Urat

(set:$money to 0) (set:$hasShoes to false)(set:$isHuman to false)(set:$intimidation to it +10)You hear that knock on the door, more assertive than most. Your father rushes you to the other room, urges you to stay. Tracing the lines in wooden planks you listen to the sounds beyond. You hear a stranger's voice, and your father’s. He seems unnerved, but speaks calmly. He always does. Your mother says a few words as well. She speaks controlled, but you can hear the low warning menace in her voice. You know it too well.. Suddenly clattering, commotion. More voices. The stranger has many men with him. Chainmail. Horses. Soldiers… Your father raises his voice. He is really unnerved now. Then a loud thud, as if someone is sent flying out of the house. It is time for the soldiers to be scared. Silence envelops the house and a gust of wind enters the room and grows into a blizzard that blows away everything. Walls, floors, ceilings. Only fields of ice remain. And in those fields a sea of corpses, with a solitary horned, clawed figure, covered in blood, standing in the middle. It glares at you. You turn around to run away only to face a knight in golden armor. The dead men on the field rise and start shambling towards you. The golden knight lifts his sword. You close your eyes. For a moment all you feel is nothing, but then a warm hand lands on your shoulder. You open your eyes to see a boy your age staring at you with brilliant, golden eyes. He is draped in expensive fabrics and accompanied by servants and a guard. Around him a bustling marketplace, and further away - glistening blue sea. ''Seraph:'' "Hello! My name is Seraph! Will you be my friend?" -He smiles at you showing pearl white teeth. Suddenly a lighting flash and the golden knight is back, standing before you. Seraph is next to him, with dark silhouettes of strangers behind him. "Monster. Monster. Monster." - The people behind start to chant.. And the golden knight pierces your heart. [[Wake Up]]

You ghasp for air and open your eyes. Late summer morning sun filters through the window behind you, warming you. Dust gently dances in the sunrays. There is your bookcase, your messy kitchen table, your night table. You are in your comfy bed. Your room. Your room. It was just a dream. You fall back in your bed. Your upper body feels heavy today, despite only doing paperwork the day prior. You expect the sensation to be more related to your state of mind than your body. Still… Need to get to the warehouse and finish taking stock for the castle provisions before the big day. But before that you need to get dressed and drink the changeling potion. Uff... the potion - you shudder at the thought - every morning a sip of that vile thing. But it's not like you have much of a choice. [[Get Up]] [[Stay a little longer]]

You breathe out heavily before you swing your bare feet over the bed, then stand up. [[Leave home|Leave home not changed]] [[Inspect kitchen table]] [[Inspect bookcase]] [[Inspect night table]] [[Put on shoes]]

You close your eyes, and enjoy the soft bed and cushy pillows, the warmth from the window, and the birdsong beyond it. Then you extend your hand: long fingers that end in sharp nails. Just like mother's. You weren't always like this. As a child you looked just like any other human, but as you grew, so did the fangs, and the horns, and the claws. It's not all bad. You are also a good deal taller than most, and strong as an ox. Can see in the dark. Read smells like a hound. Never get sick... This was a good aid in the early years, to find work, before Seraph taught you how to write and count. A cloud passes the sun, slightly blocking its warmth. Weren't you supposed to be in a hurry to get to work? [[Get Up]]

(set:$skillPoints to it +1)SKILL POINT GAINED You open the door. Birdsongs and gentle wind greets you. Your apartament is in furthest corner of the workers district, located on top of a steep hill. It is an inconvinience, but well worth the look that greets you each time exiting the house. The capilal of the Duchy of Adria, Alsa Caelora, stands in full glory before you, decorated for today's celebrations, and beyond it, the glistening gulf of Lemronto. [[Go to warehouse]]

It's still littered with leftovers of yesterday's dinner. The amount of food you can consume is staggering. Come to think of it, mother also always ate enough for four, but she preferred much more meat in her diet. Almost all of it, frankly... [[Back]]

It's bursting with books. "Life and lineage of Amirelli Gionalli", "Theory of Supply and Demand, threatese from Merchant Guild of Embercairn", "Geography of the North, Askaria's rise", and al lot, a lot of adventure stores. Seraph brought them all, saying that these are the best books to learn reading letters, but by now you know that he just liked them and wished to discuss them with someone who would listen. [[Back]]

You open the first drawer, and there it is, a tiny, unassuming bottle, filled with transparent liquid. Next to it also sits your poach with Askarian currency: auras. [[Take the potion]] (if: $money is 0)[[Take gold]] [[Do nothing|Back]]

[[Drink the potion]]

(set:$money to 110) [[Back]]

After following a precipitous path from your house, you evenually get on a road, laid with cobblestones. There you meet other people, all walking the same direction. Most dressed in clean whine shirts and robes. Some in carriages, some on horses, some walking, all bearing gifts to the god and the new lord of Adria. You listen to the talks around you. Most are just curious what the future will bring. Many speak well of the new duke to be. You do not share the enthusiasm. Sorath Araquiel Suncrest always had some sort of axe to grind with his youngest brother, Seraph, but since he couldn't do much against his little brother without risking the duke's ire, he settled for Seraph's common born best friend - you. So in short you were not bringing him any gifts on his homecoming party. As you reach the central district the crowd thickens. Everything is decorated, flowers line the pots, colorful flags hang from gates and railings, and guard presence is prominent, evaluating each passer by with a watchful eye. You change your direction to visit the factory port district. There you will find auntie's Ettels warehouse. You first met Ettel, after being rescued from the street, and taken in as an aide for the castle. Back then she was your superior, but with the care she displayed for all the children in the castle, Ettel gained the affectionate moniker "aunty". Many years later Ettel's husband got the warehouse building via inheritance, and the hardworking lady jumped at turning it into a business. Because she knew you could read and count, as well as carry heavy loads, she offered you a job. The warehouse's gates stand open, and porters are stacking boxes into carts. [[Enter the warehouse]]

You enter the tailors shop. It's rather busy. Shopkeeper: "Good morning! I'll be with you in a moment. Menwhile please feel free to take a look at what we have on display!" - he gives some garments to a woman, who proceeds to moveto the fitting room. A man, sitting on a bench by the entrance exhails. Looks like he is accompanying the woman, and is regretting that decidion right now. Shopkeeper: "And if anything chafes, we can adjust it right away." He calls after the woman. - "And what may I do for YOU?" - he turns towards you with a smile, but you notice him checking out your current clothes. - "We offer a wide selection as well as custom tailorwork. We ARE quite pricey, but that's only because you pay for the highest quality." [["I'm looking for something to wear during today's celebrations."]] [["Just looking around."]]

[[Shorten time by mingling and participating in the festivities till Seraph can speak to you]]

[[Seraph asks if you would like to leave and spend time with him]]

[[The duchess, Seraphs mother tries to convince him not to leave]]

[[Seraph finds out you were kicked from the castle on the street, after he left]]

[[Seraph argues with his mother and you both fin out she intercepted your letters]]

[[You both leave the party]]

[[Seraph dares you to go to the old haunted ruins]]

[[You sparr with Seraph]] [[You explore the haunted ruins and exorcize a ghost]]

[[You have a conversation with Seraph, he tells you of his time in the golden order, about having arguments with his superiors and the clergy, about the scholar and her research into devils]]

[[Seraph asks about your time, asks if you have changed in your devil form]]

[[You notice smoke rising from the city]]

[[You hurry to the city and encounter a devil in your way]]

[[You both fight the devil, it gains upper had on Seraph, starts to choke him]]

[[You thrust a sword thorugh the opponent, it drops Seraph and attacks you prowing stronger]]

[[You wrestle on the ground, the devil tries to stab you]]

[[You are losing agains a knife inching at you]]

[[You turn into your devil form and suprise the opponent]]

[[You violently hack the opponent in peaces]]

[[You are realizing you have killed someone for the first time and are going into panick]]

