EVENT: The C'Meni: Heavily Encrypted Line
[The hideout the C'Meni are in is dark and purposefully so. They don't want to be found again. With Iafara kidnapped, it is P'Tyara's task to lead their people, but it is proving to be difficult. She was never raised as a leader. When she begins her message, there is a long pause of static, before the image clears up to show the dimly lit place they hide in. The video is encrypted, far beyond what any of the System had previously been capable of and P'Tyara looks understandably concerned.]
Some of you may not remember me, some may not have met me. I am P'Tyara, guard and lady-in-waiting to Z'moni Iafara. Princess of the C'Meni. She, and many of our people, were kidnapped during the siege on the Starport. [She swallows a knot of emotion - not sadness; rage.] It has taken this long for us to be certain of our safety, and to set up safer situations for those arriving in the city.
[She glances aside to a few of her people, nearby but only just within the shot.] New arrivals are coming up at the beach in the Old Town district. This is because it is us, the C'Meni, who were forced to be those who welcomed you all. We were forced to do the things that are done to you when you arrive, for your own safety, I promise you that.
[P'Tyara sighs, knowing she'll be questioned for all sorts of things she's saying, but not minding. They deserve answers.] Bangles will no longer be put on those arriving, and I would like to discuss removing them from those of you who still have them. As long as the Cult of Mes'Klou still have control of the Bangles, they have control of all of you.
[There's a brief pause and her gaze sets harder, a frown creasing her brow.] In our time in hiding, we have discovered both the location of our kidnapped C'Meni brethren, and of a prison beneath the city. Our people are there, and some of yours might well be. We need to plan, to rescue them.
This line is secure. More secure than any of your conversations have been. So, please, speak with me. [She nods once, and ends her message.]
Some of you may not remember me, some may not have met me. I am P'Tyara, guard and lady-in-waiting to Z'moni Iafara. Princess of the C'Meni. She, and many of our people, were kidnapped during the siege on the Starport. [She swallows a knot of emotion - not sadness; rage.] It has taken this long for us to be certain of our safety, and to set up safer situations for those arriving in the city.
[She glances aside to a few of her people, nearby but only just within the shot.] New arrivals are coming up at the beach in the Old Town district. This is because it is us, the C'Meni, who were forced to be those who welcomed you all. We were forced to do the things that are done to you when you arrive, for your own safety, I promise you that.
[P'Tyara sighs, knowing she'll be questioned for all sorts of things she's saying, but not minding. They deserve answers.] Bangles will no longer be put on those arriving, and I would like to discuss removing them from those of you who still have them. As long as the Cult of Mes'Klou still have control of the Bangles, they have control of all of you.
[There's a brief pause and her gaze sets harder, a frown creasing her brow.] In our time in hiding, we have discovered both the location of our kidnapped C'Meni brethren, and of a prison beneath the city. Our people are there, and some of yours might well be. We need to plan, to rescue them.
This line is secure. More secure than any of your conversations have been. So, please, speak with me. [She nods once, and ends her message.]