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"Fow now, though, I think it best to return to the Citadel and speak with Athos-san. I imagine he'll want to hear about how today's event have transpired."
"Right. Come on, I'll take you there." Vitalion proceeded to escort you. "Say, what's your history with this Hisana fellow? I heard you were a bounty hunter or something but surely you've got a deeper reason for chasing her this far and this long." The Head Captain asked. "Not that I don't appreciate you helping to take down a career crimainal. I'm just curious, is all."
"Is the bounty on her head really high or something?"
"So, your Varjan huh?⭐ I imagine you've got yourself caught up in this whole drug this too. I recall a mercenary asking me if I wanted to use enhancements in order to boost my strength as well.♣️ Honestly I don't care about the whole thing, but I can't imagine someone as strong as you needing them. From what I've heard you're quite the prodigy, excelling at all subjects at the prestigious Seraph Academy. I also wonder what a school boy would want with little ol' me?"❤️
"Like I said, dabbling in those illegal substances was a mistake of mine. My recklessness has almost... ruined everything." Varjan said. "But I have been given a second chance, I shall not waste it. I am now clear of mind and fully prepared to execute my plans."
"And you have heard right. I am said to be a prodigy in the magical arts in all fields." Varjan continued. "I intend to prove them right. Prove them all right, that I am the greatest mage of Razelia." He declared not only to you but to himself as well, his gaze steered of you and into nothingness. As if he was having some sort of vision. "That I will change the world, and immortalize my name throughout history."
His eyes returned to you. "You are in the middle of history, Hisana. So I ask again, do you want to become more dangerous? To have more power to exercise?" Varjan asked once more. "And no, drugs will not be involved. Rather, it'll be my own spin of magic."
"Mira, you all seem to know quite alot about Varjan and his familial affairs. Could you perhaps elaborate a little more on the exact nature of his relationship with his kin?"
"That is quite a curious bit, isn't it?"
The trio, having realized they mouthed off some of their delicate secrets, looked at each other for the next course of action. Knowing there's no going back, Ecthel was the first to speak. "Should we tell them?"
Alicia and Mira nodded. "Yes. I think there's no point keeping this hidden anymore. Besides, I think they deserve to know."
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"Why was he using drugs? And why did he come ask me to kill him at the cathedral? Was it something to do with his parents?"
Athos was silent for a moment, taking in your words. He hung his head before replying. "It's worse than I thought. Far worse than I had expected." The old sage lamented. "What have I done? I was... am, such a fool."
"Yes, Miss Thenri, it has everything to do with his parents. And the rest of his family, and I suppose us too." Athos began his long tale. "The Caldeyron family was not a renowned, famed house a long time ago. No, they crawled and clawed their way to where they are now. Unlike some noble families, they appreciated what they achieved. They did not take it for granted."
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"And that soon became a problem of theirs. They so appreciated their achievements that they became very protective of it, fiercely defensive of what they have. They jealously guarded their reputation and status from anything. Criticism was seen as attack, advice would get you suspicion. Even accidents demanded retribution." Mira continued their tale to Lumina and Lisia. "And it just got worse. Despite achieving a high status... they wanted more. They never stopped wanting, and they never stopped guarding."
"That continued on to this day." Ecthel took over. "Varjan was the Caldeyrons' most latest pet project. Imagine birthing a child so gifted in magic in the Kingdom Of Magic. It was a miracle from the Twin Goddesses. Or so they keep saying." The boy rogue shrugged in annoyance.
"They couldn't let such an opportunity go to waste. They began training Varjan to hone his innate abilities. He followed at first and, from what I heard, the family was relatively happy in those times." Alicia' face then took a darker visage. "Then Varjan had other dreams. He wanted to be a sculptor, an artist. Not a mage."
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"You could only imagine the outrage in the family. The Caldeyrons promptly took control of Varjan's life. Restricted where he went, who he talked to, and decided for him to enroll in Seraph Academy." The Court Mage gulped before gaining the strength to continue. His eyes were watery, the liquid glistened in the fireplace's light. "Then Varjan approached me. Asked for my help regarding his family."
Heaving a breath, Athos recounted his part in the story. "I was the Court Mage to the Zauberheim, the royalty. My word carried strength that could shake even the Caldeyrons." He started. "If I told... If I advised the family to lay off of Varjan, I... I could've stopped all of this. There would've been... none of this." Athos' tale became a confession.
"But I didn't... I didn't. He had... he had so much potential, Miss Thenri!" The Court Mage attempted to justify himself. "I sensed it! For him to become something other than a mage would've been a huge waste! He was--" Athos stopped himself, calmed himself. "No, no. There are no excuses. Forgive me, Miss Thenri."
"But that was how I felt during that time. That was my... 'reason' for my decision." Athos continued, deflated. "But I knew what my choice led to and so, I thought it best to light-- attempt to lighten Varjan's stay in Seraph Academy. So as not to leave him wallowing in misery."
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"And that's where we came in." Alicia motioned to her and Ecthel and Mira. "Lord Athos contacted us about Varjan and told us the entire story and told us to befriend Varjan." She paused for a moment. "I... already knew Varjan then. I attempted to reach out to him several times but, approaching a loner by your lonesome was... hard. He was quiet and... it was just awkward."
"Ecthel and I also knew Varjan, I mean who didn't? But not to the extent that Alicia did." Mira took over. "But we were friends with Alicia too so, why not add one more in the circle? I mean, Varjan was a loner and quiet but in time, he opened up a bit about himself. He even began partaking in activities on his own initiative."
