Gypsie looked around as some reactions popped after the former Acolyte's behaviour. He smiled. Easy cowboy, we're safe here, no need to get all paranoid. He put his own glass down and grabbed a doobie from his pocket. Here, have this Kalliste Gold, it will make everything better. He then handed the joint and a lighter to his fellow Pope. There was less than a handful of them there, though they didn't yet know how many other Popes had been jettisoned out of Baffin. He grabbed his glass again and resumed his drinking, while he thought his next words. We've come here because it was Her will, we're still on the right path, don't ever forget that.
He finishied his whiskey after saying this, and he waved at the bartender for another round. As for the note I got my friend, it suffices to say it was not friendly and the King Kong Kabal signed it, and yet, the dream I had before waking up to that letter disturbs me a lot more than an earthly threat on my life.