
CREE. |
Owner of the discreet Gilded Cage hideout. Cree has traveled all of El Nysa and established his spies, or "little birds" in every corner of the world. He knows intimate details about important figureheads of both factions, and suspects that the refugees are not all that they seem to be. Despite being a known criminal and the apparent orchestrator of the VIOLET 2710 attacks, he provides work for the lower class and seems to have a generally positive reputation. He has a strong dislike for Ashti.
Cree is almost never seen without a small bird on his shoulder. You might find that you have seen this bird before, and if you listen closely enough, you will hear it speak common to its owner. If you specifically request contact with the the bird alone, it is entirely possible it will carry out a conversation with you.
A character's first interaction with Cree is free of any favor, but they will be required to take up a job (thief, enforcer, informant) before they can return for more information. Sign up at the EMPLOYMENT THREAD and direct any other inquiries by characters here. IC consequences for breaking silence on his whereabouts to their other NPCs will be discussed by PM.
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[ It's meant to be final. The way Cree withdraws, turning his gaze back to his papers, all implies the conversation is over. But Peggy's point seems to draw a certain reluctance out of him, obvious in subtle ways — he has not turned his back to her entirely, and he has not resumed his smoking just yet. After a time, he speaks up again. ]
I appreciate your insight as well, Lady Carter. Your mother raised a fine woman, determined to preserve what is yours. [ That, he silently admits, he understands. ] Perhaps this opportunity, as curious and dangerous as it is, will open doors we have not yet been able to go through... If you would like to speculate what this event all means after you attend, I would be more than happy to have you.
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(Careful, Carter.) ]
Thank you, [ she says to the first and the second. She nods to him, to the bird on his shoulder (because that's only polite). ] Until then, if not sooner.
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[ Cree inclines his head in acknowledgement, and also to obscure the smile from her inclusion. The bird meanwhile twitches its head in Peggy's direction abruptly, and after some practicing chirps, repeats "Until then, if not sooner." in Peggy's exact tone of voice back at her.
Rather than address the unsettling action, Cree returns to his work. Careful, Carter. ]