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Ophelia is a Fatebinder of Tunon, tasked with delivering Kyros's Edict - 'surrender or die'. This doesn't produce straightforward compliance.
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Verse nods.

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Back near the center of camp, the Marshal has taken a seat at a table with several scrolls (they have unit dispositions and reports) overlooking the training area. Barik is in a corner with a training dummy, methodically eviscerating it.

 

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"Marshal.  My apologies for dumping him back on you with so little warning; I was not the authority he presently needs to listen to, deep in his bones.  ...How's he been handling things?"  She's - quiet, concerned.

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"This is usually what serious thinking looks like, if I know him. Really, that goes for most of our soldiers. Whether he's going in a positive direction - I couldn't say. You rubbed his face in some unpleasant truths, and he's not one to run away from it, but he hasn't been well since the Edict. I don't think he'll break. But most people already would have."

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"Of course he hasn't been well, he's grieving.  And he's stuck in armor full of his own shit, which certainly wouldn't help.  ...Dare I ask why his phalanx was out in the storm to begin with?  If it's not my business, it's not my business, but it could matter."

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"Trying to retrieve prisoners from Sentinel Stand before it was blocked off. They knew the danger."

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"...Was there...coordination with the Fatebinder reading the Edict...about that?  I can't imagine Nunoval wouldn't have been willing to hold off a bit for a military objective; that's his whole point...though second-guessing this probably does none of us any good."

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"He consulted us. It was judged counterproductive to delay the Edict. We would have made attempts up until the last moments regardless. We take retrieving our lost soldiers very seriously."

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She nods.  "I respect that."

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"Anyway.  I suppose it's better to let him get the thinking out of his system?  If so, I'm going to see if the Chorus has told their liaison whether anything's been going missing under suspicious circumstances.  Unless there's something else that you'd like to speak with me about."

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"One of their merchants has traded us iron ingots for finished bronze weapons regularly over the last year, and I don't think the amount has varied much. The even balance you prescribed as governor at work. Sniggler Dagos is his name. It hasn't gone up, either, or else I'd suspect Chorus theft. Well, suspect it more."

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Ophelia allows herself a snrt.

"I mostly expect this to be the rebels; I'm told they've had an unusual amount of iron arms - but I certainly haven't ruled anything out.  What I'm wondering is if they've had something important to them vanishing into thin air.  If I were the rebels, I'd certainly be taking advantage of any supply lines my enemies allowed to go improperly guarded, especially if it's something that's important to my enemies.  It deals a double blow."

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"True enough. Good luck tracking it down."

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"Thank you, Marshal.  I hope I won't need luck for this; we already have enough problems that we need it for."

 

Now wherever is that liaison, anyway?

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Back near Ceveus, Bitter Quip is standing around, visibly unoccupied.

"Fatebinder! And sister Verse. Enlivening my afternoon, are you?"

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"So it seems.  There anything you want to gossip about, then, or shall I get to what brings me here?"

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"Fifth Eye mentioned some investigation you might be better able to follow up than our own or Disfavored? But better to ask him in person, so go ahead."

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"Well, I'll add that to the list.  Anyway - you guys been having any supply issues, that you know of?  Stuff coming in short, stuff going missing in transit?"

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"Well, food's always iffy, it would be very convenient if Cairn would give up and die already so we could use the Azure farmlands properly. Within the Well, I hear we probably can't last more than three span cut off. But unexpected supply problems? Not that I've heard about, though it probably wouldn't make its way to me unless it was very noticeable."

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"Yeah, I did what I can on that front.  All I can hope is that my people are following through on that without me; hopefully it'll push the Sea back.  I'll talk to Fifth Eye about whatever else is going on tomorrow."

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"I'm sure we'll all appreciate it. Much like the extra time you got us by not showing up quickly. You've done pretty well by us this conquest, Fatebinder, and we haven't forgotten."

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"All I can do is my best, with this many lives in my hands."

She adds "check in on Reclamation Project" and "Fifth Eye meeting about investigation of something" to her planner.

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"A noble sentiment. I'm sure you will." He's maybe slightly dubious about noble sentiments, but he is adequately concealing it.

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She nods.  She is far more than adequate at seeing the heart of man, but really, getting into trying to make her actions speak louder than her words...  It's too much philosophy to casually drop on someone.

"I hope I'll be able to prove it, soon enough.  Goodness knows there's plenty of work that needs doing.  Have a pleasant rest of your evening, Bitter Quip.  Or a morose one, if your taste trends that way."

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He snorts, and watches her go amiably.

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