>>5234931“It’s strange,” she says. “I’ve been here for decades now… Played this role. I think I may actually miss it, at least for a time. I don’t like them when they grow up, but humans are actually quite endearing, when they are young.”
You feel something of her pain—how could you not, given how many attachments you have formed in your time here?
“Is there any other option, Senior Infiltrator?” you ask.
Albacete considers it.
“None that you haven’t already considered,” she surmises. “We could attempt to kill or obfuscate the Archmage, or to steal or destroy the glasses. Otherwise, I can leave the city alone…”
“…Or with all other operatives who can be connected back to you, for maximum security.”
“If we ALL go missing, however, we’ll have no eyes or ears in this city any longer,” Albacete points out. “It will also be more suspicious than merely MY disappearance. They’ll have no Reptilian Infiltrator to torture or magically probe for information, nor any way to fully confirm our existence, but they’ll know SOMETHING was afoot.”
“Better that they be suspicious than certain,” you reply.
Albacete says nothing for a moment, then looks up from her tea again.
“You are better informed of the developments than I am… More enmeshed in the mission as it now stands.”
It’s your call, then. What do you do?
>Split up and alert each Reptilian Infiltrator in Hawksong that it is time to go>Alert the Reptilian agents to lay low, but to remain in the city and to keep up their covers>Set a trap for the Inquisition here, to take them out when they come for Albacete>Take Albacete, the most valuable asset in Hawksong, and abandon the city for the farmlands>Write-in 