[IC] New Crobuzon & the World Beyond

[Forge]

Forge keeps quiet standing in the back of the group.  The word Remade kept creeping into the forefront of his thoughts while he tried to maintain his alertness to his surroundings.  Everyone spoke of other worlds but this place seemed strangely familiar to him.  "What was the process of Remaking," he wondered?  The humans he had observed earlier did not look like they felt fulfilled by their Remaking, no wonder Commander Selina looked distressed.  She was negotiating a peace for their continued existence with this ambassador and the magistrate.  As Forge stood silent, he looked around at the darkness surrounding them.  He began to loose track of where he was.  "Am I still buried underground," he thought?  The ambassador's voice of screams reminded him of countless battles from long ago. Forge felt the present slipping away from him.  "Protect the kobolds."  Those were his orders, he tried to hang on to that and keep from losing his mind again.  He looked around at the faces of his new comrades.  This was not a negotiation, it was a battle of words, and it seemed to Forge that there was more than a Remaking at stake here.