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My Master's also looking for a Servant pairing if anyone's interested.
Right, it took me a while to come up with a response, but I've done the best I can.
I have completed a Servant that is ready to be paired.
Wolong was pleased by the Inn despite the fact that it wasn't one he was familiar with, not that he was one to go drinking or carousing about the city in his off hours when there were more relaxing or scholarly pursuits to be had, but it was pleasing nonetheless. In fact the slightly isolated nature of it made it seem more removed from the hustle and bustle of the campaign. The happy sounds of drinking and revelry were familiar enough from his time as a field commander however and despite the dreariness of the weather he couldn't help but smile at the memories such things brought to mind. Happier times of victories gone by when he'd still been young and void of any ambitions other than a desire to bring honor to his family and city and make sure that as many of the soldiers under his command got home as possible.
The warm greeting Jalek got from her Night Hunters as they stepped inside was likewise an event to warm his heart if ever there was one. It was good that she was respected, perhaps even loved by the forces under her command. People fought harder for a superior like that, followed orders more readily and took greater risks. Wolong had seen it himself from his own men back in the Qaylu Confederacy, though at that thought the moment tinged itself with bitterness. Perhaps if his soldiers had loved him and his victories a little less...
But now was no longer the time for idle speculation and daydreaming. Especially since Selena Jalek seemed to have grim news to share with both himself and her Night Hunters. As Wolong listened in he began to feel sickened and pained and saw his own feelings mirrored and magnified on the faces of the men and women around him. Unlike them however, Wolong quickly sealed those feelings up in a box of cold hard logic and began calculating the effects this would have on their overall efforts. The slaughter of their recruitment and propaganda teams within Tolos was obviously an intentional message to any would be defectors to Oromis' side: to join with the Hamrock Isles is a death sentence and anyone thinking of doing so along with collaborators would be wiped out. Immediately speaking this would certainly achieve their desired effect. With their team out of commission and people frightened of death and crippling disfigurement recruitment of any kind in Tolos would drop significantly. However if they could turn the situation on its' head, perhaps emphasize how afraid the government of Tolos must be of a few defectors in order to carry out such sweeping butchery, how martyrs to the cause would be greatly rewarded as their deaths' directly served Oromis himself...
Before he could finish the thought someone interrupted him with a note they were supposed to deliver. Wolong took a moment to mentally sigh over the fact that people still insisted on referring to him a 'General' Wolong despite his refusal to adopt a formal military rank, however he immediately took notice of the fact that the messenger was not one of his own, but instead a completely unfamiliar face wearing the bright red sash of a press-ganged convict. Moreover as he snatched and read the note he quickly realized that it was written in a cipher that was not of his own devising, nor in fact any cipher that he knew. No one under his command or in his immediate council would have cause to use a a convict for a messenger when there were other official messengers about and even if a situation demanded one be used there was no reason he could think of that would require the use of a cipher with which he was completely unfamiliar, but the fact that the messenger had specifically said it was addressed to him eliminated any possibility of a mistaken delivery. That left only a very small number of possibilities in Wolong's mind regarding this message, all of which lead to only a few conclusions about the messenger himself.
Wolong smiled politely and tucked the message into his sleeve as he rose to face the alleged convict and messenger, his face warm and otherwise completely impassive though all the while he kept himself ready to counter any sudden movements by the unknown man.
"So, convict. For whom are you spying?"
The warm greeting Jalek got from her Night Hunters as they stepped inside was likewise an event to warm his heart if ever there was one. It was good that she was respected, perhaps even loved by the forces under her command. People fought harder for a superior like that, followed orders more readily and took greater risks. Wolong had seen it himself from his own men back in the Qaylu Confederacy, though at that thought the moment tinged itself with bitterness. Perhaps if his soldiers had loved him and his victories a little less...
But now was no longer the time for idle speculation and daydreaming. Especially since Selena Jalek seemed to have grim news to share with both himself and her Night Hunters. As Wolong listened in he began to feel sickened and pained and saw his own feelings mirrored and magnified on the faces of the men and women around him. Unlike them however, Wolong quickly sealed those feelings up in a box of cold hard logic and began calculating the effects this would have on their overall efforts. The slaughter of their recruitment and propaganda teams within Tolos was obviously an intentional message to any would be defectors to Oromis' side: to join with the Hamrock Isles is a death sentence and anyone thinking of doing so along with collaborators would be wiped out. Immediately speaking this would certainly achieve their desired effect. With their team out of commission and people frightened of death and crippling disfigurement recruitment of any kind in Tolos would drop significantly. However if they could turn the situation on its' head, perhaps emphasize how afraid the government of Tolos must be of a few defectors in order to carry out such sweeping butchery, how martyrs to the cause would be greatly rewarded as their deaths' directly served Oromis himself...
