Human Trafficking: Meztin Edition

[Sanguine415]

News would swiftly be spread on the order of the Major-Domo from Promethea, the timeless synthetic's message sent out to the archipelago by means of letter and post centering at the Waystone. Bulletin boards laden heavy with his courtly speech.

"It appears my legion bares fruit; not one, but two children of the Voice captured in a handful of years. I am merciful naturally, but also a business man at heart. Amaranthis has made many enemies in this land, here's hoping her pockets are deeper than theirs."

Accompanying the postings would appear to be an artist's rendition of Cedira, one of the young spawn of the Voice of Moxtli.

"I will take the best offer for her in the next forty eight hours. Otherwise, well, Borris does need a new chew toy. Simply send a letter to Godfrey with inquiries, and may fortune favor the bold."

[~Aoria-sama~]

x

A Don Docro, Vasilli pyr Docro hears of the news, a subtle smile reaching his face. A space where his left eye once was, now filled with a blackened void of nothingness.

The vile that spills from it, reeks of unpredictability.

A letter is written neatly thereafter.

x

"Ah, what a wonderful way to celebrate my divorce."

. . . .

"Fifty-thousand coin, to start the bid."