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The oceans of this current Shadow were breezy but relatively calm, thanks to the constant seeking in Shadow by both Siobhan and Vivianna. The Southern Fleet proudly flew their flags high in the sun, proclaiming themselves as sons and daughters of Amber. Beneath each flag, a smaller flag flew with the symbols of Vivianna declared. Even now the crew of each ship had been addressing her as their Queen and loudly pledged their allegiance to her. They were hopeful for a new day under their beloved leader, whose amazing tactical genius had saved nearly all their lives in the last war against Chaos. Very few, if any, suspected her of any collusion with the forces of the Logrus.
Vivianna sat in her lavish room on board the fleet's flagship. Dining with her was her half-sister and child hood friend, Siobhan. This was a woman who genuinely respected Vivianna, and though there was a small amount of hero worship for Vivi's general brilliance, Siobhan managed to keep it well hidden to the point where she could simply have a normal conversation with the elder amberite.
For Vivianna, this was perhaps the greatest gift of all right now. It was lonely here on the seas of Shadow, in exile until she made her move. But what would they all think if they knew about her talks with the Serpent, and the quest for the Jewel of Judgment? Dare she share such information with even Siobhan? Would her best friend understand? Perhaps it was best not to push her luck.
"So, we're safely tucked away in a random Shadow at sea, I doubt Bator or the others will know we've left Mystara empty until a day after we miss port call in Amber. My only gripe is that that bastard Gamon will be setting foot in my port -- but I'm sure with you on my side I'll have the last laugh, right big sis?"
Siobhan chuckled and brushed back her auburn locks as she tilted a goblet back and enjoyed some fine Amber red.
"So what's our next move?" she asked when she had quaffed it all in one long gulp.
Vivianna sat in her lavish room on board the fleet's flagship. Dining with her was her half-sister and child hood friend, Siobhan. This was a woman who genuinely respected Vivianna, and though there was a small amount of hero worship for Vivi's general brilliance, Siobhan managed to keep it well hidden to the point where she could simply have a normal conversation with the elder amberite.
For Vivianna, this was perhaps the greatest gift of all right now. It was lonely here on the seas of Shadow, in exile until she made her move. But what would they all think if they knew about her talks with the Serpent, and the quest for the Jewel of Judgment? Dare she share such information with even Siobhan? Would her best friend understand? Perhaps it was best not to push her luck.
"So, we're safely tucked away in a random Shadow at sea, I doubt Bator or the others will know we've left Mystara empty until a day after we miss port call in Amber. My only gripe is that that bastard Gamon will be setting foot in my port -- but I'm sure with you on my side I'll have the last laugh, right big sis?"
Siobhan chuckled and brushed back her auburn locks as she tilted a goblet back and enjoyed some fine Amber red.
"So what's our next move?" she asked when she had quaffed it all in one long gulp.