[[Seraph calms you]]

[[Seraph asks you to go to the emergency meeting point]]

[[You must first go home to get your changeling potion and turn back to human]]

[[Seraph wants to meet up with guard captain and find his parents]]

[[You seek out Seraph, despite his wishes]]

[[You go to the guardhouse and meet up with Seraph]]

[[Seraphs father is there, they make plans for counterratack]]

[[The guardhouse is attacked, you help the soldiers]]

[[A messinger arrives and tells that the safe randevous point is being attacked, Seraph realizes his mother is there]]

[[You fight your way to the randevous point with the guards]]

[[A leader of the demons has Seraphs mother and asks for dukes surrender in exchange for letting civilians escape]]

[[The duke surrenders and urges Seraph to leave]]

[[The demons do not keep their word and attack all]]

[[You and your allieas are losing the fight, Seraph saves your life but recieves a powerful blow that leaves him unconsus]]

The chilly night air seems to stay away from your sweaty skin as you fight alongside guardsmen and soldiers, cutting down one horror after another. Any moment you fell a beast, hoping that the tide just might turn, one of the demons appear. The creatures drop one human after another, followed by the shreaks of dying as they themselves shrug off sword slashes and fire as if those were mere inconviniences. Your gaze focuses on one of the demons that just pulled it's jagged sword out of a guardsmens belly. The man shreaks like a banshee at the motion, then grows still, spirit departing from him. The demon locks eyes with you and begins its approach. You grip your sword and try to blink away the sweat dirpping down from your forehead. The creature walks slow, then breaks into a stride. A slash, and you lock your swords. The blow rings through your forearms. A few slashes you manage to avoid but the last one connects and draws blood from your thigh. You step onto that leg and whince. You are much weaker in your human form, you are tired, and now also losing blood. The beast attacks again and you manage to stop the blow. Almost. Yor own fingers disobey you and the sword goes flying from your hands. [[Change form]] [[Stay human]]

But the victory is short lived. You see Seraphs eyes go blank and he collapses. You rush over to him and before kneeling notice another ship in the port and creatures pouring from it. Holesness falls onto you like a heavy lid, and when you look around you know you are not alone. - Sun almighty, do not cast a shade onto your followers... Deliver us from evil. - a guardsman, caked in blood and dirt, silently begins to pray. Just that moment first of the reinforcements from the devilish beasts appear, and the tired men closest to them engage in battle. You grip your sword with a grim determination. Steady your ragged breath... And prepare for the next fight. Just as you do a portal appears, and professor Zemfizohch steps out of it. She takes a moment to steady herself and take in her surroundings, then notices you and Seraph. Before you manage to utter a word she drops a scroll on the ground, grabs your hand and puts the other on Seraph and whisks you away via another teleport. The last thing you see is the great city of Alsa Caelora engulfed in flames.

Grim determination overcomes you. Either you stay human and hope to survive this fight, or you relay on your other form and maybe win. And then get cut down by your allies. The beast swings at you. You dodge the attack and lunge for your sword, but the jump is just a bit too short, and your sword stays out of your reach. Sensing a shadow looming over you, you turn to your attcker, who is ready to end you. Damn! The sword comes down... And then stops. The demon flies into air screaming in it's foreign tongue. You grab your sword and stand, only to observe around you all enemies dangling in the air, screaming. Seraph is next to you, standing with arms raised, a brilliand glow radiating from them. He screams and the beasts begin to screech as well. For a moment they seem to be locked in an invisible fight, then the creatures explode in a red mist, raining a drizzle of blood over the battlefield. Time stops and for a second silence envelops the fighters. Seraph looks at you, a weak smile playing on his lips. He is standing with soldiers dropped leaning heavily on his sword. He saved your life. Men's cheers rise you from this moment. - Hail lord Suncrest! Horray!!! [[But the victory is short lived.]]

(if:$isHuman is true)+(if:$hasShoes is true)[[Leave home]] (if:$isHuman is false) [[Leave home|Leave home not changed]] [[Inspect kitchen table]] [[Inspect bookcase]] (if:$money is 0 and $isHuman is false)[[Inspect night table]] (if:$money is 110 and $isHuman is false) [[Inspect night table|Inspect night table gold taken]] (if:$isHuman is true)+(if:$money is 0) [[Inspect night table|Inspect night table potion taken]] (if:$hasShoes is false)[[Put on shoes]]

==> [[Skills]] | Auras: $money | Charisma: $charisma | Intimidation: $intimidation <hr>(unless: ((passage:)'s tags contains "menu"))[(set: $lastPassage to (passage:)'s name)]

The little bottle sits on your nightstand. [[Take the potion]] [[Back]]

You feel sick to your stomack, even before taking the potion. Memories alone are enough to do that. All right, no choice. One, two, just do it quick and then at least you don't need to taste it. You knock back the contents and steady yourself against the wall. For a moment you just feel woozy, then your muscles start to acke, your skin burns and eyes feel like two grapes in a grider. You steady yourself against the wall. After a moment the unplesent feelings are gone and you look at your hands and slide them over your head, to check that all worked out properly. Where you once had horns, now there are just silky hair, in place of your tusks, just normal teeth, and your skin just like any other human being. (set:$isHuman to true)(set:$intimidation to it -10) [[Back]]

Your pouch containing previous month's pay is here. Perhaps you should take it with you? [[Take gold]] [[Back]]

You can't go anywhere looking like this. [[Back]]

[[You put on your simple but comfortable cloth shoes|Back]] (set:$hasShoes to true)

Your eyes take a moment to adjust to the darker environment of the building. Burly men carry heavy loads outside, darting among them is a small figure inspecting the work and occasionally stoping one of the porters with different variations of "oh, no, no, no, deary, no" whenever a crate was carried or placed to her mind "incorrectly". Right now she is inspecting some linen bags and her head is hidden in one of them. "Hello, aunty!" Etta takes a moment to wrestle her head out of the bag and scans the surrounding area, then lifts her eyebrows when noticing you. She abandons whatever she was doing, leaving the sacks and one confused porter, clearly awaiting an answer to some sort of question and jogs toward you expertly dodging the large men around her and the crates they carry. ''Etta: ''"Oh, deary, luv, you came!" [["Hard not to, your voice carries louder than any cockrel crow."]] [["Sorry for being late"]]

(set:$compassion to 1)Etta: "Oh, no worries, no worries..." - she waves her hand dismissiely. - "Honestly, I'm the one who should say sorry, spend the entire night tossin' and turnin', thinking how daft I was to ask you here on a day like this! How are you feeling? Must be pretty excited today?" [["No different than anyone else, I imagine."]] [["Bitter reminder, today..."]]

Etta: "Oh, deary.." - she puts her hand on your wrist. "I'm sure all has an explanation, do you really still feel upset? Perhaps you might have a chance to talk it out?" - she begins to squeeze, probably to comfort you, but her thin fingers hide a suprising amount of force. "With our dear future duke? Think I have a better chance at a conversation with a rock, the guy isn't exactly the talkative type." Ettas eyebrows shoot up in the sky. "Huh, I always thought our young lord to be a good speaker and listener. You can't be this upset about the letters?" [["Letters? Wait, who are we talking about?"]]

Etta: "Really? I know it has been years, but you two were thick as thieves when you were little. I thought today would matter more to you. I know the man returning is now of a different status and experience, but I think it would matter if you were there, greeting him in port. And the letters... I'm sure there is a reasonable explanation." - she places her hand gently on yours. [["Letters? Wait, who are we talking about?"]]

Etta: "Oh, good, at least something reaches you on that mountain of yore! Were you already at the docks?" "No, came straight here" Etta: "My, deary, I was sure you'll go to the celebration" "But you told all of us that we need to work early today." Etta: "Yes, luv" - she clasps her hands at her brest - "It was daft of me, and I'm sorry for not thinking this trough, on a day like this asking you to come in. I cannot imagine what is it like for you today." [["No different than anyone else, I imagine."]] [["Bitter reminder, today..."]]

