Pushing the Sky!

[baka]

"What are you doing working with the Cabal?" Fitz mutters, not expecting the lackey to know anyway.

Fitz catches the phone (just) and looks at it. "Jared's a swordsman, he was in some trouble earlier. I helped him out..."

"How did recruiting him go?" asked Fitz, ignoring the ringing.

[Carthrat]

"It was.. a worktrade," says Clive. "We got one of their mages. They got me. Jared.. I don't know," he mumbles.

[baka]

Fitz gives the guy a withering look as he hits the answer button on the phone.

"Hello?" he says curtly.

[Dracos]

"Trade, huh?  With who?"

Dracos

[Carthrat]

Clive gives Cosgrove a weird look. "With the Cabal, of course. It's not like we gave them a choice, but we needed their numbers and libraries.

It's mostly set up. Mystrix will be pleased."

[Dracos]

"Who is the cabal trading with?"

Dracos

[Carthrat]

Clive blinks, again.

"Us, of course! We Clerics of Mystrix!"

Meanwhile, a nervous-sounding Jared answers the phone...

"Uh, is this.. Clive?" he asks.

[Dracos]

"You know, you should stop assuming everyone pays attention to the petty bickerings of a bunch of mages.  You religious cults are all the same.  No keeping an eye on the ground in front of you.  Anyhow, where do you guys hang out?  The clerics of Mystrex?"

Dracos

[baka]

"No." replies Fitz. "What have you been up to with the Mystrix, Jared? Anything to do with those things chasing you?"

[Carthrat]

"Fitz? Oh..." replies Jared, sounding tired. "Yes. In a manner of speaking... are you working with them, too?"

"Not on this island," replies Clive. "I'm an emissary, remember? We don't have holdings in the UK!"

[Dracos]

"Well, now I know where you don't hang out.  That's not really that helpful, is it, Clive?"

Dracos

[Carthrat]

"The Cabalists hole out in a club," replies Clive. "Downtown Edinburgh. The Blue Room.

You won't get in, though. They've got the place so rigged up with divinations that they'll catch your sword," he comments.

[Dracos]

"That's nice...but not what I was wondering about." Cosgrove mentally noted the place.  "You said your group isn't in the UK.  Where are they?"

Dracos

[baka]

"No, Jared, I'm not with them. My people and their people don't get on." Fitz replies darkly. "What've you been doing for them that got you in trouble?"

[Carthrat]

"I don't know if I can tell you over the phone," replies Jared. "Why on earth did you answer?"

Clive blinks. "We have many holdings," he replies, nodding. "Indoensia, Africa, anywhere in the middle-east, south america..."