Before he could finish the thought someone interrupted him with a note they were supposed to deliver. Wolong took a moment to mentally sigh over the fact that people still insisted on referring to him a 'General' Wolong despite his refusal to adopt a formal military rank, however he immediately took notice of the fact that the messenger was not one of his own, but instead a completely unfamiliar face wearing the bright red sash of a press-ganged convict. Moreover as he snatched and read the note he quickly realized that it was written in a cipher that was not of his own devising, nor in fact any cipher that he knew. No one under his command or in his immediate council would have cause to use a a convict for a messenger when there were other official messengers about and even if a situation demanded one be used there was no reason he could think of that would require the use of a cipher with which he was completely unfamiliar, but the fact that the messenger had specifically said it was addressed to him eliminated any possibility of a mistaken delivery. That left only a very small number of possibilities in Wolong's mind regarding this message, all of which lead to only a few conclusions about the messenger himself.
Wolong smiled politely and tucked the message into his sleeve as he rose to face the alleged convict and messenger, his face warm and otherwise completely impassive though all the while he kept himself ready to counter any sudden movements by the unknown man.
"So, convict. For whom are you spying?"
Right that's my post, lemme know if I've forgotten anything! I've been wondering, what is Wolong's official position? Other characters have referred to him as a General, and he was one (among other things) back in the Qaylu Confederacy, but I'm not sure if he has an actual military rank under Oromis or he's just one of the primary tacticians/advisers. Also hello to @H3x's Spymaster! Wolong will have to get to know you quite well considering his backstory involves having his old life destroyed due to not paying enough interest to the intrigue side of things and he's rather taken the lesson to heart!
Chuko Wolong was, perhaps sadly, not a man who had been hugged very often, certainly not since he had been banished from his homelands at any rate . Thus he was more than a little surprised when Captain Jalek of the Night Hunters put an arm around him and General Astra and asked them both if they'd like to meet her troops. Once he'd processed that her impromptu embrace was not in fact an unexpected assassination attempt-the worst kind in his opinion- he broke into a rather genuine smile.
"In fact I'd been hoping for exactly that sort of opportunity, Captain Jalek! referring to both acquainting himself with the Hunters and getting out of the chill "Just let me send off a few notes to begin preparations for the upcoming campaign and I'll be right with you!"
It took Wolong only a few minutes or so to find runners to deliver the messages he'd prepared during the meeting to the officers in charge of logistics and supplies for their pending invasion as well as briefing statements on the general strategy of their organized baiting and retreat effort to his alleged subordinates. Adjustments had been made of course and both sets of orders had been written in something of a cipher that the top lieutenants would have access to before passing them along piecemeal to form a whole. Wolong had no doubt that there might be spies waiting to crack open the mystery of just what Oromis was up to but with only relevant bits and pieces of plans, supply orders and movements to work with unless they turned a source near the highest levels would-be betrayers would have one more obstacle to thwarting his master even before they left the Isles. True enough, such a system could leave their forces vulnerable to confusion or frustration especially if there was a break in the chain-of-command, but when done right each man knew just enough to improvise success in such an emergency or else new officers could be briefed, and combined with strict discipline and faith in their God-King the whole thing tended to run smoothly.
Once the troops he was aiding Oromis in overseeing had their orders and he'd seen to the beginnings of what was likely to be a tricky and long coordination effort, he more than happily rejoined Captain Jalek and fell into the easy rhythms of small-talk and banter. Initially he split his attention between friendly discussion, ideas for a new type of crossbow mechanism he had been tinkering with for a few days and a mental review of the geography of the Estruscan coastline. But the earnest Night Hunter's stories and unusual experiences began to draw him in almost completely, especially the fact that she'd apparently had the rare and dubious honor of visiting the Qaylu Confederacy! Wolong soon found himself chatting amicably with his full attention, though he had to fight back an unusual amount of emotion when discussing his past in order to maintain the proper amount of clear-headedness. Instead he focused on the lighter aspects of life among the Qaylu, the bustle of the Citadel populations, stories of intrigue and daring between the forces of this and that Citadel Lord, the peaceful pastoral lives of the sheepherder folks they were allegedly sworn to protect and the like. Her tales of other foreign lands and their current home of the Isles alike were likewise lively and he found the conversation to be more than enjoyable.
