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Stinger has shown loyalty and competence. For most, that would be enough, but Razor is nothing if not suspicious. He'll grill you on the usual points, why you didn't immediately intervene against the seditious pair you encountered, some vauge question to have you prove your loyalty.

But what he really wants to know is how well you can read your native tounge.
07-16-2017 05:59 AM
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"Why didn't you intervene?"

You were honestly expecting that, even though you're groggy.

"Wanted to listen. Hoped to find out who they were, to report them once way was clear. Changed mind when I heard they were planning to start... mutiny? Is that word?"

"You don't know what it means?"

"Not exactly. Not word I have heard often. Believe it is bad."

"It means, essentially, a takeover attempt. We get them occasionally. A group that thinks leadership is too strict tries to attack Council members, we fight them off, and then dismiss them. We don't see a lot of them because, if you're banished from the Marshguards, you really don't have anywhere else to go. It's not something you risk lightly."

"They also said they were working for, what was the country, Kandria, I think."

Razor doesn't show any reaction.

"I didn't ask what you heard yet. But thank you for volunteering that information."

He turns around for a moment.

"Stinger. Do you miss your homeland?"

You feel a little sick.

Razor's question immediately calls up a hundred painful memories you spend your days trying to block out. What was done to you. What you did. Who betrayed you. Who you betrayed. The countless excuses you fed to yourself about how you didn't have a choice.

It was a miserable place, and you put yourself through hell trying to get away with it. When you can pull yourself away from the pain, you answer him honestly.

"Yes," you say.

Razor looks at you very carefully. He can see the pain written on your face, the truth behind your answer.

He nods in understanding, then hands you a sheet of paper.

"I believe this is written in your own language. Can you read well enough to tell me what it says?"

You glance at the paper. He's right - you know this language well, and your old life forced you to learn it better than most in your country.

What does the message say?

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07-17-2017 01:38 AM
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It's...it's a magic spell.

"Magicians" were common in your country. These people claimed to have dark power and the ability to curse those who they disliked. If you didn't pay them due or show them respect, it was said that misfortune would befall you. Of course, the more prominent magicians had persons under them who could make that misfortune happen.

The paper contains a curse, strongly worded, but not unfamiliar. It prophesies destruction if the proper sacraments are not made to the one who called forth the curse.

Most of the time these are signed with a seal or sigil, something to let the recipient identify who to pay sacrament to. This one is burnt where the sigil would be.

You're not too superstitious but...something like this...it's unnerving.

At least this is the only one floating around...right?
07-17-2017 04:32 AM
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"It is a curse," you say.

"A curse?"

"How can I put this... our wizards, they sell their magic to the wealthy. Sometimes they offer to destroy a rival. Sometimes they merely make threats. But their 'magic', it is not the real thing, not what is in the stories of your wizards. It is the 'magic' of having people who will do your bidding silently."

"Crime bosses, then."

"That is a way to look at it, yes. And this, this is a curse. A warning. It says that misfortune will come to the person who received the letter, unless the wizard receives his due."

"A protection racket," Razor muses. "But one involving a country across the seas. How on earth did they get involved in this..."

"One more thing. Each wizard has a sigil. It is what identifies them, so that the client may pay them without knowing their true name. And so each letter is marked with it."

You hold it up and point to the scorchmarks where the sigil should be.

Razor scowls.

"So we can't identify the wizard?"

"More than that. Legend has it that defying the wizard will cause him to burn the sigil. Every wizard I have known has had no such power, of course..."

"But maybe one is the real thing," Razor says, finishing the thought for you.

"It is hard for me to believe, but..."

"Not for me. Not for anyone on this continent over the age of thirty. We've seen real magic with our own eyes." He pauses. "Thank you for your time, Stinger. You may leave now."

You consider just leaving. But, this meeting has left you curious about a few things.

Of course, Razor doesn't much like answering questions. You'll have to think carefully about what to ask.

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07-18-2017 02:47 AM
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Did they get away? They said they're starting moonity tomorrow!
07-19-2017 01:36 AM
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"What happened to the, conspire... no, not the word... the other two?"

"Conspirators?"

You think that's the word. You try it out a few times.

"Yes. The con-spir-a-tors. Did you catch them?"

