Short Story: The Harvest Captain The Flats

There was a single knock. Larsen looked up and watched as Pattis strode in. Everyone thought that Pattis was a servant of some sort. He would normally enter carrying tea or a pressed shirt or something that indicated a personal matter with the guildmaster. That he was the deadly Blade of the Guildmaster was a secret known only to two people, and they were both in the room.
The wiry Blade walked in with his hands behind his back. Larsen tried to read his face. Was Pattis successful? Was the information he found going to provide a new path forward? As always, however, Pattis’ face was unreadable.
Placing his hands on the desk, Larsen nodded as Pattis sat down. “I trust you didn’t leave any stones unturned?”
“No.”
Larsen smiled. He liked Pattis’ demeanor—always to the point. “Good. So what did you find?” …show more content…
He worked himself up from the silos and has an excellent reputation among the guild members. But when the Upper Triangle captaincy came open, he was overlooked. He wants to be appreciated by way of comfort and luxury.”
“Good.” Larsen considered his plan. It was daring. He wanted to drive the Harvest guild members out of the Flats and the Lower Triangle and into the Wretched Quarter. They would learn that there was only one guild that would provide them with the homes they lost… the Merchant Guild. And Larsen would welcome them back if they agreed to join his guild.
However, he would not be able to do it without the help of key members of the Harvest Guild stopping outright guild war. “What of the Lower Triangle?”
“The Captain there is very loyal to Polo and also very popular.” Pattis shrugged. “I can take care of him like I did