CLOSED ♔ the width of a thread on a spider's web

[behindcloseddoors]

WHO || Myrilandel de Tanos, Thomas Bancroft, Jack Chessing [closed]
WHAT || Dragon's Claws seeeecrets
WHERE || The Knights' hotel room, New Orleans, USA
WHEN || Friday, Oct 19th, late
HOW || Actionspam

After all the out and out fighting has worn down, Thomas & Jack have retired to their separate joined room to discuss future plans for the mission. Things quiet down eventually, most people going to bed, or finding a quiet corner to brood.

Maybe Myri stepped out for air again, or maybe she never came back in. Either way, she's the only one on the balcony when she hears the raised voices of the two Dragon's Claws drifting down from their own room. Their balcony door must be ajar, and either they're unaware, or don't care at this point.

Jack sounds practically livid. And even worse, thoroughly disappointed.

"You've stepped entirely out of line, Thomas. I recognize as much as you do the necessity of taking lives when we have no other choice, but that was not the way, nor the time, to do so The effect this has had on the younger knights..."

Thomas sounds dismissive as he says: "Were largely in favor of it, and not just because they're all murder-happy. Jack, these aren't normal circumstances, how many times do I have to tell you that? This isn't the time to go all high and mighty. The entire future of the Knighthood is resting in our hands and we can't afford to hesitate."

Comments

[witchwoman]

Do you believe they could be behind this religious cult operating out of NOVA? Were any of those at the meeting earlier these... drow?

[She's still struggling to connect the dots, to see how their current circumstance relates to this fated threat.]

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[bancroft]

They're certainly weren't any full-blooded drow, no. And they wouldn't work with Shadowhating humans even if it got them what they wanted. They have too much damned pride for that.

[dragonsclaw]

In other words, we've no idea whether this applies to the prophecy or not. Which is why I continue to hold the stance that we shouldn't go trying to force it to fit over our current circumstances until we know more.

[witchwoman]

[She nods, going very quiet for a few moments.]

You're right. Telling the others would only cause panic. The more of us who have our wits about us for the task at hand, the better.

[She smiles in a sad way.] I suppose I can no longer be counted among those.

[bancroft]

I think your wits will do just fine.

[witchwoman]

[She laughs a little at that.]

Perhaps. So long as I stay away from the fey wine.

[dragonsclaw]

A wise choice, perhaps. [ a tiny smile ] Again, I apologize that you had to find out this way, Sir de Tanos.

[witchwoman]

It's not your fault. You had no way of knowing anyone would be awake to hear. And I'm sure you've both got quite a lot weighing on your mind.

[She gives them both a sympathetic look before standing from her seat.]

I should let you both get back to your discussion. I'm sure you have other pressing matters to attend to without prying eyes... or ears, as it were.

[bancroft]

Oh, I think we've had enough discussion for my taste, either way. Good night, Myrilandel. Sleep well.

[witchwoman]

[She smiles and nods before taking her leave of their room and finding her way back to her own bed.]