Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20150615234235/@comment-5543592-20150618155244

"...yes, Great One." He heard Jabshisha say. She was out of view, but now so close to the door he could hear her voice.

Then he heard his voice. The deep, harmonious tremble of bass, impossibly heavy and commanding. "Some of your... targets are in the city."

"That is impossible, Great One.  They would have been seized the instant they reached the gate.  I will put the city on lock-down, if you believe so, my Lord."

They was soft, condesending laughter. "Jabshisha.  Ogedei is with them.  He got them past the gate.  They are in the city.  Right under your nose, Jabshisha."

"What would you have me do, my Lord?"

"They have already spread... chaos.  Just follow... it.  In fact... there is one in you castle."

"What?!" Jabshisha gasped. "Impossible.  He would never have made it past the gate.  Past the guards."

The voice paused before answering, his tone dismissive. "Yes... Garred.  He wears a... cowl of sorts.  You cannot see him.  You... do not have my gift."

"My Lord?"

"Alert your foces, Jabshisha.  Clear the castle.  I will send one of my... Enforcers.  Let us end this... rebellion," the word was a snarl, "before it can start!"