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Mnemon takes both parchments with a pleased look.
"Either you're very confident or very foolish. Not that it matters. Very well, as per our agreement I give you free reign to do as you please. However you should not expect any aid from me, and you'll have to convince House Ledaal on your own. Can't have them suspecting my involvement."
"Am I free to act in a way that benefits them?"
"If it helps you achieve results, then of course. But don't forget that your priority lies with my house, not theirs."
"Of course."
"Very good. You may take your leave Mnemon Jet. Go and rest up. You need to be in a presentable condition."
"Pardon?"
"I've arranged transport for House Catala to the Isle. We'll officiate your engagement to Ledaal Catala Ena as soon as they arrive."
With an understanding bow Jet took his leave and returned to the estate of his uncle, where he went to his room as swiftly as possible and barred the door as much as he could.
"Alright. Now can you tell me how I am supposed to not die on the spot from this oath you made me swear?"
"Certainly. Place your hand upon your chest... Now repeat after me."
"In the name of the Yozi, I absolve myself of my oath."
Jet's essence surged and on his forehead an inauspicious mark appeared, before the ink that soaked into his being erupted in green flames from his body. But it did not hurt him. Like all children, he too was taught to notice the brands of the Anathema and which meant what. The one he saw on his person in the mirror did not match any of them, but resembled one in the vaguest sense possible. Those known as The Blasphemous bore full golden circles on their forehead, and were the unholy priests of the Anathema who led mortals down the path of damnation. But what he had was not gold. It was a full circle of the purest black, surrounded by a ring of burning green light. Markolab only chuckled at his confusion.
"Let me tell you about Castes. It's like the elemental aspects of your kin, but they denote function and not elemental affinity. Castes have different, fancy names based on what kind of Exalt they are. But simply put there are Warriors, Priests, Sorcerers, Assassins and Diplomats. That last one is yours buddy, and it's called the Fiend Caste. You are Hell's diplomat and carry the authority of the Yozi. The job comes with many perks. Diplomatic immunity in Hell, the Underworld and the Fairy Courts is just one. But the real juicy part is sanctifying oaths in the name of the Yozi... and nullifying similar, divine oaths by transferring them to the Demon Princes, who laugh at such trivial things."
"So... I'm free? Just like that?"
