Four kiloters from the portal, standing on a rooftop, rcury put away his spyglass. Priam had left the Do. rcury hoped the Baron would put a spoke in Anatole's wheel. According to his sources, the Cult of the Revenants was prepared for Priam's arrival, but were they really ready? Trained by the Colosseum Supervisor and accompanied by the Lord of the Do, the Baron was no simple man.
"I don't think anyone was ready for you Priam..." he said. The rchant turned and stared at his guest.
"Especially not you, right Claire?"
The young woman gave him an annoyed look. rcury too, would have been annoyed if a dozen over-equipped rcenaries had captured him as he tried to leave the Do. "What can I do to please rcury, God of Thieves?" she asked in a neutral voice.
"Not yet," smiled rcury. "You can start by answering a few questions about the Revenants."
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