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[vrykolakas]

[News has reached the front lines. The Brucolac has rubbed his face clean for this broadcast, but his pupils are blown, blood drying in his eyebrows, and he hasn't taken off any of his armour.

He looks like cold hell.]

Those at Caer Scima who got out. The Ninth Spire has room for you; if you need to avoid the sunlight, the cellars are ready. Blood, food, medical aid, a place to sleep, whatever you may need. Go via fairy ring, or else follow the Criostal down to where it meets the sea.

I can't meet you. [He grits his teeth, rubs at one brow with a spike-gauntleted hand, sounds like he's furious at himself for it.] Needed at the front lines. Give me some days. Until I return, my captains have orders to take you in and treat you well.

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[vrykolakas]

[At mention of what Roa's been up to, the Brucolac's face goes through a spasm of different emotions; first his eyes widen a little, mouth pinching, hackles visibly rising, going after the Red Lady—then a reconsideration, eyes darting away, make her fucking day, on second thoughts—then, on the news that he's been trying to turn Ariadne—]

Who does that cunt think he is?

[Tongue lashing with vexation, expression thunderous.]

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[boutant]

Hot shit.

[ She runs a hand through her hair, grimaces when her fingers get stuck in some strands that are all but glued together by blood. A few tugs and they're through. ]

But his traps are useful. He's not someone I trust but I'd rather have him working toward the same goal as I am than against it. Still-

[ Again. You go get Roa. ]

This is over, we should talk about the other barons. Until then... this is what we've got.

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[vrykolakas]

[He nods, mouth drawing into a tight line.]

After.

I'll go hunt down my wayward kin.

[He starts to go, then stops, turns, standing close.]

Ariadne. I know what it is to feel a home and a people threatened. [His spike-gauntleted hand comes to her shoulder, their armour clanging together.] Rip these fuckers to shreds and protect what's yours with tooth and claw. I know you will. You have me at your disposal.

[And then he's gone.]