"Young lord Seraph, of course!" "Seraph?! Isn't it Sorath coming back today? The oldest inherits the throne, youngest is sent to the Golden Order, never to return home?" "Oh, my darling, luv!" Etta claps her hands "Do you ever go to the town square, and listen to the criers?! They've switched them, I do not know how, but Seraph will inherit the chair!" You take a moment to process these news. Etta: "You had no idea, really?! I did find it odd that you were the one not protesting yesterday about the extra worktime on holiday(if:$compassion is 1)[, but you were always a patient one.](else:)[, but now it makes sense!] So off you go!" [[Do you really not need help here?]] [[Thanks aunty!]]

(set:$compassion to it +1)Etta: "No, no, deary! all that's left is to stack these boxes, the paperwork is already in order!" "I can help with that too, you know." "My, deary, I offer you a day off and you still argue!" - her smile beams brightly - "Off you go!" [[Thanks aunty!]]

''Etta: ''"Oh, and you might make a quick run home, put on a more proper outfit" - she eyes your cotton shirt and simple trousers. "Don't really have anything better at home." (if:$gender is "female")["My... a lady your age should have at least one proper dress! What will you do when a nice boy asks you out?!"](if:$gender is "male")["I know men are not really into clothes, but for decencies sake you should have at least some holiday clothes."] You know the tailor on the portside promenade? He has some nice outfits, tho not very cheap... You should visit him." (if:$money is 0)[["I left my coin home, and doubt I'll have the time to run back, go to the tailor and be for the celebrations in time."]] (if:$money > 0)[["Maybe I'll do that."]] (if:$money > 0)[["Don't really think that this is the best way to use entire month's pay"]]

(set: $name to (prompt: "What is your name?", "Odel")) You play as: [[Female]] [[Male]]

(set:$gender to "female")(set:$charisma to it +2)(set:$intimidation to it -2)CHAPTER 1 New Sun Rising [[Start|The Dream]]

(set:$gender to "male")(set:$intimidation to it +3)CHAPTER 1 New Sun Rising [[Start|The Dream]]

Etta: "Oh, deary, luv, you know I can't give you out an advance. My husband already gave me an earful for that one time with Jans..." "It's okay, I'm not asking for an advance." Etta eyes again your clothes with a dissaproving stare. - "I wouldn't mind giving you something of mine, but you are just so tall, there is nothing that would fit!" [["As I said, it's all right..."]]

Etta: "Good, make sure you do! (if:$gender is "female")[I am sure you will look absolutely loveley!"](else:)[Oh, you will be such a handsome lad, I'm sure!"] [["Sure, aunty."|"As I said, it's all right..."]]

Etta: "Oh, you are incorragable! And when you will be old, like me, you will regert not dressing up when you could! Mark my words!" [["Sure, aunty."|"As I said, it's all right..."]]

Etta: "Oh and before you go, Jans said he had something to tell you!"(set:$spokeToJans to false) [["All right."]]

[[Speak to Etta]] [[Speak to Jans]] [[Look around the warehouse]] [[Leave]]

Etta: "Oh, deary, you still here?" [["Are you sure it's okay for me to take a day off?"]] [["Will you also go to the port?"]]

Jans, your collegue, is on the far side of the warehouse, his eyes dart from one of the nearby shelves to the ledger in his hands. "Morning! Etta said you had something to discuss?" (if:$compassion is 2)["Morning! Not much to discuss.](else:)[He does not face you right away, instead takes time to mark something in his ledger. After an uncomfortable moment he turns to you. Jans: "So we are dragged from our beds early, while you get a day off? Didn't come to mind to check if it's really all right? "Etta said it is." "Please, you know Etta. Nice lady, but sometimes it get's in the way of seeing things as they are. Must be nice having noble friends." [["It's more that I have any friends, so a day off for me while you get to work."]] [["Sorry, about that."]]] [["So what did you want to tell me?"]]

Your workplace, but it rarely is this busy. You don't know most of the porters, means they are in town just for this event. (if:$gender is "female")[One of them winks at you as he passes.](else:)[One of the men stop and address you: "Just grab one of those boxes and place them in the nearest cart." "Oh, no, I'm just one of the overseers doing the books." He takes a moment to glance at your tall stature and broad shoulders.] [["All right."]]

(set:$skillPoints to it +1)SKILL POINT GAINED You wave Etta goodbye and make your way towards the portside promenade.(set:$attendedCeremony to false)(set:$promisedToHelpMadi to false)(set:$metSeraph to false) [[You arrive at the promenade.]]

(set:$brutality to it +1)Jans shoots you a murderous glare. [["So what did you want to tell me?"]]

(set:$compassion to it +1)Jans: "Right, well maybe you'll pay it back on another shift." [["So what did you want to tell me?"]]

Jans: "A woman came by, asked about you." "A woman?" "Yeah, interesting case this: said she is a scholar of some sorts, from the north. Also she was a broqi, but spoke without a whiff of an accent." Broqi are another race of people, short, sturdy and very hairy. You certainly do not have such a scholar in your circle of accquintances. "Did she say what she wanted?" "No, only asked after you and said she will wait in the "Dancing Gull". She sounded worried, said it is urgent." "Thanks." "Yeah... Maybe she is looking for a scribe. Or a porter. Etta sure isn't making use of you."(set:$spokeToJans to true) [["All right."]]

Etta: "No too much to do here, but I'll join fro the procession to the temple." (if:$compassion > 0)["REALLY don't need me to stay and help?" Etta: "Oh, no, no. It's nothing that much anyways."] [["All right."]]

Etta: "Yes, yes deary. Nothing much really left to do for today. These strong, smart men will make a quick work of the boxes left." - she gestures towards the carts. Just as she does, her eyes stay there. Etta: "Oh, no, no, no, no, deary! I told you time and time again, you put those ones on the bottom, not top!" Porter: "But we already finished stacking this one." - he raises his voice to be heard from the distance. Etta: "No, no, no, luv, no. It will all rattle and break on the way if you do it like that! Restock the cart proper!" The porter looks like he is about to protest, but just exhales, and starts unloading the almost full cart. Etta turns to you. "Such a smart bunch of lads!" [["All right."]]

The "Dancing Gull" inn is here, so are some of the shops and stalls the more wealthy townspeople and visitors frequent(if:$attendedCeremony is false)[ and the port where royal carrack would later arrive. A crowd had already begun to gather]. [[Go to the "Dancing Gull"]] [[Go to the tailor]] [[Visit candlemaker's stall]] (if:$attendedCeremony is false)[[Go to the docks and wait for the ship]] (if:$attendedCeremony is true and $promisedToHelpMadi is true or $metSeraph is true)[[Go to the castle]]

You enter the inn. "Dancing Gull" is one of the most reputable taverns in the city. Always clean, pleasant clientele and frequent artist performances. Just so happens that right now a small band is playing a cozy, ambient instrumental piece. (if:$promisedToHelpMadi is false)[[Talk to the inkeep]] [[Join patrons for a game of dice]] [[Leave|You arrive at the promenade.]]

