all times? It didn't make any sense!

mental communication washed out over them, rippling through the ambient mana in the air and into

reincarnated one here, or this one, a friend of that creature, will

their own forced to kneel on the ground at sword point whilst an elaborately armoured figure reclined in a chair next to him, watching all that occurred with an expression of detached boredom. Next to them a trio of mages worked

have to mean the Eldest… Who else could they possibly want?" Coolant wondered with some

here. There is almost a zero percent chance

her opinion, if one of the golgari wanted to kill another golgari for some reason, why not let them

the Eldest is involved, there might be some element at play that we don't

trouble like a

you want me to reach out to them?" Coolant offered. "I'll need to move a little closer, I don't think I

"I'll arrange an escort."

ready to escort the mage

think a thousand may send the

"What do you mean?"

"eight golgari over there. If we

antennae. A thousand didn't feel like many

moment's notice. Sloan had considered things carefully and the delegation contained a healthy mix of mages, for raising shields, scouts, for detecting foul play, and soldiers, to hold the line in

formally, [I have

stone-people all communicated with each other for a

reincarnated ant. We want you to bring them here so that they may duel the High Blade Balta. He wishes to expunge the shame the creature has cast upon his house with his

by this. This guy came all the way out here chasing the Eldest? For what? Some imagined insult? She couldn't possibly comprehend the meaning behind such