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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Cerebral Paladin" data-source="post: 2995431" data-attributes="member: 3448">Kit decided that there were several "downstairs" contacts that she needed to check on.  She first went to the local contact of her agents in the Duchy of Brightspan.  She caught the contact going about his regular job as a clerk in the Archducal palace, and he knuckled his forehead briefly.  "Ma'am?""Have we been receiving regular reports from the contacts in Brightspan?""Not what I'd call regular, ma'am.  Now and again a message'll come in, but it's more a message here, a message there than anything regular-like.  I'm worried our agents aren't sending much back."Kit paused in thought.  Based on what she'd been told in the Duchy of Brightspan, that meant that messages were being lost-- or intercepted-- between the Duchy and Canberry City.  "When was the most recent report?""About four days ago.  Some of the Duke's grandkids have gone missing.  Not the heir or the spare, but the infants of his daughters.  Not recently, neither, but it's been hid well.""When did the children disappear?" asked Kit, as she thought, oh, no, she's using her own grandchildren?"As best as our sources can tell, it'd be about three or five months ago.  Call it the same time as the Archduchess started weakening.""Any signs of what happened to the children, or where they might be?""Not that we've heard.  One of the daughters went insane after losing her child-- they put her away, probably in a convent somewhere, but we don't know for sure.""Thank you for this information.  Let me know immediately if you hear anything more about this.  Were there any other reports?""Just that the Duke hung the bodies of a bunch of skaven from the walls of the castle.""What about Brady?  Has he left the castle?""No, ma'am.  Least, the report didn't say anything about his movin'.""Thank you.""Ma'am." He knuckled his forehead again and nonchalantly walked away as if the meeting had never taken place.Kit's next stop was outside the palace.  She took a turn down the closest dark alley, a few blocks from the palace square.  Almost immediately, a stealthy figure shadowed her, remaining well-concealed but making sure that Kit spotted him.  Kit leaned up against one of the walls of the alley and began casually cleaning her nails with a dagger.  "I'd like to know what our people have heard about the efforts to start a riot during the coronation.""Sure.  Any of our people who work in the poorer parts of town could tell you about that.  But before I get to that, you need to know... there's something bad going on in the sewers.  We suddenly started losing people about forty-eight hours ago, in three places.  Under the palace, under the poor quarter, and under the main market.  I can't tell you what it is that's there, though; none of the people we've sent to look have come back at all.""That matches some other information I've gotten.  I think there is a demon at each place.  Would you be able to lead some church knights to each location?""Well... I can't really say that most of us are very comfortable around the church...""Don't worry, they won't want to know anything about their guides, just where the demon-worshippers are to smite.""Aye, we could do that.  Can't say it'll make people happy.""But I don't think losing people taking short cuts through the sewers makes them very happy, either.""True enough.  Now then... you wanted to know about the people setting up the riot?  Not much to say.  There are some fellows spreading a whole lot of coin around, among the poorer folk.  A silver to throw a stone and create problems.  Also giving out sweets for the small children.""Anyone get a close look at one of these fellows?""Sure enough, but not so they could pick them out without their paint on.  They're dressed up as harlequins, festive as you please, with face-paint and everything.""Could you get me one of the coins they're using?""Sure thing." A glittering silver piece, very old and well handled, sparkled in the air before Kit caught it.  She flipped it over a few times, and noted the unfamiliar face on the front and familiar elven writing upon it, even more unintelligible to her than Common writing."You didn't take their money...""Nah, we're loyal to you, you know that.  But once the coin's in somebody else's pocket... can't let my fingers get clumsy, y'know." He quickly dipped his fingers into a cleverly concealed pouch in his cloak, drew forth a coin, and let it drop back in with out so much as a clink.  Clumsy wasn't a word anyone would use to describe his fingers."Thank you.  I'll be back in touch when we're ready to make the sewers safe, and I'll warn you so anyone who needs to make themselves scarce first can." Kit walked out of the apparently empty alley and hurried back to the palace.</blockquote>

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