muldran

The four figures sat around the table, each making sure they met the eyes of the other. This was quite a feat - but then again, people like this could do that. They had to. It was how they made sure that the others knew they were serious.

The masked one leant forward, and in his reedy, thin voice said, "Of course, you realise - this is the perfect opportunity?"

The tall one threw back his head and laughed, "Oh, you *are* a one, aren't you. Always stating the obvious, making it seem like you know and see all thank to your ridiculous little potion. This is an opportunity. We realised it. We will act on it. That's why we're here, worm."

A loud bang made the masked one twitch. The tall one merely looked to one side. The bang sounded again, and the old one, clutching his staff sat back down. "Regardless of how our masked friend sees things, and your constant posturing, the situation has been set in play. Each of us have things to gain, and some of us... Some of us have already set the pawns out there."

The fourth one spoke directly into the heads of the others:

*Muldranhasletithappenandtheboxeswillmutateagainso onandthenitwillbetoolatebutweshouldletthosewhohold theboxesbetheoneswhobearthebruntofthefirstwavethey willweakenothersfurtherthanthecourtandwillletussee whatistruelywithouttheboxesasevenicannotpiercethev oid*

The other three winced slightly - not that you'd see it on their faces, especially the masked one - as they translated the strange thoughts from the fourth.

The masked one stood up, "It will be soon. Soon that the boxes will change - and then they will see what the Shadow Court has wrought. Things will move much quicker - in only two moons time..."

"Again you state the obvious, masked one," murmured the tall one. "But it will be fun to watch..."

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