[ INCOMING CALL: GORR (RANK 4) ][ PRIORITY: HIGH ]
Red frowned. Gorr usually sent a text or a trade request. A high-priority video call meant trouble.
Red accepted the call.
The screen flickered. The familiar stone avatar of Gorr appeared. But the background wasn't her usual Trade Hall. It was dark, illuminated only by glowing crystals. She looked... agitated.
"Rubedo," Gorr's voice grated, lacking its usual sarcastic humor. "We need to talk."
"Gorr," Red sat up straighter. "Is it the Molekins? Did they cause trouble?"
"The moles are fine. They dig well," Gorr dismissed. "This is about the neighborhood. You've been making a lot of noise, Rubedo. Killing Hydra. Conquering mountains. Lighting big violet fires."
"I'm just expanding," Red defended. "Civilization building."
"You're loud," Gorr said bluntly. "And the noise travels."
She leaned closer to the screen.
"I just got a ping from the Southern Border. My trade scouts picked up movement. Big movement."
