She laughs. "Impress our claim on the opposite side! Or use a poisoned knife for both?"

"I suppose it depends on what message you'd like to send."

"Something about working together, and all being part of the same big sort of madness."

"The poisoned knife, then, I think. A blend of flavors, more than the sum of their parts."

"Exactly! Now to find the generals... Probably either ambush them when we're meeting with them, or as they're going about their usual business..."

"The meeting means they'll come to us. And everyone will be expecting some sort of announcement after, I expect."

"Good point. Perhaps we can make it seem like the actual trick is getting them into a room together? They'll be expecting one."

"Layer our deceptions, yes. And keep them looking at each other."

She nods, grinning. "Well, next thing is finding a Demented scout, then, and setting a meeting place."

Off they go a-looking, then.

Finding the Demented scout is easy, though it takes some clever finangaling to trick both generals into being in the same meeting point together. At Glint's insistence, they even only brought one guard a piece.

They, of course, start shouting at each other, even as Glint plays the careful mediator. Still, she lets the two generals get deep into their argument, backing off and - not quite fading from view, but certainly becoming far less noticeable.

Elatra prods the argument on with choice comments, at times feeding one side or the other, depending on which has gotten the better of the last few exchanges.

And keeps both the guards in her view.

She needs to get this timing right - ideally she'd knife them both at once, but...

She knows her poisons pretty well, though.

Onto one dagger goes an immensely toxic poison with a slight delay before its full effects.

On the other goes the closest she has to an instant poison.

She makes herself invisible and muffled once she's sure the guards are no longer paying her any mind, then slinks up behind the Manic general - gently now, a blade through the gaps in the woman's armor, and of course the woman notices when Glint cuts her, but Glint's already rolling away as the general calls to her guard, and the Demented contigent's on guard but that just makes this challenging...

Her knife goes across the Demented general's throat at nearly the same moment the Manic general collapses, twitching.

Elatra raises both generals, and directs each to kill the other's guard.

Eliana obligingly holds them still and silent.

And the guards go down!

Glint cleans her blades.

"That was neat! Now, to take over the armies..."

Elatra waves a hand at her new undead servants. "Will the sight of these two help, do you think?"

"Hm... Possibly not? Sheo's not really associated with the undead - one of his enemies is - and there's cultural stuff around the treatment of bodies and all. That I'm not sure the Shivering Isles do as much? But it might send the wrong message."

"Fair enough." She crooks a finger and the two fall over as though dead.

"Great! Anything else before our dramatic announcement? Or suggestions for said announcement..."

"Do you think you'll face much opposition?"

"Not sure. There'll be grumbles, and there'll be some attempts to undermine me - but looking too clever to trick is different from looking too powerful to fight."

"Which do you prefer?"

"Too clever. I can take head-on fights, but if enough people try being clever someone's going to succeed."

"Understandable. Hmm." Elatra thinks for a moment. "How much do you already know about these two armies and the people in them? We could identify the most likely sources of discontent and preemptively neutralize them."