SUCH SIGHTS | Capture

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Perhaps if Vigenere knew silent at all, he might have known that he didn’t care for gains of provocation - no, silent went straight for the head of the snake,

But he wouldn’t kill him, no, that would simply be no point, as another would take his place,

No if he wanted the head of the snake, he needed to break it, to divert it,

After all, why kill the ant when it could be so much more useful carrying the seed of a growth that might prove worthwhile?

And he abhorred stagnation above all else,

Silent merely smiled at Virgil, at Vigenere, ay sweeney, at the room at large even.

To them nothing happened but to Vigenere.....

[everything past here is via mental manipulations/hallucination that features silent and Vig, to everyone else they’d just appear to be sitting and talking still, talked with maple to get permission to lead into this!]

With careful application, the room around Silent seemed to shimmer in a fitful shadowed light that was the dark dungeons and it almost seemed as if the other pittians had wandered away, leaving merely the two leaders.

Before silent stood and gestured, the Tanglewood leader suddenly lacking shackles

”come along then, I said we would talk and I meant it”

Before the lumbering behemoth appeared to move away, pacing into the darkened corridor presumably towards his den below the temple.

But the further he walked, familiar silhouettes started to join them out of the gloom - familiar to the Tanglewood leader at least for sure - reflecting off the strange black walls that seemed unearthly in nature along this corridor.

”you really are pathetic” sneered a familiar voice, seemingly from right behind and just to the left of VIgenere - and loo did Ceasar stalk up behind them.

”didn’t even score a hit and you get captured, my what an amazing leader you make, - I’m surprised your head isn’t decorating these walls already but I suppose our oh so glorious leader has plans for you, can’t imagine why”

Said leader grumbled ahead, annoyed, though It seemed Ceasar was one of the Pitt,

Little were he to know this was all a fabrication.