You join the crowd on the docks. Far off in the distance you can already see the siluette of the approaching ship: white and gold sails fluttering in the wind. As you wait, more and more people join the crowd. At one point you hear a guard exclaim: "The duke and ducessa approach! Make way! Make way!" Guards part the crowd and stand in two rows, guarding the road between. After a while a gilded carrage approaches with cavalry in tow. Guardsmen surround it, a squire opens the door. The duke, Amaros Araquiel Suncrest appears first, then extends his hand to his wife, Ahiah. Both nobles salute the gathered crowd and make their way to the waterfront. Some time passes waiting with people murmuring in anticipation, all looking at the approaching carrack. Finally the ornamented ship "Valiant" slides into the port. As it touches the fenders, fanfares sound. Servants pull ladders next to it the moment the vessel has fully stopped. When it is done the Suncrests make their way on board. Guards on ship salute them as a small group await the nobles. If not for the Suncrest insignia on his chest you would not have recognized Seraph among the group. The skinny teen is gone and in his stead a young, well built man standing tall. He greets his parents with a bow and a smile, they return the gesture, then Ahiah embraces him, Amaros places his hand onto Seraphs shoulder. They converse for a moment, then turn their attention towards the gathered crowd and Seraph waves. The crowd cheers. You notice Seraph's eyes scanning the crowd, looking for someone.(set:$attendedCeremony to true) [[Wave]] [[Do nothing]]

Shopkeeper: (if:$gender is "female")["Todays? Tsk, tsk, tsk. I'll take a look what we have on shelves, but you, my lady, are quite tall, we might not have anything your size at the moment."](else:)["Hmm... let me take a look at our shelves, we just might have something for a tall, strapping gentelman like yourself."] He goes to another room. Silence for a moment, then a triumphant "hah". The shopkeeper comes back. Shopkeeper: "Just our luck, we have this loveley selection on hand! This here is some fine, dense broadcloth with a velvety nap imported from Burgheim, and this here loveley piece is locally made with white silk trimmings. All very presentable and fitting for the occasion. So what would be the esteemed customers choice? (if:$money > 84)[["The locally made vetments look rather comfortable and well done." ''85 auras'']] (if:$money > 109)[["I like the imported one. ''100 auras''"]] [["I think I'll pass."]]

Shopkeeper: "All right, please do nothesitate to ask if anything is needed." "I will, thank you." [[Leave|You arrive at the promenade.]] [["I'm looking for something to wear during today's celebrations."]]

(set:$money to it -85)Shopkeeper: "Would you like this packaged?" "No, I'll go to the fitting room and change right away." "Very well." You spend a moment changing your clothes. The new vesments are soft and beautiful, but could have been a bit wider in the shoulders.(set:$charisma to it +3) [[Leave|You arrive at the promenade.]]

You see a shade of dissapointment in the shopkeepers face. Shopkeeper: "As you wish." - he quickly collects all the clothing he put out for you and carries it away. [[Leave|You arrive at the promenade.]] (if:$money > 85)[["Actually I changed my mind, the locally made vetments look rather comfortable and well done." ''85 auras''|"The locally made vetments look rather comfortable and well done." ''85 auras'']] (if:$money is 110)[["Actually I changed my mind, I like the imported one. ''110 auras''"|"I like the imported one. ''100 auras''"]]

(set:$money to it -100)Shopkeeper: "Would you like this packaged?" "No, I'll go to the fitting room and change right away." "Very well." You spend a moment changing your clothes. The new vesments are soft and beautiful, but could have been a bit wider in the shoulders. Your hands feel a bit restricted. (set:$charisma to it +5) [[Leave|You arrive at the promenade.]]

''URAT''(set:$skillPoints to 0)(set:$lovasTouch to 0)(set:$blindingLight to 0)(set:$mindBend to 0)(set:$compassion to 0)(set:$brutality to 0) Book 1 by Laura Vilsone [[Next|Choose your gender]]

As Seraph's eyes near you you extend your hand and wave. A woman next to you gives you a confused and dissapproving look.(set:$waved to true) Drawn by the gesture your friend's eyes linger on you, but no recognition is seen in them. [[He turns his attention to others.]]

You do not move as Seraph's gaze passes you.(set:$waved to false) [[He turns his attention to others.]]

The royal family makes their way down from the ship, where a preast meets them, speaking something. Meanwhile two men bring a large golden brazier next to them. The duke flicks his fingers, magic sparks dancing among them and the coals in the brazier come alive with roaring fire. The preast gives each of the royals a white candle, takes a golden banner with wind chimes attached to it, and starts to walk on the road made by the guards. Meanwhile the family lit their candles from the brazier, then follow the preast. A bunch of well dresses men and women do the same, then the guards part to allow the gathered crowd access to the brazier to lit their candles. Despite the large crowd, people light their candles in an orderly manner, then join the procession lead by the preast. Others skip the candle lighting and join right away or stand aside. (if:$hasCandle is true)[[Light your candle]] [[Join the procession]]

Stallkeeper: "Good morning! What would you like, (if:$gender is "female")[my lady](else:)[good sir]?" (if:$money>0)[["One white temple candle, please." ''1 aura'']] [["Nothing, thank you"|You arrive at the promenade.]]

Stallkeeper: "Here you go." - he hands you a thin, white candle. (set:$money to it -1)(set:$hasCandle to true) [["Thank you."|You arrive at the promenade.]]

You wait in the qeue at the brazier. When it is time for you, you light your candle.(set:$candleLit to true)(set:$compassion to it +1) [[Join the procession]]

You walk among many others, (if:$candleLit is true)[guarding your candle from the wind and pilgrims next to you, ]joining the procession. In the distance temple bell tower rings, many people stand on the sides of the road, cheering when the royals pass. The entire city was decorated for this event, but the road you are on is something else: large golden banners flicker in the wind, flower garlands line the geometry of buildings, preformers sing and dance on street corners. You slowly move forward uphill untill you reach Jahoel round square. In the center of it, the chief sun temple of Alsa Caelora, it's golden spire gleaming in the sunlight. At the temple the procession dissolves, each person finding a place in the large square. The preast who led all gives away his banner to other servants of the God who awaited him and the royals on the steps of the temple. They wait while most of the pilgrims have entered the square, conversing in hushed whispers. You notice the duchess fiddling around Seraph's clothes and hair, trying to place everything perfectly. The whole place is abuzz with people conversing. After a while the head preast speaks in a jucy, loud baritone, that hushes all other voices in the crowd. It is a prayer in old Askarian, so you can make out only a few words. It is a prayer for the duchy and rulers, both past and future. He speaks for quite some time. When he finishes, a choir of prestesses begin to sing and the priest takes a small, golden chalice. Seraph steps forward, kneels, and bows deeply. The priest takes gold dust from the chalice and sprinkles it on Seraphs head. Then he places his hand on him and the choir stops. He begins to pray again, this time in common: Priest: "To the Lord among us." Crowd: "Mastria!" Priest: "To His eye in the sky." Crowd: "Mastria!" Priest: "To His blood in us." Crowd: "Mastria!" Priest: "Glorious spirit, creator of all life, we ask of you in your name. Behold this golden eyed man, behold your child! Grant him Your strength so he might repel the evil forces. Grant him Your wisdom, so he may lead us. Grant him Your love, so he may prosper!" Crowd: "Mastria!" Seraph rises and walks to the votive stands by the temple enterance and leaves his candle there, then joins the preast and enters the temple. His parents and the other priests and pristesses follow. After a while common folk begin to walk up to the stands and leave their candles. (if:$candleLit is true)[[Leave your candle]] [[Wait]]

You again line up in a que, this time to leave your candle. (set:$compassion to it +1)When it is done you return to the crowd waiting for the royal's reappearnce. [[Wait]]

A bit of time passes, before Seraph and his family returns on the temple steps. He has a short conversation with his parents and the priest, then steps forward and addressess everyone in the square. Seraph: "Citizens of Adria! Dear guests!" It is a much more deeper voice, you almost do not recognize it. Seraph: "So much time has passed, but you are still as noble, as beautiful as ever! I have travelled from the capital of Golden spires, to the great wall that protect us from the frozen wastes and the horde beyond it, but still my heart only longed for one place. The banks of Valvano, the golden fields of Triessa, the streets of Alsa Caelora called to me! I rejoice for my return, and hope you shall join me, for today we celebrate, and tomorrow I shall begin my ascention to the throne. I am honored and humbled, and ready to bring a new age that promotes our culture, economy and people!" While he spoke, the guards have parted the crowd, to allow the family to leave. You stand right at the edge of the path. The Suncrests begin to leave, walking slowly, interacting with the people adressing them. Soon they reach the place where you stand. [[Let them pass]] [[Call out to Seraph]]

You stay still, as they pass. For a moment Seraph stares at you. His mouth opens to say something, but his mother steps next to him and gently leads him away. (set:$metSeraph to false) [[Go back to the promenade|You arrive at the promenade.]]

