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[Scar]

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As the search for Lady Temptation continued, Scar did not forget that he remained in the service of Magnate Isk. Although unable to attend the first meeting of the Britannian Protectorate with him, Scar nevertheless got word that his employer had been chosen Chancellor. He went to congratulate him...

...and found him in less than ideal spirits.

Not one given to unsought inquisitiveness, Scar merely conveyed his praise and admiration. "They chose well, Sire. I think you would have done well as Governor-Regent also."

Isk turned his porcelain-masked face towards him. “I hope my mind was in the right place.”

"Sire, I have been noticing for some time now that the state of your health is... well... deteriorating. I know you suffer greatly from the loss of the city, and no doubt from your family's absence, but things shall get better. You have a great opportunity to rebuild Magincia as you would have it---literally from the ground up. Its new citizens could be those of your choosing; those you permit to live and work here---humans only. Isn't that your dream?"

“That would be the ideal situation,” Isk replied, “But right now I feel that we must walk a tight rope with Tarothin and the new Protectorate. Magincia is in an uncomfortable place politically; we have no power. We need the Protectorate and the resources they can provide, but we do not need the might of the Armun to come down upon us.” Isk’s hands shook as he glanced back to the sea of rubble before him.

"Yet this is an opportunity. Let us take to the task m'lord. I will detain any foreigners who enter here, any non-humans. We can begin to rebuild this once more as *the* center of Sosaria's human culture and dignity. The Hand of Humanis may rise yet again."

“Very well. Detain any non-humans that you see. It is best that what ever happens here be private until our stance in world politics becomes clearer.”