>>5995317“Inquisitor Silas, I believe Inquisitor Asher has done a phenomenal job in instructing us what to expect from the Inquisition as well as being instrumental in protecting us during our training. Though, of course, I appreciate any concern for my wellbeing I currently have no such issues. Though might I inquire where this hostility is coming from?” For some reason, this plebian is managing to irritate all the wrong nerves. Asher gives you a rather strange look as the old inquisitor looks amused, Marie however looks like she’s watching a thrilling theater drama.
“A-ah! Your Highness, I am quite certain you can handle yourself, I’d never imply otherwise it’s just you’re with, ah,” He has some very choice words to say about your current mentor but understands that it would currently be unwise to say them, not in front of the man he’s badmouthing and multiple other colleagues. You should pay attention to when Silas no doubt tries to get you allowed to spread amateur noble manipulations and discontent. You’ve seen it all before.
“Well just look at the woman you’re with,” He deflects to Marie, who looks startled being brought into the conversation, “Just look at her skin and face, she doesn’t look to be around here, does she? Looks rather Strange?”
“Marie, show them your card,” Asher nudges the girl. She does so with haste, treating her Inquisital Sanctioned Stranger Card with the utmost respect, holding it with both hands, as she shows it to the other inquisitors and the boatsman.
“Ah, that's-” Inquisitor Silas says before he makes a Tsk sound and broadly remarks, “Of course <span class="mu-i">You</span> would be working with <span class="mu-i">Them</span>,” He has a few more vile words but they’re not said at a volume anyone but himself can hear as he steps down into the boat. For now, he’s been suitably chastised but a man such as him will no doubt fester until hot emotions explode. Perhaps he is nobility? He certainly acts like some of the young nobles you’ve seen at different balls.
Seeing as nobody complains about the backup coming along, and you nod to Inquisitor Abram to step in first, everyone gets situated in the metallic boat. It’s a strange contraption, the likes of which you’ve never seen before, but now more than ever you’re seeing so many things you wouldn’t otherwise. What would the Lorina of a few months ago think should she look at you now? Looking at the Lorina who failed to meet her dreams?
