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The Knight runs into the Dung Defender while traversing the Royal Waterways. Unfortunately, getting hit in the face repeatedly with dung has consequences.
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Horror stories had fascinated Mirabelle for as long as she could remember. The catharsis, the thrills, the relief, she loved all of it! And perhaps, sometimes, privately, she imagined what it would be like to be one of the characters in them.
And not always the victim.
Sometimes, she imagined stalking through dark forests and haunted castles, her long claws scratching the ground with every step.
After the King’s defeat this old interest intersects with her new studies into body craft, and things swiftly get out of hand.
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They did it, the King is dead and Vaugarde is saved.
It took all of their strength and determination, plus a mysteriously stellar performance from Siffrin while climbing the House, but their quest is at an end. There is nothing left to do.
And so the saviors separate and go their own ways. Each burdened by all that they left unsaid and an uneasy sense of regret.But the Universe still has a wish to fulfill and this ending does not suffice. The saviors will find that splitting up is not as easy as they expect.
In fact it might be impossible.
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Isabeau once joked that if he ever needed to get away with murder, he would make sure to ask Odile for help.
She didn’t mind the joke, in fact she tried to play into it. She was more ruthless than the others, scarier, and it was for the best to keep that comparison humorous. To limit her terrifying side to chilly glares and threats of spicy food. It stopped the others from dwelling on it long enough to ask questions, which in turn helped her keep certain things buried in the past.
Then Siffrin knocked on her door in the middle of the night and asked her for just such assistance. Suddenly it wasn’t a joke anymore.
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Siffrin awakes inside an iron cage, tucked into the far corner of an unfamiliar room, stripped of his cloak and gear. There's a wound in their side, he swears this blinding headache is trying to kill him, and the faint taste of alcohol lingers on their tongue.
Worst yet, Siffrin hasn't the faintest idea how he got here. What happened last night...?