"And oh man, he LOVED his bad puns. He'd always have a stupid grin when we cringed." Ecthel reminisced, but the smile was not to last. "But as we became seniors, his family intruded more and more into his life. He needed to finish with a bang and what's a better bang than the Grand Academy Tournament?" The rogue continued. "We saw Varjan less and less ever since and now... we're here."
"I... don't know what to ask of you, Miss Thenri, other than try to help Varjan if you find him." Athos finished. "But you're the winner of the tournament, weren't you? You're going to need to prepare for the award and the graduation ceremonies. I doubt you'll have time for the Caldeyron matter."
"That's why we plan to set out and try to find Varjan. Going by Alicia, he would probably be back home." Mira declared. "It's several days from here so we might need to set out as soon as possible."
"I'd ask you to come with us but... I'm sure you two have duties to attend to, right?"
But I understand. And thanks too for sticking around this long.
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So that just leaves @GreenGoat. Are you willing to continue alone? I can play another Doll to keep Rosemary company but... it's not gonna feel like another player. You know what I mean?
The Untouchables - Incur no damage in the Session (2 Points) Mission Complete - Complete the Session (4 Points) Fleeting Memories - Gain a Memory Fragment (1 Point each Fragment) Tall & Proud - Complete the Session without any Dolls annihilated in the Battle Phase (2 Points) It's A Critical Hit! - Roll a critical hit, a roll higher than 10, in the Battle Phase (2 Points) Safety First - Complete the Session without friendly fire (2 Points) Mind Over Matter - Complete the Session without any Fetter entering a state of Madness (2 Points)
That was the only thing Yuno and Rosemary did ever since they awoke in this square, metal chamber. The room they were in had adequate space and several wood boxes for the Dolls to lean on, sit on or lie down on although the last one was not recommended. The metal of the walls and the floor were old, dirty and a bit rusty. Time had worn down this place and whoever's running it did not bother to maintain it. A single lightbulb provided a dim illumination for the decrepit room.
A single automated door was the only exit out of the room. At regular intervals, the door would open and Yuno and Rosemary would be forced to head outside lest their room start shrinking and crush them.
Out the door was a larger room and far more lit-up with larger lights on the ceiling. The walls were made of hard, cold steel and the floor was made of tough stone roughened by all the battles waged here. This was where Yuno and Rosemary would battle all sorts of undead that emerged from huge doors from whence they poured out from. This arena saw many fights that left corpses all over it yet somehow, they were all cleaned up once the next round arrived.
This time, however, the door had not opened for quite some time. Neither Yuno nor Rosemary knew what was happening, but they could use this moment to know each other. Despite fighting together for a long time, they did not exactly had a chance to properly introduce themselves to each other.
"Of course, Sir Jarde. I've got you. Though I would guess we might simply proceed on foot from here in the first place. We haven't much further we can ride."
"Err, that's true." Jarde sheepishly replied at the short-haired, amber-eyed knight. "Still, you have my thanks for the offer, Sir Segment-- Segregate-- Segremors! Yeah, that's it! Sir Segremeors. You have my thanks, Sir Segremors!"
"First time?"
The young knight smiled and closed his eyes, letting out a sigh. "Was it really that obvious?"
"First kill, eh? It was well done, Sir Jarde. One less highwayman raping and pillaging his way across the land. You've probably saved the lives of a good few travelers. And the maidenhoods of a village girl or two."
Jarde was clapped in the shoulder by another knight, offering consolation. This one was looked more middle-aged, with black hair and blue eyes.
The young knight already knew he and the Iron Rose Knights slaughtered in the name of justice, and Jarde trusted Fanilly to keep it that way. With a smirk, it was time for humor once more. Albeit, a darker one this time. "Well Sir Hagen, I prefer to think these bandits are just innocent, desperate people driven to crime by circumstances beyond their control. It makes killing them more interesting." He flashed a grin before looking at the corpses. "They probably had a family. Probably had friends. Probably played around in grassy meadows. Probably admired the Iron Rose Knight, even. I wonder what they thought once they saw they were fighting us, their childhood heroes."
"I jest, I jest." He told both Renar and Gerard, stopping the joke before it got too far. "Seriously though, Sirs, I'll be fine. Don't worry about me." In truth, he was not but he preferred to discuss his feelings with someone as fresh as him rather than with grizzled veterans.
The Feathered One took you to your destination, the Luminous Citadel. The fortress was huge, containing three great structures built upon the capital's walls to withstand sieges. Despite it being the dead of night, the citadel shone with lights and guards. Ever vigilant, the Luminous Citadel would not be caught with their guard down. To break it, one would need to overcome it by force.
Past the great iron doors of the central structure, the Beastking led you through pragmatically-designed halls and through wide, defensible corridors. The two of you soon reach the end of a seemingly unremarkable corridor save for the double doors upon it. Your escort then opened the doors. "Lord Athos? Miss Thenri is here." She said.
"Ah? Ah, good, good." You entered a simple, moderately-sized room. A couple of windows on the side, a warm fireplace burning at the fore with two high-class, velvet chairs facing it and a low, glass table in between the two pieces of furniture. Athos sat on one of the chairs, a grim look on his face but softening upon seeing you arrive. "I thank you, Miss Parzon."
"I am proud to serve, Lord Athos." The Feathered One bowed before leaving.
"Take a seat, Miss Thenri. You have been through a lot." Athos beckoned you to sit at the other chair. "I thank you for coming, even if you were still recovering." A deep sigh then left the Court Mage. "I imagine you have many questions you want to ask. You will not think that I hold the answers to them, but I do. Especially ones about Varjan."
"Tell me, girl. How was Varjan doing? What is he up to?" Athos asked, tiredly from the tone of his voice.
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