"Seraph!" - you yell from the top of your lungs. A guard controlling the crowd next to you gives you a glance. (if:$waved is true)[["Hey, Goldy! Stop ignoring me!"]] (if:$waved is false)[[Seraph! Over here!"]]

Seraph stops right at you glaring, but there is no recognition in his eyes. The guard near you shifts his position closer to you and extends his hands to shield the royal family. Guard: "That's enough! Mind your manners! Back!" [["Sorry about that, I just waned to speak to Seraph."]] [["Seraph, goddamn, stop pretending you don't know me!]]

Seraph stops right at you glaring, but there is no recognition in his eyes. The guard near you shifts his position closer to you and extends his hands to shield the royal family. Guard: "That's enough! Mind your manners! Back!" [["Sorry about that." - take a step back]] [["Seraph, goddamn, stop pretending you don't know me!]]

Guard: "That's lord Suncrest to you! Take a step back right now!" Two more guards join and begin to push you back. The nobles behind the royal family murmur in worried tones. The duchess, places a hand onto Seraph's shoulders. Ahiah: "We need to go my son." Oblivious to the guards efforts you simply take a few steps forward, feeling slight contentment at as all three get pushed back. Some woman among the nobles lets out a loud ghasp, and the group backs away.(set:$brutality to it +1) "C'mon mate! Do you really not recognize me, or are you just being an ass?" Seraph: "Oh, shit, that you?!" - right away he narrows his lips, hoping nobody heard the slip in his language. "Finally! So which one is it?" - you breafly take a look at the duchess. If looks could kill... "My god, of course I didn't recognize you! You were tall and stocky before, but, my, what's the weather.." "Please, no more tall jokes, you won't be able to come up with anything I haven't already heard." Seraph: "Guards, please!" - he gently pushes them to the side. - "There is no need for this You walk past the guard, and join Seraph, he extends his hands as if inviting you for a hug. [[Hug Seraph]] [["So, your Grace..."]] [[Greet Seraph's parents]]

(set:$compassion to it +1)Guard: "That's lord Suncrest to you! Take a step back!" Menwhile Seraph mutters to himself: "Goldy... goldy..." Suddenly a flash in his eyes. Seraph: "Oh, shit, that you?!" - right away he narrows his lips, hoping nobody heard the slip in his language. "Finally! Wasn't sure if you can't recognize me or just being an ass." - you breafly take a look at the duchess. If looks could kill... "My god, of course I didn't recognize you! You were tall and stocky before, but, my, what's the weather.." "Please, no more tall jokes, you won't be able to come up with anything I haven't already heard." Seraph: "Guard, please, let this person pass!" You walk past the guard, and join Seraph, he extends his hands as if inviting you for a hug. [[Hug Seraph]] [["So, your Grace..."]] [[Greet Seraph's parents]]

Ignoring the puzzled look of nearby nbles and guards, and the frost that wafts from the duchess you pull Seraph into a bear hug. He returns it with just as much force. Seraph: "I missed you dearly, old friend! How have you been? What have you been up to these years? After you stopped returning my letters, I got worried. But looks like we are still on good terms." - he pulls away from you and looks into your eyes. "Right?" Before you can answer, the duchess leans to him and speaks softly: "We must keep moving, this is nor the place, nor time for a lenghty discussion, and we've much to do." Seraph: "Right, of course." - he turns to you. - "This evening there is a celebration in the castle in honour of my return. I absolutelly insist that you come, my friend!" [["I'll be there."]] [["First meeting and you are already dragging me to somewhere boring... I'll think about it"]]

Seraph: "Hah!" - he waves dismisively - "Not yet! But then again, since when have you been concerned with honorifics?" "Since my childhood friend was announced the next duke of Adria." "Really? I was sure it would take more than that to get some manners out of you. But I digress. How have you been, my friend, what have you been up to these years? After you stopped returning my letters, I got worried. We are still on good terms right?" Before you can answer, the duchess leans to him and speaks softly: "We must keep moving, this is nor the place, nor time for a lenghty discussion, and we've much to do." Seraph: "Right, of course." - he turns to you. - "This evening there is a celebration in the castle in honour of my return. I absolutelly insist that you come, my friend!" [["I'll be there."]] [["First meeting and you are already dragging me to somewhere boring... I'll think about it"]]

You turn towards Amaros and Ahiah, and bow deeply as custom demands. "Your Grace."(set:$compassion to it +1) The duke acknowledges your greeting with an ever so slight nod of his head and a faint smile, the duchess stays unmoved. Seraph: "Ah, manners, glad to see there is something still left." - he smiles brightly. "But I digress. How have you been, my friend, what have you been up to these years? After you stopped returning my letters, I got worried. We are still on good terms right?" Before you can answer, the duchess leans to him and speaks softly: "We must keep moving, this is nor the place, nor time for a lenghty discussion, and we've much to do." Seraph: "Right, of course." - he turns to you. - "This evening there is a celebration in the castle in honour of my return. I absolutelly insist that you come, my friend!" [["I'll be there."]] [["First meeting and you are already dragging me to somewhere boring... I'll think about it"]]

(set:$skillPoints to it +1)SKILL POINT GAINED Seraph: "Excellent! Then It's settled!(if:$charisma < 3)[Oh, and it's a formal event, so wear someting that doesn't make the ladies gossip" - he winks at you.](else:)["](set:$metSeraph to true) The royal family leaves and the crowd begins to disperse. [[Leave|You arrive at the promenade.]]

(set:$skillPoints to it +1)SKILL POINT GAINED You don't need to look at the duchess and the nobles behind her, to feel their disapproval at such open disrespect. Seraph: "Right, well I wouldn't want to drag you away from your absolutely exciting evening plans, that I'm sure you have. Still, your boring friend would be delighted if you could attend, should you change your mind." - he gives you a slight smile, but it doesn't entirelly reach his eyes.(if:$charisma < 3)[ Oh, and it's a formal event, so if you come, wear someting that doesn't make the ladies gossip." - he winks at you.](else:)["](set:$metSeraph to true) The royal family leaves and the crowd begins to disperse. [[Leave|You arrive at the promenade.]]

(set:$compassion to it +1)Guard: "That's lord Suncrest to you! And no more funny business!" You stay still, as they pass. For a moment Seraph stares at you. His mouth opens to say something, but in that moment his mother steps next to him and gently leads him away.(set:$metSeraph to false) [[Go back to the promenade|You arrive at the promenade.]]

You walk up to the bar where the inkeep is polishing mugs. Inkeep: "Morning! What can I get you?" (if:$spokeToJans is true)["I was told that there is someone who wishes to speak to me. A scholar?](else:)["Don't know... Anything interesting on offer?"] Inkeep: "Wait, are you $name?" (if:$spokeToJans is true)["Yes."](else:)["Umm... Yes, how did you know?"] "Wait here." - he puts down the mug he was working on and walks up the stairs. A moment passes, he returns and without a word continues polishing mugs. Right after him you hear hurried footsteps. A broqi woman comes downstairs. Her steps are short and she needs to really extend her hand to reach the top of the railings. Despite this she walks in a brisk pace. What attarcts your attention the most is her hair and beard. Thick braids are woven together and held using a variaty of decorations and her beard reaches all the way down to her belly and could leave any lumberjack to shame. You have seen other broqi before, and know they take pride in growing and decrating their body hair, but this looks almost excessive, as if she could fall down from the shear weight of her coiffure. The woman: "$name?" "Yes..." "Ah, very nice, very nice, very nice indeed." - the line is delivered without any emotional elation. "I am thankfull that you came. My name is Madi Edususa Felibiela, I am Associate Professor of Source Warding and Runite Materia history from Burgheim universiy. Nice to meet you." - she has no accent but speaks quickly almost making the words sound rithmic. [["Likewise."]] [["What do you want?"]]

