"Annan Thing, the High Priest is a white-furred rat who walks in the Great Horned Rat's place. All Ratfolk are servants of the Great Horned Rat, including us Greyfur Rats. We can't replace the High Priest!"
"I see..."
Annan felt a pang of regret. He really thought this was a good chance to take the High Priest's place. Being a different race wasn't a problem either; a change of skin color would take care of that. But the Ratfolk Elder was clearly terrified and refused no matter what Annan said.
"Then get moving, along with the Elder Council behind you. Find out why the High Priest went to the Far North at a time like this, and what was discussed with the demons."
Before this, the Ratfolk Elder would never have dared make a move under the High Priest's nose. But after Annan's words gave the elder a fright, this new idea of Annan's began to seem almost acceptable.
"Annan Thing, we can't move against the High Priest." The Ratfolk Elder still hesitated.
"Suit yourself. Just don't say I didn't warn you. Even if the High Priest knows something, my interests won't suffer. Since I'm human, the High Priest might even try to win me over. But you? The High Priest kept you in the dark while acting alongside the Rodent Clan. That means you're no longer considered reliable. Who knows whether a few words from the High Priest will cost you your place as an elder?"
A few words from Annan left the already shaken Ratfolk Elder even more panicked. The elder said a way would be found.
How had a Ratfolk Elder ended up working with a Human Thing against the High Priest...?
Watching the elder hurry away, Annan shook his head and dispelled the Spell. A sudden