" I take it you don't have much confidence in the Wyld Hunt, then, Cynis Talia?" Cathak Kecis walks in quietly, his red jade armor quietly gleaming in the air. " I assure you, you're not being sent on any suicide missions. There are those of you who have, for reasons I'm sure you should know yourself, been determined to be more fit helping against the enroaching threat of Anathema than stuck in the morass of political madness that is currently taking place here. As none of you seemed to be aiming for the Scarlet Throne, this shouldn't be too much of a damper on your political machinations. You're being sent into the River Country, as... Freelance agents, shall we say. If we have any particular threats there that we need a quick, surgical strike on- You are likely to get the job. I admit, you will be going up against Anathema. They are vastly more deadly than you are. But they do not have the Realm, and the Dragon-Blooded Dynasty backing them. We will do our best to requisition you any equipment you need to do a decent job, and you are allowed to take command of up to a Fang of troops." He seems to have ignored the actions taking place between Talia and Kalinda.<br/><br/>One of them's a House Cynis, after all.