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( Today, she is beautifully dressed in a gown of dark green, and her hair is braided in a crown about her head, with some loose curls falling past her shoulders. Appearance is everything today, when she has such a request to make. It is not as humbling as she might have expected, to be in such a position as to need to ask for aid; perhaps it is because it is not for her, personally.

But rather an endeavour which may benefit all. Carefully, at first, she smiles, an expression which gains warmth after a few seconds. )

I greet all of you well. And pray that all of you are doing all right. Sadly, as we are all keenly aware, such a state will not long be enjoyed by many of our native brethren. The Void would consume Leathann, and I commend the great efforts being made by all to keep it at bay.

Yet the isle of Briste to the north is in similarly dire straits, and I would make a great effort there to see their people saved from death, if the Void is not stopped ere it might swallow the isle. I know not if raising it might be viable option; rather, I have struck up an overture, a dialogue with their Council of elders.

My hope is this: that we might relocate the people to a settlement on the coast of the mainland here. If I might secure their trust and blessing to do so, I will lead their people to the head of the North road. There, I propose a settlement be built, which may in time grow into something greater.

I would do this myself, but I lack the funds to. Thus I appeal to you all: please, aid me in this. I will either repay you in turn or owe you a favour later, for certain. I would not ask for donations unless it is within your wisdom to provide one. Either way, you would bear my eternal gratitude for this.

These people may be hesitant to trust us, but they deserve a better fate than that which awaits them if we do naught.

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[There's some ruffling in background, which would be Simon packing for his trip out to Vanessa's spire, he figures he can multitask, which is why he's using voice instead of video.]

I know some people around here don't like shardbearers, but why wouldn't they want to move? They have some problem with the mainland? [He pauses, pushing his injector and a box of drugs into his bag, cushioning them among the clothing.] I can't give any money, but I wouldn't say no to helping.

Ah, that. The natives of this land by and large trust the shardbearers not, and the monarchs even less. We are not the first sharbearers to appear, even if we may well be the last unless we destroy that accursed Void. The natives have endured what has likely been millennia of the same, and thus I feel, have good cause not to trust anyone. But those who live upon the isle of Briste are even warier than most. Like as not due to their isolation and the marked lack of shardbearer interest in the region.

( She sighs softly, a sound which might be discerned as sorrowful. ) They wish to remain among the familiar, and may even fear the Unknown more than certain death. I well understand. They are woven tightly together, as a family might be.

And I would more than welcome your aid in the construction of this village, sir. It is as valuable to me as gold, do not doubt it.

[Yeah, he figured that about the natives, and probably the same of the monarchs considering how strict they were about cross court contact. Interesting that they brought Shardbearers here to be soldiers and didn't really trust them, but then, they were conscripts.] So no one's really taken any interest in them or their problems before, and now they're wary of us, maybe they think we have some ulterior motive. Think I can understand, specially about them being like a family.

[He nods, though she can't see it.] I could do that. But I also wonder if I could come with you and talk to them? Maybe not the council, but just the people, get to know them and their problems. [Because he could probably relate to their isolation.]

Specifically in regard to Briste, the commander of the Unseelie is the only other soul among us who has journeyed there and shown to care for its people. I think they do not trust any of the monarchs further than they might toss a fishing line, and I cannot say that from their point of view that they are wrong for it. They know us not, personally, and must surely think we are here and ignorant of their plight by choice even if that is not the case.

As can I. ( She pauses, and then responds with warmth: ) As you wish, sir. I will caution you that they are very wary, and do not open up easily. But it makes the effort that much more rewarding when it succeeds.

Yeah, and we've all been scrambling to save Leathann, but I hadn't heard anything of Briste 'till you mentioned it, doubt anyone else has. I wouldn't trust us either. [If he sounds invested, it's because he already is. It's downright enraging to think of, to be honest, that those people would be neglected and abandoned in favour of other people when there was likely no difference between them. They were just out there, alone and left to the mercy of the Void, probably already resigned to their fate. And that was just the tip of the iceberg if they'd been ignored long before now.

He nods, he does have some experience there, though this will probably be different.] I'll go slowly then, might have to spend a couple of weeks there, they probably won't be alright with it at first. They're mostly farmers, aren't they? Maybe if I brought something, like a peace offering, but nothing too far in case they'd think I wanted to buy them.

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