Gothaven, East Jydsken
From Cantignia they came to East Jydsken. A company of drafted infantry recently finished in training to establish an office with the former leader of the entire Order, Aelis Pherson, who made the sign of the cross and gifted a Bible written in Nievish and to the particularities read and spoken in Jydsken to the hosts afforded to them.
"We are so very sorry that Engwahlian may be our common tongue this morn'," Aelis confessed, "might we find better ways to speak, none Austwegian, none Engwahlian, none jackals nor snakes . . Give us rest from our journey from across this world, won't you? Tomorrow we will find words common, mark me, our walk together in Christ's vision draws so dearly near!"
In the mad-woman's tow were three Neighbors, agents of the Thaumantic intelligence service who were designated as Kingkillers. Behind them were entirely normal young men and women wondering why and worrying at the shiver of leaving this plane climate controlled for Cantignia unto Jydsken.
While Gutarike had been handled with roughness this situation was far more delicate. Neither by bullet or bullying could the Communal Order perform a Sveasund operation here or in Charlottelund. They were one company and would be the only Thaumantican representation until a deep understanding was established with the East Jydsken Commune as to what the Junta desired and could achieve.
From Cantignia they came to East Jydsken. A company of drafted infantry recently finished in training to establish an office with the former leader of the entire Order, Aelis Pherson, who made the sign of the cross and gifted a Bible written in Nievish and to the particularities read and spoken in Jydsken to the hosts afforded to them.
"We are so very sorry that Engwahlian may be our common tongue this morn'," Aelis confessed, "might we find better ways to speak, none Austwegian, none Engwahlian, none jackals nor snakes . . Give us rest from our journey from across this world, won't you? Tomorrow we will find words common, mark me, our walk together in Christ's vision draws so dearly near!"
In the mad-woman's tow were three Neighbors, agents of the Thaumantic intelligence service who were designated as Kingkillers. Behind them were entirely normal young men and women wondering why and worrying at the shiver of leaving this plane climate controlled for Cantignia unto Jydsken.
While Gutarike had been handled with roughness this situation was far more delicate. Neither by bullet or bullying could the Communal Order perform a Sveasund operation here or in Charlottelund. They were one company and would be the only Thaumantican representation until a deep understanding was established with the East Jydsken Commune as to what the Junta desired and could achieve.