Guilding

[Anastasia]

Jarem's in an office he's commandeered, reading a scroll. "Yes?" He looks up from it, "What is it?"

[Iron Dragoon]

"I'm thinking of putting together a group to go to Celestia and enjoy the festival. A working vacation, so-to-speak. I want to get some advice on how to deal with Malcanthet."

[Anastasia]

"Oh, that's easy," Jarem goes back to his scroll, "What you do is strip naked, come over to her and..." Chuckling, "Seriously though, do you care about insulting her at all? How do you want to play it?"

[Iron Dragoon]

"I'd rather not insult her. I imagine she's going to be unhappy with how long I've put her off already, but one less deity after my head is a good thing."

[Anastasia]

"Be polite, talk a good game and don't promise anything. Let her understand you're politely uninterested, in a way that she can't openly call out. Malcanthet knows how the game is played and knows how to handle a soft rejection. She may hate you for it anyway, but she'll have no overt cause against you." Jarem says, putting down his scroll. "Giving her respect will at least soothe her ego, rather than some mortal bumpkin insulting her and treating her like a common succubus. As disagreeable as it is, she sits atop the Razor Throne and demands the respect a Queen is due."

[Iron Dragoon]

"Seems the standard for most deities. I might do some research into some sort of gift to her, as well. Nothing binding or overt, small but enough to save face."

[Anastasia]

"Good idea," Jarem says, "Flattery can get you somewhere." Kicking back now, "Also, I suggest not involving Emily. I've heard through the grapevine of reports that Seira's primary ally has poor relations with Malcanthet. It may be best to avoid any possible incident there, Queen."

[Iron Dragoon]

"Indeed. Still, it's something for a bit later. Small security team for a trip to Celestia. I'm going to see if any of the council want to go."

[Anastasia]

"Celestia, eh?" Jarem says, "Any particular reason?"

[Iron Dragoon]

"Festival is going on of some sort. Figure why not take part in it. It's sure to lift some spirits."

[Anastasia]

"I heard - Chronias is bright. Think less a festival and more a religious rapture," Jarem scratches his chin before going on, "I don't know about all of that, but I do know that anything about Chronias is a Big Deal, uppercase letters included. You ask any archon and they'll tell you it's the ultimate fate of everything."

[Iron Dragoon]

"Still, it'll be a decent get away, I think. Spirits need lifting, and it'll give Emily a chance to get the agent in here."

[Anastasia]

"Sure," Jarem nods, "The Red Knight has a few embassies in Mertion, Empyrea to be precise. If you're going that way, I can write you a letter of introduction and they'll give you some aid and information."

[Iron Dragoon]

"Sounds good. I'll go talk to the council."

[Anastasia]

Okay, do you have anyone in mind or just seeing if you can get someone to tag along?