Ptolema's voice tugged at Tycondrius' conscience. As the spider-breeders' venom clouded the woman's mind, Tycon's voice should have been nothing more than a fever dream.
Her pleading was an act of desperation, grasping at the faintest glimmer of hope, regardless of whether it was real or not... It was the only thing she could do in her pitiful state.
In better times, Duelist Ptolema was the guild leader of Snowy Village. From what Tycon knew, she was its sole founder and her ranks and reputation had grown steadily over several years. Most recently, she wed Karodin of Emberhold, the most loyal Legionnaire that Tycon had ever known. The loving relationship even resulted in her carrying the gentleman's child.
Tycon was planning on inviting both the young guild leader and her husband into guild Letalis Serpentia as officers, such was their strength and competence. Of course, that depended on the wages they would accept...
