It was over before Adorei knew it. The beastmen charged, kicking up great clouds of snow behind them, and Adorei's small band was overwhelmed in seconds. Even the strange woman - Adorei was beginning to wonder if she had come from the storm itself - wasn't able to stem their tide, preternaturally skilled as she was. He himself was standing with daggers drawn, near to hyperventillating, but he'd lowered his hands when he'd seen that they were taking his men alive. That... complicated things. Not that it was unexpected - their ransoms, especially Adorei's, would likely be very profitable - but it meant that there would be survivors. It meant that he couldn't run or hide, because the dishonor of that action would follow and be spoken of and used against him. It also presented an opportunity.

Looking around, he began to pick out details in the Anathema's forces. Firstly, not all of them were beastmen. There were men scattered among them, and some had the bearing and equipment of legionnaires. Deserters, then, and Adorei had to fight to keep the disdain off his face. They spoke a common language. They'd be useful. The second thing he noticed was even more surprising: they had injured with them. He'd always understood the Icewalker tribes to be unforgiving peoples, who's weak and infirm would go out onto the ice to spare their tribe the cost of caring for them. But there they were, trailing in at the back of the charge, a group of twisted men and women so broken simply running looked difficult. That they were still here said something, he just wasn't sure what yet.

"Lower your weapons." He called, trying to keep his voice steady. "Do it!" he snarled, when Bosro and a few of the others still fighting looked up in surprise. "They've won." The strange woman was still fighting their leader so Adorei sought out the apparent second-in-command, a weathered old man in seal-skin barking orders in Skytongue. "Enough fighting. We surrender." he said, giving the man a glare he'd spent hours as a youth practicing in the mirror. "House Nellens will, of course, pay a ransom. For everyone." he emphasized, at the despairing looks of their guides. That was important - word would spread of their 'charity', and it would help in the future. It may also help right here and now.

[spoiler=Actions]Alright, so - this is going to be an Instill attempt targeting the Moonblades, trying to establish a new Minor Intimacy of Respect for Adorei. Sending 4m for two bonus successes.

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Manipulation + Socialize: (9d10)[1][9][10][5][7][7][9][3][8](59) + 2