In Memoriam part 5

Standing with the usual team, in front of the heavily locked metal door. In which he resides behind. Janet is drawing symbols, in sacred salts and dirt from The Crossroads on the floor. Viles of various liquid are thrown in a bowl, for our trap. I can't help but think back to the last time she prepared this. 

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Marcellus and I are travelling to yet another coronation feast, for a new human king. I've been to so many of these now. I will no doubt attend another in 40 years or so. The scene unfolding out the carriage window, as we pass through the human lands is grim. 

Many are burning their dead. Buildings are burnt and the air is thick with the scent of blood and dirt. "Perhaps another plague" Marcellus offers. "No doubt. It seems it was an eventful day for them. I will offer assistance to the new king. Our men won't be affected by the human ailments. The act of kindness, will serve us well when the time comes for treaty talks" 

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