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How had this happened? She had been incredibly meticulous, infiltrating her spies into Runash's navy to make sure they brought the finest slaves to Augiery and did not dip their hands into any extra treasure that was outside their cut. Her own Puppeteer had been late in reporting, spending a little extra time getting information out of the other sailors before returning to Odessa. The conversation had gone as was expected. The memory slid like a hot knife into her view as she stormed down the stone steps towards the lower quarters where a new slave might be interrogated and trained.
"Zer esan nahi duzu Rynmere noble bat esklabo egin dugula?"

"Nire erregina," It was a the formal title to those that specifically served one of the vices. Generally, Audrae was considered the only Queen over the Naerikk, but occasionally individuals would elect to follow a specific vice under the Shadow Mother. Most Puppeteers committed themselves strictly to Audrae and Odessa. Some even went as far as choosing Odessa over Audrae; never openly of course. This particular woman knelt as she offered the information. "Merkantzia-ontzia gurea zen. Rafael Warrick-en itsasontzian zegoen. House Warrick Rynmeren zazpi etxe nobleetako bat da. Marinel askok entzun zuten bere izena hainbat aldiz. Ez da inolako papera bere baieztapenak egiaztatzen, baizik eta beharrezkoa zela jakinaraztea, kasu honetan jaiotzez jaiotzez."

Odessa's manicured nails clipped on the stone throne she sat upon. Her annoyance was rapidly turning into rage. With a wave of her hand she dismissed the woman. Moments later, she was on the war path, descending from the Vice Sector to the Underhive.
"Non dago bera?"

"Errege erregea Odessa!" The two soldier standing guard at the entrance to the training quarters straightened themselves. One paled while the other took over the conversation. Her hair was streaked with greens and blues and her tattoos were of similar hues. Clearly she had a fondness for cooler colors. "M'lady, nork bilatzen ari zara?"

"Warrick deitzen duena," her words were laced with fire and her eyes dark as coal. The whip at her side may become of use to her shortly.

"Mutiko beldurgarria? Lithrae Vice Queen da."

"Erakutsi niri."

That was how Odessa worked within the Hive. She did not ask, she commanded. Many of the other Vice Queens were nicer to their subordinates. It was arguably why most respected her more. The two soldiers did not hesitate. They turned and led the overly dressed woman into the tunnel. There were many doors on either side. Screams could be heard within some while others, sobbing. One door was even slightly open to reveal a set of slaves mopping up a puddle of blood and covering the body of a beaten, weaker newcomer. Finally they reached Lithrae's room. The blue covered soldier opened the door and Odessa stepped in.

Her hands were tucked in the long openings of her sleeves while the skirts dripped out the door behind her. She had not had time to change from her formal clothes; an outfit she used out of courtesy to the other Vice Queens. They all agreed that when they took audiences, they would look their best. Appearances were often deceiving, and Odessa might look like the Royalty Rafael had grown up with. Lithrae would know better. A dress did not hide the soldier within.

"Jarri Rynmere-n hurrengo ontzia. Saldu zion, saldu egin zion. Kendu hura zaintzen dudan guztiagatik. Hartu nire hirira". Again, she did not ask. Since he was bound, it was easy for the soldiers to grab Rafael by his arms and drag him away from Lithrae and Odessa. She was sure that he used obscenities and the like, but she paid it no need. After all, it was in Common. A language she did not deem worthy to be used. Instead, her eyes fell upon Lithrae.

"Ahaztu egin zion. Ez zion inori hitz egin. Txerri bat besterik ez da." Her voice was stern. It was all she offered, but it was the best introduction Lithrae could ever ask for. No further commands were given and Odessa left as quickly as she had come.

Translations

"Zer esan nahi duzu Rynmere noble bat esklabo egin dugula?" - "What do you mean we have enslaved a Rynmere noble?"
"Nire erregina," - "My Queen."
"Merkantzia-ontzia gurea zen. Rafael Warrick-en itsasontzian zegoen. House Warrick Rynmeren zazpi etxe nobleetako bat da. Marinel askok entzun zuten bere izena hainbat aldiz. Ez da inolako papera bere baieztapenak egiaztatzen, baizik eta beharrezkoa zela jakinaraztea, kasu honetan jaiotzez jaiotzez." - "A merchant ship had been intercepted by one of ours. Aboard was a Rafael Warrick. House Warrick is one of the seven noble houses of Rynmere. Many sailors heard him say his name on multiple occasions. There is no paperwork corroborating his statements, but I felt that it was necessary to inform you in case this boy is truly of noble birth."
"Non dago bera?" - "Where is he?"
"Errege erregea Odessa!" - "Vice Queen Odessa!"
"M'lady, nork bilatzen ari zara?" - "M'lady, who is it that you seek?"
"Warrick deitzen duena," - "The one that calls himself Warrick,"
"Mutiko beldurgarria? Lithrae Vice Queen da." - "The scrawny, mouthy boy? He is in with Lithrae Vice Queen."
"Erakutsi niri." - "Show me."
"Jarri Rynmere-n hurrengo ontzia. Saldu zion, saldu egin zion. Kendu hura zaintzen dudan guztiagatik. Hartu nire hirira". - "Put him on the next ship to Rynmere. Sell him, trade him. Kill him for all I care. Get him out of my city."
"Ahaztu egin zion. Ez zion inori hitz egin. Txerri bat besterik ez da." - "Forget him. Do not speak of him to anyone. He is nothing but a pig."

OOC

This post is designed to immediately put Raf on a boat back to Rynmere. He will be traveling from today until he gets to Rynmere in Zi'da. The discrepancy could be picking up additional slaves, stopping in other cities, etc. This is designed to get Raf back to Rynmere for story progression as Augiery is temporarily closing and he would like to take Rafael in a different direction. You may each post once more if you deem it necessary and then you can put this up for review.