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#<center>Welcome to MERC!</center> ©Game Deisgn, Writing, and Code by Ben Samara Made with Twine (<a href='https://twinery.org'>twinery.org</a>) [[Play|Introduction]]

"This comes straight from the capital and pays a hefty sum. A member of the clergy has been kidnapped. Bishop Rafferty has been taken to the Ashenbark Forest, a two day trek from the nearby city of Coreston. But be wary, Captain! We have received word that Rafferty is being held captive by a large encampment of ogres within these woods. You must save Bishop Rafferty and escort him safely back to the Monastery, deep within the bustling city. This mission is best completed with a small party of two, meaning you may only choose one companion to join you. We do not want the citizens of Coreston to catch wind of what’s transpired, nor do we want the ogres to see us from a mile away. Now, this is your opportunity to ask any questions and gather as much information as you can before you venture out." "Questions?" [[About Bishop Rafferty]] [[What About The Ogres]] [[About The Ashenbark Forest]] [[About Coreston]] [[What’re We Sitting Around For?]]

"Rafferty? Hmph. Typical clergy member. He feigns virtue and holiness to maintain his position of power. He’s as debaucherous as any of us, just behind closed doors. But, of course, he would never speak of it. I’ll just say this: he thinks he’s better than everybody and that he should be treated like a king. And, well, you better treat him as such or the Church may be disappointed and we might not get paid." [[Back to Brief|Ready]]

"Ogres are snarling buffoons with the weight of three horses and the height of an elf on the shoulders of, say, another elf. As you know, never approach these creatures head-on unless you are particularly, well, ambitious. It's best to outsmart or avoid them at all costs. I'm not sure what they’re planning on doing with Rafferty. Not sure if they know either. They were probably just attracted to his funny hat and shiny trinkets. Or maybe they're just hungry." [[Back to Brief|Ready]]

"Quite the history to that place. A dragon was slain there, or so the locals say. A catapult had torn through its wing and it landed in those woods. The dragon was angered, and, although unable to fly, was otherwise ready to fight. It was a catastrophe. Flames everywhere. More knights than I’ve ever seen, valiantly riding straight into the blaze. Few returned. The ogres fled, only to return a full year later, still unsettled and bewildered by that inferno. The woods were burnt to ash. But it regrew anew from a few resistant seeds and saplings, beautiful and lively once again. To this day, the ogres put ash on their face and worship their campfires to channel the Flame Gods' power, or as they call them, the Fi’ju." [[Back to Brief|Ready]]

"Coreston is an old city, with a monastery placed right in its center. It was once the jewel of our kingdom because of its central location, receiving constant renovation and imperial funding. As the empire spread towards the coast, the kingdom prioritized these coastal cities instead, at the behest of the Clergy, wishing to spread their word to distant nations across the sea. Now, Coreston maintains its large population, but the city has fallen apart. Thieves, beggars, and highwaymen have ran rampart. Civil unrest is at an all time high. They are upset with what the Church has done to their beloved city, forcing the King to leave them behind. They won’t be happy with the site of Rafferty or any Clergy member for that matter, that’s for sure." [[Back to Brief|Ready]]

"Right, well if you feel as if you've prepared enough, let’s see what companions we have available for you today. They are just on the other side of that door. Are you ready? Keep in mind the objectives of the mission when you make your decision." [["Yes"]]

You quietly enter a room with a desk and two intimidating fellows sat facing you. The one on the left is a mountain of a man. He must be at least seven foot tall and is quite wide too. He has a large beard with his hair tied back and is tattooed from head to toe. He has two axes strapped to his back and a long spear sat against the wall. His eyes are closed, facing straightforward with his back upright. You conclude he must be meditating. The individual on the right is a slender young woman with short black hair, spinning and tossing a long dagger in her hands. She is in a relaxed position, with one arm over her chair. You notice she also has been reading a book that she left open on the desk, with a pencil nearby. On a brief glance, it seems to contain sketches and descriptions of monsters. You see a quiver strapped to her back. She notices your quiet entrance and her brow raises slightly, though she continues spinning her dagger and reading her book. [[Greet Them]]

