>>5242137“And don’t worry,” you tell her, “the matter of the Tower iss… Dealt with.”
Zi is immediately wary.
“THAT sounds like you did some more reckless shit,” she comments, frank as always.
“You’ll sssee,” you say, with a smirk. “But I’ll trusst that you will ssay nothing.”
“Obviously,” she scoffs. “I’m a gobbo, not a rat.”
You ruffle her hair and, with a parting kiss, you meet your two pact-bound human acolytes at forest’s edge. To them, you bequeath the Vaz baby.
“…Uh, what is this?” asks the female of the pair, a little alarmed.
“A human infant,” you say, succinctly. “I thought it wass obviouss.”
The male elbows her, and she clarifies—or backpedals, perhaps.
“R-right,” she says. “And we’re supposed to…?”
You look at your cousin who, while disoriented and upset by yet another shift in caregivers, is easily appeased with a bit of goblin-donated porridge (you don’t’ ask after the ingredients) and a light touch of mesmeric influence. She coos, settling into sleep with a full stomach.
“Keep her ssafe,” you say. “Take her to Henzler. She will take it from there”
“What’s her name?” the male human asks.
What do you name the child?
>Izirina>Miriam>Shira>Mina>Write-in>”I don’t know, or care. Let one of you humans figure ssomething out.”“And… What about you?” the female asks.
>”I’m coming with you—I’m done in Hawksssong, for now.”>”I will be sstaying. I have other mattersss to attend to…”>>Such as a visit to The Pretty Kitty, to make a business proposal and maybe to work a shift on the stage>>Such as a visit to Edwin of Engel, now that the danger has passed>>Such as a meeting with The Incubus, to discuss the future of this city, and who shall control it>>Such as a new outfit, courtesy of Agatha Johan>Write-in 