Patron: "Care to join?" "What are the rules?" "Simple. Put down some coin, then you get a dice roll. Toss 2 or 6 and you win. Toss 1 or 5 and you lose. Toss 3 or 4 and you need to add again to the pot then toss again or fold. You in?"(set:$bet to 0) [["No, thank you."|Go to the "Dancing Gull"]] (if:$money > 4)[["Sure." - bet 5 auras]] (if:$money > 19)[["Let's play! - bet 20 auras]]

(set:$bet to it +5)(set:$money to it -5)You toss the dice. It falls at (set:$dice to(random:1, 6))$dice. (if:$dice is 2 or 6)[["Think I'll be taking that!"]] (if:$dice is 1 or 5)[["Shit."]] (if:$dice is 3 or 4)[["Okay..."]]

(set:$bet to it +20)(set:$money to it -20)You toss the dice. It falls at (set:$dice to(random:1, 6))$dice. (if:$dice is 2 or 6)[["Think I'll be taking that!"]] (if:$dice is 1 or 5)[["Shit."]] (if:$dice is 3 or 4)[["Okay..."]]

You take back your money and grab the opponents stack too. +(set:$bet to it *2)$bet(set:$money to it +$bet). [[Leave|Go to the "Dancing Gull"]]

"Hah!" - the patron exclaims as he collects all the coins from the table. -$bet(set:$money to it -$bet). [[Leave|Go to the "Dancing Gull"]]

(if:$money < 5)[["Shit, I'm out of coin!"|"Shit."]] [["I'm done."|"Shit."]] (if:$money > 4)[[Rise by 5|"Sure." - bet 5 auras]] (if:$money > 19)[[Rise by 20|"Let's play! - bet 20 auras]]

(set:$compassion to it +1)The woman scans the room with her eyes, checking something, then points to a table in the far end of the room. Madi: "Let's take a seat, shall we?" (if:$spokeToJans is false)[["I just went here to order something. We can speak at the bar."]] (if:$spokeToJans is true)[["Jans told me you have something urgent for me?"]] [[Take a seat]]

(set:$brutality to it +1)The woman scans the room with her eyes, checking something, then points to a table in the far end of the room. Madi: "Let's take a seat, shall we?" (if:$spokeToJans is false)[["I just went here to order something. We can speak at the bar."]] (if:$spokeToJans is true)[["Jans told me you have something urgent for me?"]] (if:$spokeToJans is false)[[Take a seat]] (if:$spokeToJans is true)[[Take a seat|"Jans told me you have something urgent for me?"]]

Madi: "No, this is a sensitive matter." - she ends the sentence in almos a whisper, leaning in. - "You can order afterwards. Please." The broqi woman senses your hesitation. Madi: "How about we talk and then I treat you?"(set:$MadiTreat to true) "This seems really important to you." "It is." "All right." - you both take a seat. Madi: "I'm glad that my message got to you." "What message." "With your coworker. I believe his name was Jani or something?" "Jans?" "Ah, Jans, yes, yes. I was told you work Birches warehouse?" "Yes, but I haven't spoken to Jans today. I just wanted to talk to the inkeep, but he went and got you." "So much for my running around and finding how to contact you. Well thank to dumb luck I guess. So to get to the matter at the hand: you see, years ago I was comissioned by the Golden order to study some materia they had gained from the Horde. This assignement offered me a unique oppurtuinity to study the creatures closer and I conducted research on other aspects of mantyon maliciferus." [[You pause for a moment]]

Madi: "I'm glad that my message got to you." "What message." "With your coworker. I believe his name was Jani or something?" "Jans?" "Ah, Jans, yes, yes. I was told you work Birches warehouse?" "Yes, but I haven't spoken to Jans today. I just wanted to talk to the inkeep, but he went and got you." "So much for my running around and finding how to contact you. Well thank to dumb luck I guess. So to get to the matter at the hand: you see, years ago I was comissioned by the Golden order to study some materia they had gained from the Horde. This assignement offered me a unique oppurtuinity to study the creatures closer and I conducted research on other aspects of mantyon maficiferus." [[You pause for a moment]]

Madi: "I'm glad that my message got to you." -she goes to the aforementioned table and takes a seat. "Well it was a little vague." - you join her. "I am sorry about that but this is a sensitive matter. You see, years ago I was comissioned by the Golden order to study some materia they had gained from the Horde. This assignement offered me a unique oppurtuinity to study the creatures closer and I conducted research on other aspects of mantyon maficiferus." [[You pause for a moment]]

(set:$compassion to it +1)(set:$promisedToHelpMadi to true)(set:$askedMadiForMoney to false)Madi's face light up in a smile. "Thank you!" "Don't mention it. Let's meet by the stairway to the palace after sundown." "I'll be there. Now I know you have questions. I can't talk about everything but will answer to the best of my ability." [["How do you know Seraph?"]] [["You said this is a matter of life and death. Why?"]] [["Think I know all that I wanted."]] [[Get up]]

(set:$promisedToHelpMadi to false)Madi: "I can't talk about everything but will answer to the best of my ability." [["How do you know Seraph?"]] [["You said this is a matter of life and death. Why?"]] [["Think I know all that I wanted."]]

Madi pauses then exhales looking at you. "Just a few minutes into a conversation and all human diecency is out of the window." "You are looking out for your interests I'm doing the same." "Note to self, don't listen to a noble human judging anoher's character." Without any haggling Madi drops a pouch on the table. "And the other half when you help me." You open the hefty sack, and it takes a bit of self control not to whistle. There is at least one month's pay in it." "Agreed. Let's meet by the stairway to the palace after sundown." "I'll be there. Now I know you have questions. I can't talk about everything but will answer to the best of my ability."(set:$promisedToHelpMadi to true)(set:$money to it +400)(set:$askedMadiForMoney to true) [["How do you know Seraph?"]] [["You said this is a matter of life and death. Why?"]] [["Think I know all that I wanted."]] [[Get up]]

Madi: "As I said, I was comissioned by the Golden order to do some research. As you know Seraph serves in the order. Or should I say served. Never heard of a human leaving it, thought these customs are sacred to you? Anyways. He aided me in may official research, and when we conversed, he suprsed me with his point of view. Especially for the servant of your God. After that we sort of becoame unofficial collegues in the other research. He also become my patron." [["You said this is a matter of life and death. Why?"]] [["Think I know all that I wanted."]]

Madi: "Yes, me and my collegues have some theories we were determined to check. They proved to be more groundbreaking, but also hazardous than initially thought. I'm sorry, I really can't go into details. Not here. And maybe Seraph trusts you, but to me you are a stranger. I'll let him make the judgement wether to share more with you." - she says this quietly, steeling glances around the room. [["How do you know Seraph?"]] [["Think I know all that I wanted."]]