(if: $displayGreetingText is 0)["Greetings, mercenaries." They both stop what they’re doing and look at you. "I have an important mission queued up, but, before I tell you the details, I’d like to know more about you." (set: $displayGreetingText to 1) ]Who would you like to speak to? [[Address Left-Most Person]] [[Address Right-Most Person]]

The large man begins speaking. “Hello. They call me Karos. Call me what you’d like, though. I am your servant, your hound, your tool. I have sharpened blades and a toughened body to lend you. Nothing will so much as breathe on you without first being cut down. This is what I offer. What else could be needed? . . . I was raised in a barbarian tribe on the northern mountains. These lands are treacherous and unkind to those who do not face the challenge of life head on. In our tribe, weakness is culled at youth. When a child is old enough to walk, we set them alone in the cold night. They must survive through the night to be accepted back into the tribe. If they give up and return before the night is done, they will have no place to rest their head. Most die. The mothers do not like this tradition, but if they wish to eat, they need strong tribesmen, not wriggling babes. This is our way of life, hardship and strength." [["What equipment will you bring with you?"|EQ1]] [["What made you want to be a mercenary?"|MC1]] [[Pick Karos For Your Mission]] [[Back|Greet Them]]

The slender woman begins speaking. “Greetings, Captain!" She shakes your hand. “Loren Feth, it’s a pleasure. As I’m sure it is for you." She winks. “Now, you would ask me to present myself to you, eh? You’d like some sort of show? A dance? A ballad? Wish I had brought my lute with me. . . . I jest, of course. Though, it would seem you’ve learned enough about me when you laid your eyes on me. You’ve functioning eyes, just as I. You saw my dagger. You saw my finesse with it. You saw my quiver. You can infer the bow. You saw my journal. You may even have seen that I was open to a page on ogres, if you’re particularly perceptive. And you may note that you haven’t even mentioned ogres. That’s right. What else could this mission be about?" [["What equipment will you bring with you?"|EQ2]] [["What made you want to be a mercenary?"|MC2]] [[Pick Loren Feth For Your Mission]] [[Back|Greet Them]]

"Primarily, my hardened mind and body. Secondarily, two broad axes, a long spear, four knives strapped to my legs, and a set of bolas, though I prefer to be up close. I don’t care much for burdensome heavy armor, but I have a set ready if needed." [[Back|Address Left-Most Person]]

"Life is a battle. I am built to fight it. It is all I know. When I left our tribe, there seemed to be no other work for me. I won't be a soldier and fight some pompous fool’s battles for him. I won't be a knight and uphold some arbitrary code. I fight to live - I always have. I need gold to live. So, I choose to fight for gold." [[Back|Address Left-Most Person]]

You sense Karos's strength, ferocity, and determination based on your conversation with him. Are you sure you'd like to choose him to take along with you? [[Decide On The Barbarian, Karos]] [[Back|Address Left-Most Person]]

"Well, my trusty long knife, I call her Negotiator, my bow and quiver, my lockpick, and I suppose my charming good looks and sensibility." She smiles. [[Back|Address Right-Most Person]]

"What, you think I wanted to work in the mines all day? Bake bread? Rear children? Grow wheat? Sell swill to drunkards? Well, I tried those things. None of them took advantage of what I offer. None of them fulfilled my deep yearning for more. You could call it wanderlust, I guess. All of them tied me down. So, I became a merc. And, well, who doesn’t, at least occasionally, want to stick a knife in someone." [[Back|Address Right-Most Person]]

You sense Loren Feth's cunning, confidence, and subtlety based on your conversation with her. Are you sure you'd like to choose her to take along with you? [[Decide On The Rogue, Loren Feth]] [[Back|Address Right-Most Person]]

(set: $compan to 2) "Ha! Wait, what? Really? Not that I'm not well qualified. It's just . . ." She glances over, or perhaps more accurately, glances up, at Karos. "Well then . . ." She puts her dagger away, pushes her chair back, and stands up swiftly. "Let's be off." [[Set Off To Ashenbark Forest]]

