Day Seven Hundred Eighty Nine #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

The leader of the tribunal was more than solicitous. He was unceasingly apologetic, the focus of his groveling directed towards the Captain.

All along the way, he put the blame squarely on the hunter groups, and their leader in particular.

Once inside the courthouse it was as though he was on trial. And Elijah the judge.

Our leader stated our demand simply, then led us away, leaving the tribune to comply.

The rest of the day was a whirl of activity, followed by peaceful rest.

I awoke this morning excited for the day ahead.

True to his promise the city judge delivered his prisoner to us. The Raj brother P whom we had lost at the gateway to the East.

Day Seven Hundred Eighty Five #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

We were unable to talk with the Captain. He was shown to us only to be whisked away. The Leader of the hunters, however, did want to interview us.

One at a time.

He passed the night grilling Elijah. And my turn came in the morning.

By his questions to me, I can guess that he pummeled Elijah with the same. He took his time but finally got around to what he wanted to know. “Was I responsible for the drought?” I answered that we serve only at the behest of the Spirit.

With that the interview ended. He told me he was charged with the task of bringing us all in – Tomas and Mei included – to the world government.