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!

again that strange, undirected mental communication washed out over them, rippling through the ambient mana in the air and

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

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 together, supposedly sending out

have to mean the Eldest… Who else could they

have no idea, but the Eldest isn't here. There is almost a zero percent chance that they don't know that! Surely!" Sloan said.

asked. In her opinion, if one of the golgari wanted to kill another golgari for some reason, why not let them do it? One less for them

we don't understand,"

It was true. For whatever reason, the Eldest gobbled down trouble like a

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

"I'll arrange an escort."

ready to escort the mage closer to

you think a thousand may send

"What do you mean?"

total of.." she counted quickly, "eight golgari over there. If we walk closer with

A thousand didn't

of mages, for raising shields, scouts, for detecting foul play, and soldiers, to hold the line in the event the others needed to retreat. Once they had covered half the ground toward the first gate, they very obviously stopped and parked themselves for a moment. Acting with great caution, Coolant wove together

the Colony,] she started off formally, [I have come to clarify exactly what it is that

communicated with each other for

that they may duel the High Blade Balta. He wishes to expunge the

aback 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 actions, but she didn't let her confusion show. True to her name,