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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Cerebral Paladin" data-source="post: 3146844" data-attributes="member: 3448">After the meeting, Kit headed to the Archducal Treasury.The Master of the Vault looked her over.  “May I help you?” he asked in an officious, off-putting voice.“Yes.  I need to requisition a device capable of Sending.”“On whose authority and for what purpose?”Kit glared at him.  “I am Dame Katherine of Lyneham, and I need it for the business of the Archduke.”The Master looked at her, thought about what he had heard of Dame Katherine, and decided that he should cooperate.  “You’ll need to fill out these requests.”  He slid a ledger over.Kit swallowed.  She thought she mostly understood what the documents said, but the only thing she was confident about was her own signature.  Still, after a few minutes, the clerk handed her one of the documents.“This is your copy.”  He headed back into a vault and emerged a few minutes later with a small chest that he opened at his desk.  “This bracelet will allow you to create the Sending effect.  Will you be able to return it today?”“Yes, I should.”“Good.  See that you do.” He made another note in the ledger as Kit walked away.She put the bracelet on and concentrated on the Duke of Snatterkaz while holding the linkstone in her other hand.  <<Are you alright?  May have location of Princess.  Use linkstone if safe.  Send back if not.>>After a moment, the linkstone grew warm, and she felt the familiar mental signature of the Duke of Snatterkaz.  <<So pleased to hear from you.  We’ve been pursuing them, deep over the border.  We were nearly captured three or four times, but not quite, and it’s worth the risk.  Are there factions among these damn things?  A group of the huge damn things were about to fall on us, and all of a sudden another group of the small fellows opened fire on them with lightning.>><> Kit sent back.<<Yes, regular-sized, not the huge ones, but with greyish-white fur.>><<Those are about the only ones you can trust.  They are working against the others.>><<Yes, I suspected as much,>> replied Snatterkaz.  <<The search is going less well than we would have hoped.  They have huge slave fields down here.  We captured some of the group that took her, but torture means nothing to them.  We didn’t get anything out of them before they died.>>Kit grimaced at Snatterkaz’s casual reference to torturing the skaven to death.  He was desperate, and they were skaven, but still…  <<We have an idea of where she may be.  We’ve located the site where an evil ritual will take place, and it’s logical that the skaven would have a large base there.  It is the third point in a ritual to raise the Abomination of Shur.>>  She discussed the precise location with Snatterkaz.<<That’s northeast of where we are.  I can move my men in that direction.>><<We can’t guarantee that’s where she is.  But it’s our best lead.>><<It’s better than anything we have to go on.  Thank you.  I will not abandon her, but my knights are thinning out.  I’ve lost about a third of my force.  I will try to keep you informed of our progress more frequently in the future.>>As Snatterkaz broke the connection, Kit “heard” the barest hint of an echo to his thoughts.  Eavesdropping, she thought.  I hope using the linkstone hasn’t given him away…  Unable to do anything more to help, she returned the sending bracelet to the Vault and prepared for one of her less pleasant duties as Mouth:  dinner.</blockquote>

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