Oh they sow the seed
of thier own doom.
Let us bring again
their new tomb.
Well my friend, I assure you that your Viceroy is working hard to uncover the murderer of our cherished puppeteer.
But, Viceroy Smilga... why did you hire that flat fellow to solve the case?
Flat fellow? You mean Ivar Toft? He's quite costly actually.
Exactly... The victim was just a puppeteer...It's not as if he was some noble.
Good lord help me... Oh good lord! They're coming for me. Everyone... Everyone is coming for ME!
.....Uhhh I suppose I'll just be going now. Goodbye my Viceroy.
Tell me, why does a devilish sprite lay upon your arm?
You see this too?