In Tom's Study
The Black Friars, along with a few other monastic clusters dotted about the Underside, are the only groups that have history regarding London Below and its people written down. They have fairly little of it, however. Tom knows, as he's asked leave to go through each of the mean clusters of books that make up these private libraries.
He's found nothing new about the Old Firm, but only reiterations of what they already know. They've been a brutal, primal part of the Underside from time immemorial. There is absolutely no knowledge on any way to stop them. It's quite depressing.
What is less depressing are his other plans. He's written them down, sorting them out between what would actually work and what would not possible, making notes on first steps to take, deciding which of their allies could carry out which of the small steps towards his goal. Door needs to know what he has planned for them. He knows she'll be pleased.
He knows it.
She should be home soon, as well, with Hunter in tow. With news of the Old Firm's return, allegiances are shifting throughout the undercity, and the House of Arch, Tom fears, is not benefiting from this in one bit. Marylebone, a powerful clan leader they've butted heads with on many occasions, is reeling in smaller fiefdoms that had pledged fealty to the House of Arch's allied baronies. Her complex is larger and her power base stronger than many of the allied baronies, and it makes sense that she would make a play for these fiefdoms under the auspices of protection from that which lurks in the dark once again.
He might have to chat with Hunter about taking her out of the equation for good. That would be a brilliant first step, actually. He writes it down.
He's found nothing new about the Old Firm, but only reiterations of what they already know. They've been a brutal, primal part of the Underside from time immemorial. There is absolutely no knowledge on any way to stop them. It's quite depressing.
What is less depressing are his other plans. He's written them down, sorting them out between what would actually work and what would not possible, making notes on first steps to take, deciding which of their allies could carry out which of the small steps towards his goal. Door needs to know what he has planned for them. He knows she'll be pleased.
He knows it.
She should be home soon, as well, with Hunter in tow. With news of the Old Firm's return, allegiances are shifting throughout the undercity, and the House of Arch, Tom fears, is not benefiting from this in one bit. Marylebone, a powerful clan leader they've butted heads with on many occasions, is reeling in smaller fiefdoms that had pledged fealty to the House of Arch's allied baronies. Her complex is larger and her power base stronger than many of the allied baronies, and it makes sense that she would make a play for these fiefdoms under the auspices of protection from that which lurks in the dark once again.
He might have to chat with Hunter about taking her out of the equation for good. That would be a brilliant first step, actually. He writes it down.