HOW MUCH I HATE THE COMPLACENT [GOLDLIGHT'S DEMANDS TO GLOOMLIGHT]

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The previous message is rescinded.
For what purpose this is done is more than readily apparent by the shadowflame-and-crystal-pocked Aether-crater in the middle of the Martyrs' Vigil square, but a pace or two away from the Keep.
Though no blood was shed, a consensus was made, and the two conflicting parties-- Oracle and Knight-Commander each-- were seen briefly shaking each others' hands.

If it's for pleasantries or a genuine effort is still to be discerned.

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"I still have yet to see progress, but my intel was faulty, and our mutual communication was dogshit.
Happens. Sucks, but it happens.

I still want to see progress, and I want to be kept in the loop.
Witches and warlocks are walking information hazards to even keep around, let alone collar for later scrutiny.
But, you did kill Lucky Luciano. You did kill Ybiet. And we've got a ways to go to fix this mess we made for each other.

Business is business. Just know that I'm not the man that built this place, or half of him, really.
Nowhere near as flawless as he was. That's more than damn apparent.

Consider my last statements null and void. This one's what the people should see.
I'm leaving the last one up for posterity, so people know what a bad reaction looks like.

Just know that I'm still watching."

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After tensions flare, it appears that the impending threat of war if demands were not met has been averted almost as quickly as they manifested.
The alliance still lays uncertain, and things may never be the same, but at least some understanding is had amidst the chaos.