Fox was spending more time in her den lately. She needed somewhere to think clearly and tactfully about how to manage her criminal affairs without getting distracted with adventures, courting, and whatever tiny disaster was occurring. She had setup a dartboard and was playing against herself as she thought through each step.
“So, the Leonessa has come to Novandria. She knows I’m here. And her gang has a… gift for me? Not a message.” She throws a dart, landing a single 12.
She frowns. “Something… to taunt me with.” She pushed away thoughts of what it could be and only got a single 5.
“So, she’s cruel. Probably a bit arrogant.” She concludes with a wry grin. “But, she’s paid into the Syndicate to bring her gang in? I’ll check how… permanent that is with Rags. I don’t think I warrant that much attention and while I would be flattered it seems an unprofitable venture if that’s the reason. Which would circle back to her being exceptionally cruel, but also stupid.” She hits a double 7 and retrieves her darts with her mage-hand.
“Okay. Next. No evidence she knows who I really am, so I can let that rest.” She hits a triple 14 and grins.
“But… I need to know how much Fox is worth to the Syndicate which… will take a few more weeks I guess.” She gets a single 3 and frowns.
“Until then, I don’t know if I’m stepping in shit.” She hits a 14, almost a triple, not quite. She starts again.
“The Syndicate hasn’t minded me freelancing. Rags certainly did not tell me to stay away from the competition.” She lands a double 8.
“So, it’s a competition for now. And their favourite target is rubies.” She hits a triple 7 and grins mischievously.
“Shame if there aren’t any rubies left in Novandria for them to steal.” She hits the single 25.
She crosses her arms and leans back against the wall, staring at the dart board. “I think that’ll make a good game for now. I'll deal with evening the score later.”