I TOLD YOU I WAS LOST // open, delivering note

REIGN HAVOC FROM ABOVE !

CAESAR CIPHER. MALE. THE TYPHOON. PRIVATEER.

Caesar hated this. He absolutely fucking hated this. He could understand temporarily being demoted, but the punishments were unnecessary, he felt. The demon made his way towards Snowbound's border, carrying a note in his mouth. It was badly written, he knew, but at least it was an apology, right? Caesar waited at the border, deciding it was probably a good idea to wait rather than appear in camp despite being an ally. He supposed he could talk to Jacob while he was here too over the event he should hold, since admittedly he wasn't sure what he should do. Maybe Jacob could provide ideas.

#psychosocial.