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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Cerebral Paladin" data-source="post: 2851203" data-attributes="member: 3448">Mother Honore stepped forward. "We think they may have also infiltrated the priesthood. Do you know anything about their agents within the temple?" "They have corrupted several of your sun priests. Using their most extreme methods, they corrupted a Father Giorgio, I do not know the rest of his name. He is now assigned to a chapel in the summer palace, the Palace of Winds, having just arrived from the Holy See. They also changed a priest from near Caldra, who they transferred to the Bishop's entourage and then to the temple of Glor'diadel, Lord of the Fields. He has several gutterrunners with him. They may also have corrupted the Mother-Superior of the Order of the Blessed Hope, but I am not certain." Mother Honore nodded. The priest from Lord of the Fields must have sent some of his gutterrunners after them; apparently, he did not believe her explanation as well as she thought. But the Mother-Superior of the Order of the Blessed Hope, a huge order of nuns throughout southern Drucien, was perhaps the most worrisome possibility. The Order has twelve chapter-houses, but its center is in Canberry City itself. "How can we contact you if we have further questions or need to get you a message?" Kit asked. "I'd rather not rely on your agent being able to find us." "I will send a messenger with you. Come here, Cheechree." The skaven elder grasped a small young skaven as he approached and began pushing and pulling on the youngsters body, bending and changing it. When he was finished, Cheechree looked like a small dog rather than a ratman. "He will always be able to find us with a message. But you should keep the messages short-- not longer than six or seven words. His mind will be more like a dog's and less like a skaven, and I am not sending one of the brightest of the younglings." The small dog scampered over to Jet, wagging its tail and panting enthusiastically. Jet rubbed his head. "You'll have a good time in the kitchen with me. Plenty of bones for you." The former ratman just wagged his tail further, and licked Jet's hand enthusiastically. "Thank you for your assistance." Dame Brionna said to the skaven leader. The skaven leader gestured with his head towards where Alistair stood invisible. "Thank your lord for dealing with us. We feared that you would simply attack when you knew of our location, but we needed to take the chance. War with your country poses too much threat to our survival, especially now that we finally have a land with enough food to feed our young."</blockquote>

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