Alliances - 7 Dec 2015, Various Locations


"Yeah. It'll be about an hour til it's ready. Callum will get a proper fest in his honor. I swore such."
As Ragnar exited the tent Erin met Kaylara's eyes. "I'll be the one to bury him." With that she stood and left the tent as well.
Instead of following Ragnar to the large pavilion tent that was being set up she went to the treeline to be alone with herself for a while.


"Who is this? How did you get this number?"
The magician cleared his throat. "This is Conall Blye, magician of the 15th Nome. I got the number from a friend."
"Who exactly was this friend?"
He's kinda pushy isn't he?
Conall rolled his eyes but refrained from telling Set to shut up. "Thoth ring a bell?"
"Thoth? As in the Egyptian god?"
"Uh...yeah. You know any other Thoths?"
"Why'd you call?"
"I've been told to help you wipe out the helpers of some CĂ­rdan guy who was stupid enough to mess with you."
"And who told you to do this?
"You know Set I assume?"
"Where are you now?"
"Cornwall, why?"
"How soon can you get to the States?"
"Few hours."
"Do you know Harpers Ferry in West Virginia?"
"No but I have ways of finding it."
"I'll meet you there."
"What's your name?"
The line went dead.
Well that was awful rude wasn't it?
Conall shoved his phone back into his pocket. "Shut up, Set."

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