Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-37523810-20200902021226/@comment-37523810-20200903061915

“There have been several reports of Mistlander naval forces escorting convoy ships across the North Sea to and from their continent. I’ve dispatched a portion of the armada to act as a blockade for certain trade routes, but after the battle in Tamane-Jaiang, they may think twice about trying another naval battle.” Tully responded.

As Mayumi and Yuna taught Beatrice how to make Eastern Tea, Shira was busy helping Kyoko with her legs. Now almost six months old, the little Jorou-Gumo had been developing in her infancy, and was trying to learn how to crawl with her legs. However, all she managed to be able to do for now was scoot along the ground by dragging her abdomen forward with her arms and front two legs. Over their time traveling, Mayumi had been teaching Shira how to care for a child. According to Mayumi, the young Shirohebi would need to know how to properly raise and nurture children, and even if Orderite code would prohibit her from having offspring, childcare for Mamono might be the only occupation that wouldn’t be severely affected by the invaders’ restrictions, as most human converts wouldn’t dare associate with caring for young monsters. Shira looked up from where she was laying next to Kyoko and smiled. “I’m doing well, Arch Magus. And yourself?”

The delegates had rented out an entire inn with the funds they received from Zipanguan sympathizers and subregional governments, essentially turning a tavern into their own private headquarters. This gave each of them their own room to sleep in, and the best ones at that. While the inn still served patrons at its barkeep and restaurant, this was only a front to stay more secure. In the back rooms and areas for “employees only”, desks and tables were organized with maps, charters, ledgers, manifests, letters, and documents of all types. This was were Alleria worked, sending and receiving status reports to and from Cyrzure Isle, as well as many major subregions in Zipangu. She happily volunteered to commit to the paperwork and documentation of their work, leaving the others to do more of the active field work of the mission. When Ainyl woke up, she found a little note on the nightstand next to her bed, reading: “Your last task today is to meet with our Master of Whisperers near the apothecary shop a few blocks away. After that, you should take a break, you’ve earned it! —Alleria”

While the dragon zombie wasn’t particularly a threat, she was still a slight nuisance. The was mostly due to the fact that she just enters Fayard’s tent through a portal without any notice and then making herself at home for an hour before abruptly leaving thereafter. Perhaps she wasn’t deliberately trying to annoy Fayard or make him feel uneasy, though there was a sense of anxiety if things ever got too quiet, with him suspecting that she could wake in on him at any time. A soldier called to Fayard from outside of his tent. “Captain Fayard, are you busy, sir?”