Well, I seem bound to this creature no matter what I do. Most recently, she told me: “There is a knife at your throat, and I can save you, but only if you’ll let me. The greatest danger to your Empire comes from the East, and from that, I cannot save you.”
I do not know what the former is but fear the latter is Boston. Hell on Earth, it may become if NOLA is not already.
Oh, and I brought her here. Just fucking wonderful.