Random and advisors worry about CHAD

Random stands looking out to sea .The view of the harbor shows a busy harbor that out does the traffic during Oberon's reign. Looking north he sees in the distant Port Tosa; the region he gave to Duke Lop of Wall, King Alexandir of Tosa and CHAD. They warned him. Now its time for them to tell their king they told him so.

Benedict looks to the west, his silence louder then all the others. Brand stands beside Benedict with an uncertain frown on his face despite his house arrest.

At lose era stares it a flattened crystal ball, examining a place in shadow. Fionna looks over his shoulder.

Bleys, the bearer of the bad news, stands wide eyed and angry, his arm crossed.

Random sighs. "Ok. Tell me that again, slowly this time."

Bleys nods," Shadow is vast, as we know, and we can't track down everything. Also certain place in shadow are imbued with cosmic importance, usually of a local nature."

As Bleys takes a breath Brand adds across the tower top, "Or not so fraking local, like maybe having sway over thousands of neighboring shadows."

Bleys snaps ,"HE KNOWS THAT AND I'M TRYING TO TELL HIM THIS WITHOUT GETTING HYSTERICAL!!!!!"

Arlo mumbles, " doing a great job..." Fiona chuckles.

Bleys scowls but looks to his king glad, not for the first or last time, that he failed to conquer Amber.

"Alixandir and his personal army of Tosa and York loyalist were out beyond the Amber sway, not near the Mandalay sway, deep in the wide veils of shadow.