The mood changed rather abruptly with the arrival of a masked messenger and it was rather instantly apparent that something dark and unusual was afoot. Captain Jalek's distressed request that he come along for 'operational reasons' could hardly be refused given the obvious and sudden seriousness of the situation so he gladly assented.
When they arrived at the front gate, Wolong was slightly surprised to see that General Astra had sent a subordinate in her place. To be sure the mercenary general was a busy woman, but Captain Jalek would be working quite closely with her in the field and it seemed to him that not taking a chance to personally learn about her assets was something of a mistake. Still, he followed along without more than a polite bow to the disheveled looking Captain Elias.
"In fact I'd been hoping for exactly that sort of opportunity, Captain Jalek! referring to both acquainting himself with the Hunters and getting out of the chill "Just let me send off a few notes to begin preparations for the upcoming campaign and I'll be right with you!"
It took Wolong only a few minutes or so to find runners to deliver the messages he'd prepared during the meeting to the officers in charge of logistics and supplies for their pending invasion as well as briefing statements on the general strategy of their organized baiting and retreat effort to his alleged subordinates. Adjustments had been made of course and both sets of orders had been written in something of a cipher that the top lieutenants would have access to before passing them along piecemeal to form a whole. Wolong had no doubt that there might be spies waiting to crack open the mystery of just what Oromis was up to but with only relevant bits and pieces of plans, supply orders and movements to work with unless they turned a source near the highest levels would-be betrayers would have one more obstacle to thwarting his master even before they left the Isles. True enough, such a system could leave their forces vulnerable to confusion or frustration especially if there was a break in the chain-of-command, but when done right each man knew just enough to improvise success in such an emergency or else new officers could be briefed, and combined with strict discipline and faith in their God-King the whole thing tended to run smoothly.
Once the troops he was aiding Oromis in overseeing had their orders and he'd seen to the beginnings of what was likely to be a tricky and long coordination effort, he more than happily rejoined Captain Jalek and fell into the easy rhythms of small-talk and banter. Initially he split his attention between friendly discussion, ideas for a new type of crossbow mechanism he had been tinkering with for a few days and a mental review of the geography of the Estruscan coastline. But the earnest Night Hunter's stories and unusual experiences began to draw him in almost completely, especially the fact that she'd apparently had the rare and dubious honor of visiting the Qaylu Confederacy! Wolong soon found himself chatting amicably with his full attention, though he had to fight back an unusual amount of emotion when discussing his past in order to maintain the proper amount of clear-headedness. Instead he focused on the lighter aspects of life among the Qaylu, the bustle of the Citadel populations, stories of intrigue and daring between the forces of this and that Citadel Lord, the peaceful pastoral lives of the sheepherder folks they were allegedly sworn to protect and the like. Her tales of other foreign lands and their current home of the Isles alike were likewise lively and he found the conversation to be more than enjoyable.
The mood changed rather abruptly with the arrival of a masked messenger and it was rather instantly apparent that something dark and unusual was afoot. Captain Jalek's distressed request that he come along for 'operational reasons' could hardly be refused given the obvious and sudden seriousness of the situation so he gladly assented.
When they arrived at the front gate, Wolong was slightly surprised to see that General Astra had sent a subordinate in her place. To be sure the mercenary general was a busy woman, but Captain Jalek would be working quite closely with her in the field and it seemed to him that not taking a chance to personally learn about her assets was something of a mistake. Still, he followed along without more than a polite bow to the disheveled looking Captain Elias.
It worked, just a little delayed
Sorry I've been MIA for some time. Family business suddenly popped up and I've been busy dealing with a lot of that but that should change shortly. Yes, Wolong belongs to me and unless Oromis or one of the others detains him for some reason he probably actually will go along with Selena since he's been invited and he already resolved that he'd have to get to know her better since she's the leader of their main unconventional warfare force.
If it's more convenient for H3x for him not to have gone I guess we could work something out and he can have gone to do...something. Potentially campaign preparations or just working on his own studies/inventions/stuff.
If it's more convenient for H3x for him not to have gone I guess we could work something out and he can have gone to do...something. Potentially campaign preparations or just working on his own studies/inventions/stuff.
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