Rolled 9, 16, 2, 19 = 46 (4d20)
>>5652847>>5652840>>5652836>>5652798>>5652675>>5653499Prince Rufos is the key here, obviously. Kit-kat’s Big Boy’s main squeeze, but she’s got no say in what does or doesn’t happen to her—not really. That comes down to Daddy Dearest Shortly-Dying and her big brothers—one of whom’s already good-as-dead thanks to Iri and Wangy’s double-teaming duplicity. That just leaves stupid, treasonous, ectoplasm-tainted little Rufos, sad second son, to stand in their way. If Irinnile can just reactivate the itty bitty bit o’ demon buried in his shriveled little crab-apple heart, she’ll RUN this town from top to bottom in no time flat!
And leaving him alone, after he went and counter-backstabbed them? Uh uh. Iri don't play that shit. Besides, he knows too much, and he's clearly not as willing to play ball as they thought. Ekaterine's safe, but NOBODY'S safe with that shifty little shit doing his own thing.
So she slinks into shadows, still hefting the luckily0lithe frame of the elven spellcaster, and shifts into camo-mode to go on prince-patrol.
