<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ccff">Lucian had spent the day talking with the other Masters of Dimir, both from his branch and the assassination branch. It had been a long day, but it was something that had to be done. He had to tell them about Illian, about his obsessive nature that had prompted him to send one of their best agents into his home as a spy. The day had been made longer by these odd feelings he had been getting, feelings he kept tying back to the twins somehow... </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4da6ff">“So you see my fellow Masters, something must be done about Illian Knave. There must be some kind of action taken to prevent this from continuing.”</span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(191, 191, 191)">The group of six Masters he had called together, three from each of the involved branches, shared a look between themselves. This wasn’t the first time that Lucian, or one of the other Masters, had come to the lot of them with what they had started to dub ‘the Illian problem’. Most of them had heard that Castelis was under-cover, but this was the first time they had heard about what that assignment actually was. One of them, a female assassin Master that was normally the mouth of her side, spoke up.</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(128, 128, 128)">“We agree, something must be done. And besides that, due to her disappearance, Illian has a lot to answer for.”</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(191, 191, 191)"> A master from the mages branch looked over at her, shaking his head. </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(128, 128, 128)">“That is if we can find evidence that he had done something to her. She could have just gone underground for a while after getting compromised, we’ve all done that a time or two.”</span>