It had been quite a while since Nymphetamine left Gates as Mast and Magnus stayed watching him go. It had been months and in that time a lot had happened. He should probably start getting some information back to Mast....and getting some from him. He had to be very deliberate about this meeting, if he did not want to get thrown into the burning tree. The necromancer would have to get information from Mast to take back to Chamber-- Chamber would be wary otherwise. There was also the haughty raven upon his back. Straia had done some trickery and made it invisible. There was only one way for anyone to know it was there-a magician. He couldn't tell Mast anything of the bird or give any sign or else Fiasko would be in danger and so would gates, Keeva, and himself.
Nymphetamine knew that Chamber expected him to exchange information, so talking to Mast was not the issue- it was spinning things to keep everyone safe. There would be moves and counter moves, but first he had to find Mast. Nymphetamine was a ways from gates, but thought there was a chance the Stag would be in the Field recruiting. He hoped to catch him there, in a neutral area, so it would seem more of a chance encounter to others. It was a very fine line to walk and even now, he was a little anxious about setting the scene. Hopefully, Mast would understand in the end, hopefully he would see it was a means to an end. The blood bay stood in the field, scanning it for the ruler of Gates. He did not announce himself, but hoped the king would see and connect the dots. He stood as winter took a chill to the air, but he was on fire as his nerves kept him alert and numb to the change in weather. He waited, as he would until time told him he should try elsewhere.
Nymphetamine
cold was my soul, untold was the pain I faced when you left me: a rose in the rain
ooc- oi I suck at starting posts.