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Four Corners isn’t going to give any help for free

....... ok. Definitely thought they wouldn't be that mercenary that help saving the world isn't free. It's hard to tell when Donna is so obviously biased.

Listen. You have several perfectly good reason to be biased, understand?
Not that that would factor into you expecting them to ask for payment for this, it’s basically the only thing you can respect them for. It’s just good business sense.

>For no gtherng information about your comon enemy' magic and methods seems a priority.

Maybe you should adjourn for the day, meet with your advisers (privately) about the matter, then meet with Four Corners again? They're there to give opinions, let's hear them before finalizing everything.

You decide you’ve had enough of mysteries and I’ll-figure-it-out-laters; everyone’s going to tell you everything they know right this instant, dammit! You tell The Sword-bearer and his companion that you’re finished with them for the time being.

The pair agree to share any new intelligence as the situation develops. For now, they plan to contact Four Corners’ leadership and work out what assets the group is willing to spare and what concessions it will demand in turn.
The Sword-bearer: Worry not, Firstborn. The Founder is a good woman.
Your Vizier snorts derisively.
The Sword-bearer: Nobody wants to see lives lost before a god’s fell vision. I am certain that Four Corners will do all that it can to prevent another tragedy.
Morgan: I’m not.
The Sword-bearer: Morgan! Don’t say that!
Morgan: What? C’mon, it’s not like they’re gonna throw everything into saving Edison. Spirits wreck shit all the damn time, she’s gonna hold off until she’s situated herself to win on her own terms, just you watch.
They draw increasingly into a hushed argument as they approach the door- until The Sword-bearer stops and turns back to you.

The Sword-bearer: Firstborn… I can guarantee nothing about the coming events, nor Four Corners’ role in them. However. You have my word as a warrior and as a holy man that I, for one, will not allow this beast to destroy your lands.
Morgan: You can’t fucking promise that, get back here!
The Sword-bearer: I’m an independent agent and I can promise whatsoever I please, good Morgan.
Morgan: You just know you’re too valuable to fire you smug bastard.


The Sword-bearer locks eyes with you, and there’s an intensity in his gaze that almost takes you aback.
The Sword-bearer: If it comes to it, I will fight to my last breath to prevent the destruction of your lands. And, as you yourself may very well be the deciding factor in this coming conflict's resolution...
The Sword-bearer: I do not mean to infringe on your sovereignty, nor your culture. But, please, will you allow me and my retinue to defend you?