"I am developing Forces," Alex repeated quietly, but using different words. His tone remained indifferent as he spoke. "I have gathered a tribe of Yetis, a city belonging to the Dark Sovereign, and a small Information Guild."
Eric remained silent. Alex wasn't certain what the necromancer was thinking, but he was certain about something. The pale-faced, disheveled necromancer had already lost everything he owned.
Even his soul didn't belong to him anymore. He was at the mercy of someone else… an entity that surpassed mortal bounds. Alex predicted it was Yog-Sothoth, but he wasn't certain. It was a likely possibility, though.
The board of the Dark Sovereign had always been shady, but they maintained a spotless image, which made others respect them. However, Alex had done trades with the Dark Sovereign during his tenure as head of the Ryoujin Clan.
They projected themselves as clean.