"BREAKING NEWS, the flock has been spotted in the Northern hemisphere of ashuna. Anyone in the general area of noctura is advised to lock their doors and windows and if your child is an adopted native from corra, defend them with extreme prejudice." [b]john pulls back a cell phone with an urgent need message repeating. [/b] "Think they'll stop us?" [i]"what are they gonna do? The peasants can barely distinguish us from their slaves, they won't even notice their gone."[/i] [b]the two leaders sneak through an icy tundra until they find themselves on the edge of a city, noctura. Many men clad in trenchcoats, fedoras, and assorted mask send the city into panic. They sneak into homes and steal away any wisps they can find, most of which are being held as slaves. Shepard himself moves for the town hall and grabs the lead council member. Mowing through any resistance he can find, the flock regroups at a deserted snow covered plateau, as multiple transport ships are loaded with reclaimed wisps, ranging in age of next to death, to barely able to walk, and the tyrannical mayor. Several hours later Shepard walks into the barrows with the mayor at gunpoint and the few wisps they found, only around 10-15, free to find their homes in the various small cabins and shacks. He throws the council leader into a prison cell in the middle of the desert, ready to be eaten by the worms.[/b] [spoiler]open, find the mayor being eaten, walk into the barrows, whatever.[/spoiler]