Nightsweat-borne concerns aka Leannansidhea Nefvarin

Leannansidhea - Nefvarin

Pronounciation: Lee-Ann Sheila nefv-ar-in

"Milady." Sansho "he who must not be named" bit back the words, his ambition naked was something she could not be allowed to see. He'd tried flirting, posturing, jealousy, and nothing had gotten to her... He was wondering if he'd ever crack the particular nut that was the one woman given power over him by his boss.
"Sansho." She spoke the word without intonation, or visible emotion. Few people who knew the Tang-Zen's enforcer could manage as much, but of course, she, and her adoptive father, did. He couldn't know she and her blood siblings, now lost to her, had faced The Mask of Winters and lived to tell the tale. She'd also known of Sansho's ambition since she'd been adopted, his being about as subtle as a sack of hammers when he was younger. If pressed, she'd say he was the best consigliere the organization could have, but he was like an attack dog, best kept on a short leash. "Let me know if any of my sisters make it back home today."
"Cadence of Endless Vistas just arrived, said she had a missive for your father."

"Sansho... Who let you be aware of daddy's business?"

"Your father said I was to be made aware of everything the Peach people do, in case they act against our interests..."

"You'd like that, wouldn't you, Sansho?"

"No, I really wouldn't. That place is a ball of chosen and undead, too large to be handled safely without massive collateral damage."

"Smart Sansho..."

He bit his lip, she didn't patronize him often, but when she did, it was always quite blatant... "At any rate, I only know there is a letter, since your sister left it to me before leaving again... I've not opened it."

"Smart Sansho..."

The tone was different, it was almost... respect.

"Milady. Director Manifredi, from Peaches' Opera Company is here for you." Minji Grimintan was Sansho's companion in trouble, well when Kajilo wasn't around, but the Infernal was much more disruptive to Concerns' view of things than Minji, whose ascetic habits made her a bone-breaking monk.

"Minji and I will escort them to the middle meeting room, Milady."

"No, escort them to my choir room, they'll want to hear my voice, Sansho."

"As you wish."

Concerns, or Leannansidhea nefvarin, as she had been born, took a deep breath. Entering even the presence of an employee of the Peach crew had been forbidden by her father, he wanted his family kept away from those other chosen. He'd said too much of the Tang-Zen's power lay in its alliance with chosen, like Stelsor, it's chosen members, like Concerns and Sansho, and it's chosen 'mercenaries', like Minji, for them to put all their eggs into that one basket, if anyone seduced all of those, the whole Tang-Zen would dance to a single tune, and not Combative Mattresses, at that. She steeled herself a second time, and went in.

"Director Manifredi, and who is this?"

"I am Prital Tarawi, I am here to assist the director in getting everything he needs for our next spectacle as the representative of the 'Peach Crew' as you Tang-Zen cutely call them.

— Tang-Zen official record, 769AoS.