(if:$promisedToHelpMadi is false)[Madi: "So will you help me?" (if:$metSeraph is true)[["Sure. I was going that way anyways."]] (if:$metSeraph is false)[["Sure, but I hope you are not averse to some subterfuge?"|"Sure. I was going that way anyways."]] [["I can help, but what's in it for me?"]]] (if:$promisedToHelpMadi is true)["See you soon."] (if:$askedMadiForMoney is false)[Madi: "Yes, and thank you again."] [[Get up]]

Mantyon maliciferus or more commonly simply called demons is what your mother was. What you are when not drinking the changeling potion. Using the moment of silence Madi continues. "You see the Golden order specializes on killing them, and has a wast collection of knowledge in that sector, but we know almost nothing else about these creatures. I focused on studying their culture, for contrary to the human populus I believe they indeed have a culture: art, music, social norms..." - her speech picks up the pace and you can see a twinkle of excitement in her eyes." "I'm sure they do." - you join back the conversation. She pauses. "Do you have any knowledge in the matter?" "No. Just a gut feeling." "Right. Well you sure are Seraph's friend. So, you see, I must speak to lord Seraph Suncrest, and he listed you as a someone to contact here in Alsa Caelora." "So you contacted Jans, to contact me, to contach Seraph? A bit of a roundabout way, wouldn't you say?" "It is, but if I could just walz up to the next duke and have a private conversation with him today I would have done so. But he mentioned you as someone trustwordy and close to him, so here I am asking you to arrange my meeting with him." "I know that there will be a big ball in the palace after sundown. I'm sure he'll be there." "Excellent. But is it invitations only?" "Most likely. (if:$metSeraph is true)[But I just so happen to have been invited by the host himself.](else:)[But I lived and worked in that place for well over 10 years. I'm sure I could get you in.] However it is going to be a bit of a hassle, why not wait a bit and apply for a formal audience?" Madi: "Out of the question. It would not be an exageration to say that the matter is of life and death. So will you help me?" (if:$metSeraph is true)[["Sure. I was going that way anyways."]] (if:$metSeraph is false)[["Sure, but I hope you are not averse to some subterfuge?"|"Sure. I was going that way anyways."]] [["I neet to know more before I help you"]] [["I can help, but what's in it for me?"]]

(set:$skillPoints to it +1)SKILL POINT GAINED You go to the great stairs leading to the ducal palace. (if:$promisedToHelpMadi is true)[Madi is already waiting for you. Somehow she has foud the time to redo her hair and change clothes. She nods to you when you approach. ]You make your way up the stairs. (if:$promisedToHelpMadi is true)[Halfway Madi calls out to you. "Wait a bit, would you?! - she is leaning heavily on the railings and panting. [[Wait.]] [[Don't wait]] [["If you want I can just carry you up?"]]] (else:)[[As you reach the top of the hill, duke’s palace stands before you.]]

You considerably slow your pace and let the broqi catch up. (set:$compassion to it +1) Madi: "Thanks." [[As you reach the top of the hill, duke’s palace stands before you.]]

"I'll wait for you on the top of the hill. You can climb up in your own pace." She exhales as you leave her behind. (set:$brutality to it +1) [[As you reach the top of the hill, duke’s palace stands before you.]]

Madi: "Really? (if:$askedMadiForMoney is true)[Well I did give you 400 auras for getting me here."](else:)[Ha, that would be the sight, but I don't want to impose." "If you have nothing against it, I have no problem doing it." Madi hesitates for a moment. (set:$compassion to it +1)] Madi: "So be it! Just... Watch the hair, please." You lift her, she is way more heavier than you anticipated. From the suprise you almost drop her. But you quickly compose yourself and easily carry her up the stairs. "Thanks. For a moment there I was worried about going down, not up. Via express." - despite her words you see a smile in her face. [[As you reach the top of the hill, duke’s palace stands before you.]]

(set:$triedFrontDoor to false)You pass the outer gates. (if:$metSeraph is false)[(if:$promisedToHelpMadi is true)["Let's try the back door first."] Guards know you from bringing supplies to the servants wing. You try the door there first. Locked. Perhaps with all the dignitaries around they are more cautious now. Only option is the front door. Or an open window somewhere.] [[Go to the front door]] (if:$metSeraph is false)[[Find an open window]]

(if:$charisma < 3)[The guards look at your outfit and view you with scepticism] Ljosa: "$name?" “Hey, Ljosa! How are you? Let me in?” He takes out a scroll and quickly reads through the names in it. Ljosa: "We don't have you on the list." "What? But I was invited by the host himself." The guard with the scroll looks you square in the eyes. "Not. On. The. List. Now move along." "This must be some mistake." "I'll say it again: not..." "Okay, okay, I got it." - you move to the side [[Find an open window]] (if:$mindBend > 0)[[Mind Bend the guard //Mind Bend check 5//]] [[Force your way in]] [[Wait outside]]

You mantch your stride with the nobles and hope you look like you belong among them.(set:$dice to(random:1, 6))(set:$charismaCheck to $dice + $charisma) Charisma needed 7. You roll $dice +$charisma bonus = $charismaCheck (if:$charismaCheck > 6)[[By some divine luck you slip in with the nobles]] (if:$charismaCheck < 7)[[As you pass, you feel a strong pull by your cotton shirt]]

You quickly make your way to the great hall. Let’s hope you do not meet any more guards. It’s not too long until you spot Seraph’s golden hair and robes. You approach him(if:$metSeraph is true)[, and upon noticing you, he visibly lights up and excuses himself from his current company]. [[End of excerpt for BRSD 12]]

“Azariel be damned, $name!”, you hear a mutter. “Hey, Ljosa! How are you?” You hastily address the guard that grabbed you. His gray mustache pulls up in annoyance, (if:$metSeraph is true)[“C’omon, Seraph invited me.” “That’s lord Seraph Suncrest to you. And the duchess Araquiel Ria Suncrest expressly ordered me to keep you away from the soaree. Now that is an order I’m not about to disobey.” You take a moment to process that. Seraph's mother always disliked you, but you did not expect this. “Do you really believe you will get in trouble for this? Seraph wouldn’t allow that. You know that’s the truth. You know him.” “I knew him when he was 12, running around with you, stuffing slugs into empty seashells, because “everyone needs a home”. I do not, however, presume to know lord Seraph Suncrest, our future duke, who returned today from 3 years service at the front against the Forsaken horde. You are not going in.”] “I am expected.” - you continue in a calmer tone. “Sure you are.(if:$charisma<3)[" - he gives a glance at your clothes - “]Aren’t you a bit too old to keep pulling these shenanigans?” He takes out a scroll and quickly reads through the names in it. Ljosa: "We don't have you on the list." "You sure?" Ljosa looks you square in the eyes. "Not. On. The. List. Now move along." "This must be some mistake." "I'll say it again: not..." "Okay, okay, I got it." - you move to the side [[Find an open window]] (if:$mindBend > 0)[[Mind Bend the guard //Mind Bend check 5//]] [[Force your way in]] [[Wait outside]]

(set:$triedFrontDoor to true)You walk to the front door and face the guards. You have known one of them, Ljosa, since your childhood. Just as you approach a larger group of nobles pass in. [[Try to enter with them. //Charisma check 7//]] (if:$metSeraph is true)[["Good evening. I have been invited"]]

You take a quick glance around. There! Second floor, one of the servant's rooms. (if:$promisedToHelpMadi is true)[Madi: "Wait... Are you planning to go through there?" "Don't worry, I'll get in and then get you invited." She turns away muttering. "Why do I always find the crazy ones..."] You take a glance around then quickly scale the wall. Sneaking through servants qarters should be easy. Less guards, and servants are too busy to report you. (set:$dice to(random:1, 6)) Luck and agility needed 2. You roll $dice (if:$dice > 1)[[Nice, now the hardest part]] (if:$dice < 2)[[A guard notices you]]

Last few hallways left before the ballroom with a lot more guards.(set:$dice to(random:1, 6)) Luck and agility needed 4. You roll $dice (if:$dice > 3)[[You easily avoid unvanted attention|By some divine luck you slip in with the nobles]] (if:$dice < 4)[[A guard notices you]]

Guard: "Hey you, stop right there!" [[Stop]] [[Force your way in]]

