Creative Intent

Oath’s comment on The Syndicate’s choice of decor earned a flick of a large ear, and nothing more. Zagan didn’t feel the need to dwell on the topic much longer- the corpses served as a message to all that approached their border- a warning to tread very carefully.

Switching gears, Oath explained the purpose behind the decorated basin. Zagan’s gaze shifted toward the item, his body leaning forward in interest, as he inspected it more closely. Two bowls put together, with pieces of sea glass pressed into each one. He’d molded it, decorated it, and placed it beside the fire to harden. Zagan was taking mental notes- maybe he’d make one for his altar when he returned to the North.

Turning back to Oath, Zagan absorbed the information- each sentence creating a new thread in his mind- pieces of a puzzle that were slowly coming together. He’d never heard of Obscura, or its leader, Scylla- but she was holed up in a beautiful territory- a place with waterfalls and scenic views. “I see.” He mused aloud, focusing on the diplomatic information more than anything else. “I’ve never heard of her before.” He admits. “But perhaps I’ll send our diplomat her way.” He was musing aloud more than anything.

With the sun far below the horizon, the last vestiges of sunlight were gone now. The world around them was morphing into shadows- and with it, was a newfound sense of urgency. Zagan needed to get going. It was a far journey back to the North.

Rising to his paws, Zagan shakes his pelt and releases some of the tension in his legs- his front end bowing down, his claws unsheathing and clawing at the earth in cat-like motions. “If we ever meet again, Oath Morningstar,” He says, pulling himself back up. “I hope you’ll have a basin for me as well.” The corners of his lips pulled into a tight, sly smirk- the undercurrent of his words hinting at something darker. Once he became the next Saxe Sultan, perhaps a gift would keep him at bay.

With a slow, deliberate movement, Zagan turned away from Oath, stepping further into the shadows, until he was gone.

-exit-

"Zagan Saxe"