Ryth: *he's alone in his office. Most of his fellow Guardians and Observers had left for the tourney*
thinking: hm. A good distraction for the world's most powerful fighters on any side. Perhaps... It is time to push our plans forward now... But I suppose attending the festivities would be a good way to scout out intel and recruits... Hmm...
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Frankie: *he's got an armored RV, filled with weapons and goods... Even contraband*
thinking: cool cool cool... Got my stuff ready... Should take me a day or two to get to the arctic... There's a lot to be done... Heh...
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Ignatius: *he arrives at the tournament with Noel, in a car. They arrive silently*
*to Noel* Daughter, you go on ahead, lest you miss registration... I'll get us our room.
*when Noel leaves, Ignatius opens his journal... There appears to be ancient documents and writings... symbols and stories...*