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| - "One of my best men," she confirms. "A water dancer, very skilled. This has the smell of a professional assassination."
- A few days later, Rona comes to you, upset. "I just received the signet ring of one of my men in Braavos. With his finger still attached!"
- "Are any of our other people in danger?"
- "Someone killed one of our spies?"
- "This was a warning. Do we know who sent it?"
- "The Moonsingers know we're watching now. Our people will have to evade their assassins."
- "The Moonsingers. It has to be." Rona is pacing, unable to stand still. "We need to send more people to Braavos, learn everything we can!"
- "We could all be in danger, my [lady/lord]," Rona says pointedly. "This is a group that invaded unprovoked. We cannot risk retreating from them."
- "If we can't retreat, we must attack. Seek out these Moonsingers and stop their plans."
- "There must be factions who defy the Moonsingers. We need to make them fight each other."
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