Falkia frowned as something caused the monitoring artifact she was using to chime. It took her a moment, but she was able to get it to show her what had made it freak out, and when it did she let out an irritated huff. They had certainly moved fast, even finding the vault in the Uthaldrian mountains. Kata had been the one to point it out as a power source, apparently there was some old gemstone or such that generated ambient energy, but she had apparently only known about it because it had been Anox's sometime before the Shattering.
Yet, there they were, a bunch of Mortal pawns put on the board to serve and die for their Immortals. Some she could respect, those who had already chosen to serve the Immortals. They were like her, after all, serving their masters aims and she would be a fool and a hypocrite for condemning them. But some of them were just plain strange. Why had Cassion brought a trio of fops into things and then let one of them go? She shook her head, then sighed and left the room to go report to her Lord and his allies.
When she was granted access to the Immortals chamber, Falkia bowed to her Lord and waited for his permission to speak, which he granted readily. "Our enemies have moved, faster than we thought. Their pawns have already been called to the place where our agents have gone to gather power. In addition, there is some strangeness amongst our enemies. Cassion has found Anox's vault and called two of his own, but he also called three of Delroth's and what appears to be a child. Furthermore, Raskalarn was the one who called agents to the Rynmere Labyrinth." she said, before frowning. "In addition, several of these are well known. Qylios called the Mage-Breakers and one of Rhaum's slayers and Ethelynda called up Sintra's son and one of Rharne's healers." she said, her tone calm. "On the other hand, Valtharn did her part, so we have that advantage." she said, before waiting for a response from the three Immortals.
Mastes didn't reply, and Kata looked to have not even been paying attenion, but Faldrun shook his head. "A pity, that they defy the natural order of things. Very well, we shall let things proceed apace. Let them believe they have a chance of success. It will keep them fumbling in this vain hope of preventing the inevitable." he said, before smiling at Falkia. "You're doing well, my Champion. Return to your duties, and keep us informed of any changes." he said, his tone supremely unworried.
Falkia nodded, then bowed to her Lord and left, her worries assuaged by her Lord's confidence. What matter if Cassion had found Anox's vault in his meanderings, or that he'd decided in his empty head that Delroth's useless fops could serve a purpose just because there were shiny things in the vault. Qylios and Ethelynda summoning more capable players was interesting, but they were in Quacia and the Augiery caves. The locals were hostile enough to keep them occupied while the Aukari Occult went about their business. No, there victory was assured. They were the servants of the rightful ruler of Idalos, after all, and they would not be bested by these petty rebels, not this day.
Still, Falkia did not look forward to the prospect of a fight. Even an assured victory would come at a cost as the brave men and women of the Occult died to fulfill their Lord's desire. Her heart ached at the thought of their deaths, and she had to pause for a moment, stifling the pre-emptive pain of losing her fellows. They would succeed, they must succeed, because if they failed, if the rebels gain the artifacts, they could overthrow and slay Faldrun, and without Faldrun, the Aukari were truly doomed.
Once again, when Falkia left, Karem slipped through the hole in the wall and crept over to the observation artifact, her paws making no sound on the stone floor. When she looked at the groups that had been called, she let out a small huff. Most of them were eclectic groups, but she at least felt confident in trusting Ethelynda's judgement. Qylios, who Karem was more reserved about, had made some clearly smart choices as well, but U'frek and Ilaren's choices didn't make much sense to her. Maybe they wanted adventurers to handle things instead of regular soldiers. Raskalarn had called one of her own and her tail wagged a bit when she saw Nir'wei, but then she stopped when she got to Cassion.
Raskalarn had told her that they hadn't been able to identify the vault. It had been a big room full of gold, there were far too many places it could have been. Karem didn't quite understand the proclivity some beings had towards hoarding shiny objects, but she'd had to concede the point. The Eternal Empire had several such vaults, and she suspected that other principalities did as well. Cassion could, she supposed, have just stumbled onto the vault, given as he was to wandering around aimlessly in lieu of actually taking on some proper responsibilities. But that didn't explain why he had summoned people to the vault, much less some of the Featherhead's pets. Raskalarn had been the one to call in allies, after all, and she would never have entrusted this to Cassion, not when more reliable sorts like Xiur remained to be called on.
Karem paused as she heard Falkia returning, then went back to her hiding place, vanishing out of site as Falkia re-entered the room. She had to report in to the Empress. Something was going on with Cassion, and it was smarter to find out what it was now, rather than later.