That's the thing I need // 5/11 meeting // to give me new heart

[ATBASH CIPHER.]

ATBASH CIPHER

light the night up,
you're my dark star

Another meeting? It seemed these happened frequently, by talk of the other Snowbounders and from context clues. At Jacob's call, Atbash started to make her way over and took a random seat. She perked her ears as she listened to Jacob speak, talking about how their ancestors gave them little pendants during the festival, and that they were introducing a title system. Atbash's eyes shone as he announced her name, clearly proud at herself, and gave a dip of her head in thanks. She noted that the pendants respresented an ancestor and tilted her head in interest. They had a religion here? Atbash herself wasn't very religious, but at least she could learn about and honor their belief, right? She made a mental note to look into that later.

However, as Jacob announced that she was promoted, she was in shock. Being 'promoted' just didn't happen back home, you were 'selected', just like Vigenere had for the King's Guard. And being selected was a rare, honorary occurrence. Those who were selected by the King or Shaman themselves were very special. "Oh, th-thank you, Jacob! I'll be a Flurryhost." Atbash said a loud, still trying to recover from her shock at the promotion. "And-and congrats to the others, too!" However, once the word that Cry had gotten demoted registered, she frowned. Cry was demoted. But... why? Sure, Cry was angry and snippy a lot, but she still cared about Snowbound! Why would she be demoted? Did she do something wrong? Did she hurt somebody? Oh, god, what if she was turning into Caesar? Atbash bit her lip slightly, worries running through her mind.

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