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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Cerebral Paladin" data-source="post: 3343782" data-attributes="member: 3448">A few minutes later, the chief herald presented himself.  “A most unusual insignia, most unusual.  I have never seen it outside the books, but its meaning could not be clearer.  The delegation is led by the Chief Engineer of the Seachen Empire.”“The Chief Engineer?  Is that an important official within their Empire?”“It’s hard to say, Dame Brionna; we know so little about the Seachen’s inner workings.  Chief Engineer is a holy position; the primary duties are expanding and building the necropolis of the dead gods.  But it has no military power, and the Chief Engineer herself is frequently a bard or warrior without significant magical ability.  So I would say that it is a meaningful position, but not one of the highest.”“Should we be insulted, then, that she is leading the expedition?”“Oh, no, I shouldn’t think so.  They usually send no one to anything.  We should perhaps be honored that they deigned to recognize our coronation at all.”  He thought for a moment.  “She may have reached this decision on her own.  We know nothing about this Chief Engineer, except that she executed her mother by dropping her down a mountain--after overthrowing her, of course.”“Hmm.  I’ll discuss the matter with the full Council.”* * *Kit returned to Alistair’s chambers.“Is Lucas going to live?” asked Alistair anxiously.“Yes, although he won’t be awake until tomorrow.”  Kit described her strange experience with her agent.“Long robes, covering the whole head and two feet below the face, no visible skin, three fingered hands… and powerful psionic abilities,” Alistair said thoughtfully and a little increduously.  “You have an illithid working as a spy?”Kit’s eyes widened.  Unlike Alistair, she had never seen an illithid or even pictures of them in books, but it did fit the frightening stories she had heard as a child.  “I guess so?  Two, really…”“They must be renegades, of course, and presumably these ones don’t eat human brains… but still.”“As soon as I have a moment, I’m going to make a point of figuring out all of the strange things that I have working for me,” Kit said resolutely.“That seems wise.”“And I need to find a better use for the illithid.  Not so subtle at following people.”“True.  But they’re probably great at passive intelligence-- get them into position, let them read minds.”“Huh.  Good point…”</blockquote>

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