Xydane said nothing as he listened to the private’s report. He turned to Gregson and spoke, nodding towards the direction of the wounded Lalafell. “Make sure she becomes well,†he said, “I’ll take my leave, then.†The Hyur turns and exits.
Xydane stood leaning against the wall, his arms crossed in front of chest and his hood down as he spoke to the Inquisitor. “The whole thing’s been a complete mess. Not only did the Immortal Flames saw Mynhier but one of the heretics confirmed it before he died. Mynhier has escaped and is on his way back home as we speak.†The air was dark and the room barely lit with a few candles burning here and there. Xydane watched Maulcrioux behind his wooden desk as the Elezen set aside his quill and interlocked his fingers in front of his face.
“Very well,†Maulcrioux replied, “You have done well. The political tension during this situation would have erupted into chaos between Ul’dah and Ishgard if something was to happen to Erik Mynhier. Just like what happened with the ‘Faces of Mercy.’ Now that’s Erik is gone, we can now finally focus our attention on internal conflicts.†He paused for a moment, pushing a tilted piece of paper back in place so that the stack on his desk was even and orderly. “Xydane?â€
“Yeah?†the Hyur replied, his voice slightly echoing off the cobblestone walls.
“Those Elezen… what did you find out about them?†Maulcrioux had turned his gaze from the ink and parchment resting on his table, his full attention back to Xydane.
“They're not with the assassins and I think this group is working for someone else entirely,†Xydane replied. “Enemies within the city itself.â€
There was a brief silence before Maulcrioux responded. “… I see. The reports to House Fortemps shall be mine to handle. I’m sure they are eager to know if the problem has been resolved."
Xydane nodded in agreement. “Right.â€
Maulcrioux stood from behind his desk and made his way to the nearest window. He watched the snow blanket the keep in white for a few moments before speaking, his back still turned to the Hyur. “Send word to Césaire and Marcus and tell them to ride back to Dragonhead.â€
“I was going to see them anyways,†Xydane answered, already halfway to the door.
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Xydane stood leaning against the wall, his arms crossed in front of chest and his hood down as he spoke to the Inquisitor. “The whole thing’s been a complete mess. Not only did the Immortal Flames saw Mynhier but one of the heretics confirmed it before he died. Mynhier has escaped and is on his way back home as we speak.†The air was dark and the room barely lit with a few candles burning here and there. Xydane watched Maulcrioux behind his wooden desk as the Elezen set aside his quill and interlocked his fingers in front of his face.
“Very well,†Maulcrioux replied, “You have done well. The political tension during this situation would have erupted into chaos between Ul’dah and Ishgard if something was to happen to Erik Mynhier. Just like what happened with the ‘Faces of Mercy.’ Now that’s Erik is gone, we can now finally focus our attention on internal conflicts.†He paused for a moment, pushing a tilted piece of paper back in place so that the stack on his desk was even and orderly. “Xydane?â€
“Yeah?†the Hyur replied, his voice slightly echoing off the cobblestone walls.
“Those Elezen… what did you find out about them?†Maulcrioux had turned his gaze from the ink and parchment resting on his table, his full attention back to Xydane.
“They're not with the assassins and I think this group is working for someone else entirely,†Xydane replied. “Enemies within the city itself.â€
There was a brief silence before Maulcrioux responded. “… I see. The reports to House Fortemps shall be mine to handle. I’m sure they are eager to know if the problem has been resolved."
Xydane nodded in agreement. “Right.â€
Maulcrioux stood from behind his desk and made his way to the nearest window. He watched the snow blanket the keep in white for a few moments before speaking, his back still turned to the Hyur. “Send word to Césaire and Marcus and tell them to ride back to Dragonhead.â€
“I was going to see them anyways,†Xydane answered, already halfway to the door.
[End of Scene]
