Chapter 85: Jester Lore
Charon’s jaw dropped in perplexity as he stepped forward to grab the paper. Pulling it to his face, he read the referenced line.
’Met potential contact Jester near city edge. He requested nothing but a relic from a local store as compensation. I agreed. Contact then proceeded to mutter random sentences. Unsure about contact reliability. Evacuated the location as fast as I could. I have declared him a contact to be used only when absolutely necessary. Power level unknown.’
Every sentence was strange, offering him no concrete understanding of a second Jester.
Emerius, equally confused, reached over and took the page himself, reading it before adding it back to the stack.
"This is... odd."
Darius tilted his head.
"How so?"
"Charon recently joined the Stadia, doing so under the stagename Jester. The spy’s files reference him as such, listing him as a potential contact despite being in the Novice arena."
Charon’s mouth opened, then shut again as he tried to find the proper words.
"I’ve never spoken to this guy before today. Not near the city edge, or the park, or anywhere. I met him when the rest of you did."
Emerius crossed his arms thoughtfully.
"Is it possible he confused you with someone else? I heard tell of the mask you wear. With a hidden face, someone could be assuming your identity. Or they also liked the name and took it for themself."