We headin to Undrebellum tomorrow eh? Y'got everything done ere master?
Said the fool tailing from behind me.
Camelia: *sigh no not at all l. I would've loved to know more about this place, the people... Quite the shame we're headin out after only a week or so.
The fool: Heh, I'm quite sure, you seems to be enjoying living the life in that mansion of Nuvem's after all.
Camelia looks behind shoots a subtle glare at the fool for a second before turning back
The fool: heh heh I jest, I know how much it irks you to work with that guy. Why play the ol water under the bridge then? The contract doesn't even state that we needed to get along y'know?
Camelia pauses for a bit, trying to string his words. He stares and takes in the surroundings of people and bustling shops that we go by. His eyes convey a rather... Lonely demeanor.
Camelie: sometimes it's best to cast aside your pride and swallow up your emotions to get what you need. I've learned that through most of my life. Although I'm sure this is something you couldn't comprehend.
The fool: indeed... That sounds like quite the miserable life lived though. We're you actually satisfied with just that?
Camela: do I look satisfied to you?
He lets out a sigh
The fool: Well then isn't this a big blessing for you? Staring anew in a world with a blank canvas. Why stick to that way of living?
He brushes off my question and continues walking through the streets of Intima. Our coversation ended just like that.
Meanwhile...
Currus: what're yer thoughts in the mission eh?
Nuvem: Seems like we might have a lead on the theocracy. Finally a step forward.
Currus: you still think about her?
Nuvem: of course... That is my cardinal sin after all. I must not forget, that is why we search. And finally we just might find traces of what happened back then.
Currus: ah yes, the massacre of the celestè family. One day despite being on great terms with the Fortudo folks you guys just went up and murdered then eh? How silly is that! Hahaha!!
Nuvem: it's no laughing matter Currus. Tch, to think that all members of the family head were conspirators of the theocracy irks me. Had I been stronger back then maybe I...
Currus: heh, don't delude y'self it would be you against an entire family. Your family at that! You're telling me you can strike down all your family members that you grew up with and raised you without feelin anythin? That's wishful thinkin boss.
Nuvem: haaah... you're right. For now let's focus on what we're going to do with Camelia.
Currus: indeed, he's quite an enigma isn't he? I can sense he's hiding something but... He lacks that malicious air about him.
What exactly is he planning..?
In a secluded parish:
Tap, tap, tap
The sound of her heels clapping against the marble floor of the large empty church reverberates.
Ah~ yes you've come! Well then please do have a seat you're grace.
He got up from his seat in the middle and beckoned her to take his place.
???: Why I thank you, honorable pontiff
Pontiff: well then, what brings your grace to this place all the way back here. Surely we aren't impeding on those duties one of your stature has to attend to?
???: hm yes, quite. I came here to submit a commandment.
A dark presence wafts through the empty church, it feels like a miasma choking your lungs.
Pontiff: wh-why a commandment!?! We haven't had one of those since that time we were ordered to-
???: enough, listen closely. I want full mobilization of the spine, forget about trying to bring down Ortiega for now.
Pontiff: a-all 33 of them!?!? Very well then, we've just about almost finished work on felling the sky city after all. But may I ask, forgive my rudeness your grace but what is so urgent to need all 33 of them?
???: I heard through the grapevine that a lot of factions are headin to undrebellum. It'll be a good chance to revive the notoriety of the theocracy there and maybe even cut off some loose ends.
Pontiff: very well then I shall get acolyte Diamante to lead the charge.
???: wait, leave him alone for the felling of Ortiega. We shouldn't put all of our eggs in one basket.
Pontiff: I see now, kehehe understood your grace. Now does that conclude our meeting for today?
???: Yes, I am rather busier as of late. It seems we won't be meeting again for awhile. But do tell me any updates on Ortiega. I long to see that eyesore finally crumble.
Pontiff: very well then, I shall tell our friends the good news.
???: I look forward to seeing your new developments~
Back to Vulcan still at the tavern:
Bartender: y sure drank up quite a lot there sire! Shouldn't ye be headin back soon?
Vulcan: awright awright, ugh, my head feels like it's gonna blow. Jus put in on the tab for now.
I waved goodbye to the bartender as I made my way upstairs back to my quarters.
I wonder, who could've been those people to deal that much damage to Phobos... Even doing so much to kill his tarot the temperance... Come to think of it the monthly rounds of the numerals are coming up tomorrow. I better report this to my lord.
-h-hey! How's it goin er-!
Tch. Invading my personal space again! Could you not just pop up out of nowhere. Ugh, as if having my head spinning from drinking wasn't worse enough.
???: ah there we go signals all settled in. My bad for the sudden intrusion. Sir Vulcan this is an urgent report.
Vulcan: what? Somthin happened back there?
???: indeed, weather's gettin worse it seems like a volcano or two's gonna erupt soon.
Vulcan: ain't that the norm round ere?
???: yes but I can feel a concentration of the elements, something is causing all of these changes to happen. Right now there aren't any major developments but I expect things to get heated here soon. You best keep that in mind sire.
Vulcan: very well, I'll make sure to get back as soon as possible. If things get sour before I get back be sure to contact sir clifford he'll know what to do.
???: Very well, then I shall take my leave have a good nights rest sire.
Finally all that noise is gone, I can think clearly again. Seems that ever since news of those providents caught wind, some unsavory developments have been goin on in Hortus.