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[corporeity]

I’m sorry for your loss. His leadership in February was most impressive.

At least Peony’s attack is one we have little evidence for, and so your efforts may prove useful. Additionally, if one believes each team only contains one to two wolves, every murder solved will narrow the pool of suspects in the death of your dear friend.

[redsoil]

He is strong. For him to be slain when powerless, is insult to his capability and speaks of the guile of the wolf who cut him in half.

I have a collection of information I am assembling, but nothing to divulge in whole. I would like to leave my notes to you, Gale Dekarios. Myself and the necromancer are ensnared in the issue of having our own to protect and few others that we can trust without hesitation. Then again, I do love a gamble.

Astarion is your friend, yes? You can rest assured I will keep him from the flames of group paranoia — he is my teammate after all!

[corporeity]

I would be most honoured to have your favour, Set. We hail from divergent worlds, but I was once the Chosen of the goddess of magic Herself. I understand the power and, indeed, the honour of divinity.

He is more than my friend; he is the whole of my heart. I will protect him, always and forever.

So gamble away, my friend. I would hope we might all play to win, for the sake of those we love best.

[redsoil]

As Shanks is, to me, then. Keep Astarion well.

You will receive my notes on the next eve of wolf's night, Gale Dekarios. Do not look until dawn, in case my ruses and schemes allow me to survive longer for my own.

Someone blessed of my sister, goddess of magic, will always have my attentions, for good or worse. For she was once my best friend.

[ help mystra and isis are not the same ]

[corporeity]

[ YOUR SISTER???????? ]

Thank you.

[ brb crashing out for god reasons ]

If there is a way I might assist you, please do call upon me. I wish you and your Shanks well, for the moment.

[redsoil]

[ puts gale in a jar like a bug and rattles him around (: ]