PeZook wrote:Steve wrote:I could point out very few know the Ebon Blade exists. But then I'd be spoiling the joke.
That's what front companies are for
Siege wrote:It's a brilliant ploy. Your hidden order of evil sponsors these movies and makes a buck or two, and any intelligence operative who stumbles across evidence of your actual existence will think "surely not!" and will at any rate be far too embarassed about his find to present it to his superiors!
Exactly.
Worst case, someone thinks they've stumbled across a
mere criminal conspiracy to make snuff films or something. No one suspects that they've actually bumped into a psychic lesbian S&M version of the medieval Assassins.
Shroom Man 777 wrote:Hell, they can be rumored. Just like Masons and Illuminati and shit. A bunch of psychic chicks doing lesbian torture porn to those they capture, terrorizing some villages in the fringe world yokelvilles, and having laser sword duels with sweet innocent lesbian Jedi chicks? There are eye witnesses, there are villages like the one in the prologued thread, there are people whose kids have been abducted, and Wild Spacers and smugglers like Balthier know about it. Sure, most would think it's just Wild Space hearsay and a whole crock of shit since Wild Spacers are a superstitious cowardly lot, most would think that it's just about as real as HERACULES' LEGENDARY JOURNEYS, but whatever.
Shroom has a point.
The Ebon Blade couldn't function without a way to get in touch with them; it's hard to be an evil psychic lesbian assassin-for-hire if no one knows where to mail the check. So at least within the underworld, the criminals and spies have to be fairly confident that the organization exists and that
someone knows how to talk to them. The obvious example being Walter de la Poer; how did he know how to contact the Ebon Blade? How did whoever told him know? And so on.
And that awareness
will propagate to the surface on some level. Their best defense is to make any evidence of their existence to look like the basis for a bad conspiracy theory... refuge in audacity, as it were.