In shock, the guards gasp, as you dart past them. (if:$promisedToHelpMadi is true)[Madi just stays behind and flails her hands shocked. ]You hear angry orders to stop behind you. People in the hallway jump to the sides. Some ladies yell out. Suddenly at the end of the corridor two more guards appear. No doubt they heard the commotion. You try to dodge them. As they grasp for you, they catch only thin air. You dart past them and into the main hall. Nobles give you way. People push to the sides of the hall, unsure of your intentions. In the middle stays a lone figure, unmoving - Seraph. He watches you in disbelief. You slow down and the guards catch up to you, grabbing your hands, kicking your legs to force you to kneel. (set:$brutality to it +2) “Stop, stop, stop!” - Seraph finally speaks up. “Men, stop! It’s okay, stand down!” Briefly guards hands linger on you, then they step to the side. “Return to your posts.” Seraph orders the guards. - “Sorry for the commotion, dear ladies and lords. Please return to your conversations! Enjoy the festivities!” He addresses the room. Seraph grabs you by hand with a grip that almost stops your blood circulation, and quickly brings you to the side. [[End of excerpt for BRSD 12]]

You (if:$promisedToHelpMadi is true)[both ]take a seat outside, watching the guests pour in, and listening to the laughts and music from the interior of the palace. The entire time guards cast a suspicious eye at you. Well into the night Seraph comes out and adresses Ljosa: "Hey, Ljosa..." "My lord?" (if:$metSeraph is true)["Have you seen $name?" You get up from your bench and walk towards him: "Oh, yeah, we had some lovely exchanges." Seraph turns around suprised by your voice. "Come to my party, your invited..." Seraph: "You most certainly are." "I. Am. Not. On. The. List." "Can't be. I think..." "Trust me, Ljosa really likes that list." - you nod at the slightly blushing guard.] (if:$metSeraph is false)["Have you seen a broqi scholar today?" Lojsa's eyes dart to Madi, Seraph follows his gaze. Seraph: "Madi! I recieved your message! And who is this? Madi: "Your infuriating best friend." "Who you have been ignoring the entire day. C'mon mate! Do you really not recognize me, or are you just being an ass?" Seraph: "Oh, shit, $name?!" - right away he narrows his lips, hoping nobody heard the slip in his language. "Finally! So which one is it?" "My god, of course I didn't recognize you! You were tall and stocky before, but, my, what's the weather.." "Please, no more tall jokes, you won't be able to come up with anything I haven't already heard." Seraph: "Ljosa, why did you not let them in?!"] Ljosa: "Sir, I was told. The list..." Seraph: "But you KNOW him." Ljosa: "Yes, but..." Seraph: "Nevermind." - he massages his temples. "$name, I am so, so sorry. Please, come in." [[Enter the castle]] (if:$promisedToHelpMadi is true)[["There is someone I need you to meet."]]

Your actions troughout the story will not only impact how others see you but will also allow to access unique magic. Skill points available: $skillPoints Humanity: $compassion Brutality: $brutality ''Human magic:'' Level: $lovasTouch (if:$compassion > 7 and $skillPoints>0)[ [[Upgrade "Lovas Touch"]] ](else:)["Lovas Touch"] - heal a living being that has sustained phisical damage. (Required humanity: 8) Level: $blindingLight (if:$compassion > 1 and $skillPoints>0)[ [[Upgrade "Blinding Light"]] ](else:)["Blinding Light"] - summon a beam of light that blinds everyone around you. (Required humanity: 2) ''Demon magic:'' Level: $mindBend (if:$brutality > 2 and $skillPoints>0)[ [[Upgrade "Mind Bend"]] ](else:)["Mind Bend"] - make a person suseptable to your influence. Be careful: forcing someone to do something against their core beliefs can break their mind. (Required brutality: 3) [[Return|$lastPassage]]

(set:$blindingLight to it + 1)(set:$skillPoints to it -1)(go-to:"Skills")

(set:$lovasTouch to it + 1)(set:$skillPoints to it -1)(go-to:"Skills")

(set:$mindBend to it + 1)(set:$skillPoints to it -1)(go-to:"Skills")

(set:$skillPoints to it +1)SKILL POINT GAINED [[Leave|Go to the "Dancing Gull"]]

You look into Ljosa’s eyes and access your magic.(set:$dice to(random:1, 6))(set:$attributeCheck to $dice + $mindBend)(set:$brutality to it +1) Mind Bend needed 5. You roll $dice +$mindBend bonus = $attributeCheck (if:$attributeCheck > 4)[[You feel your magic dulling his mind]] (else:)[[Your attempt turns on you]]

After a moment of silence Ljosa opens his mouth to say something, but suddenly pauses. His eyes go blank, lose focus, then he speaks in a monotonous tone. “Go. Go in..” You pass as the other guard looks at Ljosa in confusion. Ljosa grabs his forhead. "Uff... My head..." [[Better hurry in before he suspects something|By some divine luck you slip in with the nobles]]

After a moment of silence Ljosa opens his mouth to say something, but suddenly pauses. His eyes go blank for a moment, losing focus. Suddenly a sharp jolt of pain shoots through your skull, and you feel as if someone drained all willpower out of you. Ljosa regains his composure. “What..? Sorry spaced out there for a moment. Been standing here all day. Where were we?” [[Find an open window]] [[Force your way in]] [[Wait outside]]

You stop. Guard: "You are not supposed to be here!" - he grabs you none too gently and leads you outside. Once outside (if:$triedFrontDoor is true and $promisedToHelpMadi is true)[Ljosa and Madi notice you and both schoff.] (if:$promisedToHelpMadi is true and $triedFrontDoor is false)[Madi notices you and schoffs. A door guard nearby has the same reaction. You know the man. Ljosa. Been a guard as long as you can remember.](if:$promisedToHelpMadi is false and $triedFrontDoor is false)[a door guard notice you and schoffs. You know the man since your childhood. Ljosa.](if:$promisedToHelpMadi is false and $triedFrontDoor is true)[Ljosa notices you and schoffs.] Ljosa: "What's up with you? Tired of living?" "Just need to meet someone." "Headsman's axe most likely, if you keep this up." (if:$promisedToHelpMadi is true)[Madi walks up to you: "Are you crazy or just like to see me squirm?(if:$askedMadiForMoney is true)[ And I wan't my coin back.]" (if:$money>399)[[Take it]] (if:$money<400)[[Already spent it]] [[No takebacks here.]]] [[Wait outside]]

She looks suprised when toss her the pouch.(set:$compassion to it +1) Madi: "Wasn't expecting you to just give it back." "And I wasn't expecting to fail so miserably. But whatever, as my father said, stupidity costs."(set:$money to it -400) After a moments hesitation Madi places her hand on you. "Maybe... But I enjojed the show." [[Wait outside]]

Madi: "Figures." [[Wait outside]]

Madi: "I guess not only human nobles are bad at judging other people. What am I doing..." "Making mistakes. Very human of you." [[Wait outside]]

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You step aside as Madi comes up. Madi: "Hello, your Grace." - she bows deeply. "Madi! - Seraph returns the gesture with a lighter bow. - "I recieved your message, you had me a bit worried." "Good, but a bit might not cut it. Can we talk in private?" - there is not a hint of sarcasm in her voice, her brows are knotted and a worriesome line raises above them. Seraph does not answer right away, instead he glances back at the enterance to the castle. "You have caught me at an inoppurtune time. I don't think I'll be able to aid you today pro" "I know, I am sorry, but I really need your protection." "Protection? Are you in danger?" "I'm not sure..." - she has put her arms in front of her and started to rub her fingers to calm herself. A silence ensues as Seraph ponders what to do. After a moment he speaks. "Here is my suggestion: you stay here the night, I'll put some guards to make sure you are safe. Tomorrow, first thing in the morning we talk." "How early would that be?" - Madi has visibly calmed after hearing this. "I have a meeting at sunrise. So, let's say, 2 hours before that?" "Sounds good... But you will bearly get any sllep tonight then...?" "It's all right, this looks serious, and you are worried. I'll manage." "Glad to see the years haven't changed you." - Madi bows again, this time with a smile. Seraph smiles back then adresses "Lojsa