Razor frowns.

"One of them. Unfortunately, Chips only struck the helmet on the other one. And I'm not counting on our captive revealing their accomplice."

That would not have happened if it had been left to you. But that's not your concern at the moment.

"They were plotting to start a... mutiny. That was what they said."

"Yes, you and Chips have both reported that already."

"Then, the one who escaped... they might go ahead and start it."

"I'm aware of that possibility. Your concern is appreciated, but unless you have a particular idea how to track them down, this conversation isn't telling me anything I don't already know."

Now that he mentions it, you do have an idea.

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I will start mootiny first.
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"Back in my homeland, we have a saying. The man who is robbed will buy stronger locks."

Razor gives you a confused look.

"I think you'll need to clarify what you mean," he says.

"This, mutiny. If Sisters think we are ready for one, they will be afraid to act. They will think we have stronger locks."

"So, what, you want us to stage a mutiny? That's absurd. Among numerous other issues with that plan, who could you get to lead it? It's a paradox. They'd need to be someone who people would believe capable of rebelling, but it's too sensitive a task to give to someone I couldn't trust completely..."

His voice trails away. He has the same thought you did.

"Mudviper," you say, and he nods.

"You might be on to something. I don't think we need to get an actual false rebellion going, though... just make the idea of it seem real enough that the Sisters think it's better to bide their time and see what happens. Our conspirators seemed to be depending on them acting quickly, after all."

He looks lost in thought.

"Can't come directly from her, though. They know I'm starting to trust her, it would look too much like a ploy. Needs to be someone acting on her behalf..."

He smirks.

"Ah. Of course. They'd know the blowdarts came from you. But they don't know your angle yet."

"What are you saying?"

"I want you to question our prisoner, and give them the impression that you and Chips were plotting your own mutiny, for Mudviper. They'll either try to get you involved in their plan, or find some way to warn their accomplices."

You get clarification on a few words, but you soon understand what he's asking. You agree to it, and go into the other room to question the prisoner. Razor is careful to stay out of sight.

They're still groggy. Probably because they didn't have the resistance training you did.

"What do you want?" they ask, slowly glaring at you.

"Your name, for a start."

As you wait for the answer, you think carefully about how to handle the rest of the interrogation.

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Dang this guy likes to talk. Splittongue was it?

Gonna have to use the universal language of intimidation. When you first came here, people found you unnerving before you began to get the culture around here. Time to channel some of that. Remove your armor and show him your tattoos. They were for cultural purposes, benign really, but you've been told by a few they are...what was word?? "Freeky"
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"Splittongue. Don't think it means I'm going to say much to you."

You think back to your early days. Before you found this swamp, and before Rider put you in Bluesight's unit.

People were afraid of you. You could only grasp why because, to a degree, you were afraid of them; they spoke words you barely understood, and dodged your gaze in the streets.

That was back when you still showed your coming-of-age tattoos proudly. A small dog on the back of your hand represents the short time you have been on this earth, fiercely barking at the long serpent of mortality. A sign of your determination to survive.

But the people here only saw beasts.

You take off your outermost layer of armor, and roll up your sleeves, folding your arms for maximum effect. You're not that muscular, perhaps, but you're hardly scrawny.

"A pity. I gave you all that time for a nice relaxing nap, and you repay my kindness with silence."

"Hmmph. We're not telling you anything."

"No? Perhaps if you realize all that I know, you will be more forthcoming."

You might need to bluff here. Splittongue said "we", and that's when you've realized something important - he's been out, and has no idea that his partner got away.

So if you convince him that his partner is already caught, he might let their name slip out carelessly. That would make things quite a bit easier.

The best option you can see is to imply that his partner's already talked. He'd likely blurt the name out in rage, to say nothing of what other information he might be willing to part with.

So. How can you pull off that ruse?

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Language isn't your strong point. Hoping to catch the nuance of his words will just lead to confusion, but his tone, his body language, you can learn a lot from that.

Splittongue knows you aren't in a normal cell. Imply this is your own chambers.

It is difficult getting information when two people talk, so I let one sleep. If they are friendly, they leave, if not, they sleep.

Of course there's only Splttongue in here now. Let them do the math.
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