Mojath was a lifelong member of the Information Guild, recruited into the Ravens while deployed to eastern Rusmaria on what was meant to be a routine intelligence gathering mission. The invitation came quietly. The acceptance came easier than it should have.
Upon returning to the Draventh Guild house, Mojath began cultivating its leader with careful patience rather than open persuasion. Over time, Sharpot began to listen. At the right moment, he introduced her to Chamaliak, who laid out the calculus of advantage with unnerving clarity, convincing her that an alliance with the Ravens would serve both Guild and Crown.
Meanwhile, Chamaliak’s agents reshaped Mojath’s skills. Intelligence work gave way to steel and shadow. He trained with weapons. He learned to kill without spectacle. He became efficient. He became useful. The Ravens began calling on him for assignments beyond the Guild’s knowledge.
Other Guild members who noticed Mojath’s side work asked the wrong questions. One by one, they stopped asking anything at all. Sharpot turned a blind eye.