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In Which Korvosans Rally & The Dead Envy The Living
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...She makes a surprisingly good point.

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This conversation ends with Salgar Irevotnin teleporting to Nidal, doesn't it.

Really, it's his own fault for being halfway competent.

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Meanwhile, outside the magnificent conference room... 

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Eight words resound in the Vault, untrained ears hear but do not hear them.

Nearly six-thousand eyes blink in unison as the world contracts to a point and expands again.

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To the highly sensitive, greater teleport announces itself with an unechoing staccato note and a flicker of light too quick to properly register.

To the insensitive, the spell presents as a sudden sense of 'hey what was that.' Usually followed by the erroneous conclusion 'it must have been that person who appeared in my peripheral vision or behind me.'

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Guess who's back.

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It's Lord Ornelos!

Everyone, look, it's LORD TOFF ORNELOS!

 

Where have you been?

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Gebbite parade replete with instrumental zombies

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That sounds like a story!

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It's tedious enough schooling that fraction of a fraction of the world's stupid people who are kind enough to pay him for it.

Where's Field Marshall Cressida Kroft? She wanted Toff to put up a magnificent mansion.

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Oh, Kroft isn't Field Marshall anymore. 

Ileosa fired her and appointed a paramour.

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...Ileosa being...?

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The Queen of Korvosa.

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Wait, the little Westcrown Arvanxi?

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And she's, what, appointed a lover to high office while Eodred's body cools?

And none of you did anything about this?

Nine hours. 

Toff Ornelos is gone for nine hours and this is what happens.

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The city's gone to the Abyss while you were away, Lordship.

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He thought Kroft was supposed to keep these things from happening.

Isn't that her job? He's pretty sure that's supposed to be her job.

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Well, not anymore

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Not being the Field Marshall never stopped her before she got the position.

He'd know. She was a fucking busybody. 

Lord Ornelos intends to give her a piece of his mind.

Cressida Kroft had better be bedridden with a single-digit strength score, there is no other excuse he'll accept from her.

Where is she, anyway? 

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She's talking to the Queen in one of those magnificent mansions.

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Toff Ornelos feels an apoplectic rage coming on.

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Cressida Kroft woke him up in the middle of the night to make sure that he prepared that spell.

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Because she couldn't find anyone else to cast it.

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So he did.

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He prepared it.

He gets three seventh-circle spells per day and one of them is mage's magnificent mansion.

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