(set: $previousPassage to "")(set: $karma to 0)(set: $compApproval to 0)(set: $hasBishop to 0)You and your companion leave the headquarters and enter the carriage. You briefly discuss your plans for the mission. The sun has begun to set and within an hour, both of you fall deeply asleep. . . . You wake up in the middle of the night, realizing you should arrive by the morning. (link: "Check Status") [(set: $previousPassage to "Set Off To Ashenbark Forest")(goto:"Check Status")] (if: $compan is 1) [[[Wake up Karos]]] (else-if: $compan is 2) [[[Wake up Loren]]](else:)[Error, no companion set] [[Go Back To Sleep]]

Karos lets out a long yawn. "Hmm? Need something?" "I just woke up suddenly and can't fall back asleep", you say. He sits up, still looking half asleep. "Well, we should be there shortly. You have something in mind you want to discuss?" [[My Past]] [[Their Past]] [[Our Mission]] [[Life]]

Loren lets out a long yawn. "Hmm?" "I woke up suddenly and can't fall back asleep", you say. She sits back up. "Well, we should be there in just a few hours. What do you want to talk about, Hon?" [[My Past]] [[Their Past]] [[Our Mission]] [[Life]]

All around, even below and above, you see eyes the size of your head. Instead of white, the irises are surrounded by a dark red. They are looking right at you, tracking you as you move. You can hear cries coming from behind them, or perhaps coming from the eyes themselves. The pupils of each seem to have depth. Rather than just appearing as flat black cirlces, you can see down them like a tunnel. You try to push your way through the hundreds of red eyes, but they only move slightly, less than an inch, then rigidly move back into place. You can't get a solid grip on them. You try to work your way through them for what feels like forever. You go to scream out, but your voice is painfully trapped in your throat. In anger, you begin wildly flailing at the eyes, punching and kicking them. They are as hard as adult dragonscale and bloody your hands and feet. They come closer and closer until they claustrophobically constrict all movement. You attempt to scream again, instead feeling such intense pain in your throat that it wakes you. You look around the interior of the carriage and gather your bearings. You realize it was just a dream. The carriage has stopped. It's morning. Your companion looks at you, prepared to venture off. [[Exit Carriage|Wake Up In Ashenbark Forest]]

(if: $compan is 1)[You ask Karos to speak of himself. "Frankly, I don't much like to speak of myself, but I can try. I've always been a fighter. Magic and fancy words never interested me. I've seen too many men spend their days studying or drinking and a stronger man comes along and ends them. In the end, when man is stripped of their tools, their companions, their emotion, little else matters but strength." You feel a sense of relaxation and sleepiness as your conversation comes to a close. Your eyelids grow heavy.](else-if: $compan is 2)[You ask Loren to speak of herself. "What's there to tell? Grew up on a farm. My father treated me like, well, like manure, so I got out of there fast. Went to the local city, where I knew they couldn't find me and laid low while I did what I needed to survive." You see a crack in Loren's almost eternal smile. "It can be hard to think of these things, but I can't forget my past." You feel a sense of relaxation and sleepiness as your conversation comes to a close. Your eyelids grow heavy.](else:)[Error, no companion set.] (set: $compApproval to $compApproval+1)((if: $compan is 2)[Loren](else-if: $compan is 1)[Karos](else:)[Error, No companion set.] approves) [[Wake Up In Ashenbark Forest]]

(if: $compan is 1)[You speak of your mission with Karos. "What excites you about this mission?", you ask. Karos answers, "I've yet to see an ogre. We have frost trolls and yetis in the northern mountains but they only grow so large, considering the lack of food." "Really? You want to see an ogre?" "I want to fight one." You chuckle. And soon, Karos starts laughing with you. You feel a sense of relaxation and sleepiness as your conversation comes to a close. Your eyelids grow heavy.](else-if: $compan is 2)[You speak of your mission with Loren. "What excites you about this mission?", you ask. Loren answers, "Well, I'm interested in meeting Rafferty." "Why's that?" "I've heard he's quite the character. Like most members of the church, he has a big dark side. Pushy, sinful, and sadistic, from what I've heard. Doesn't like to hear 'No'. Plus it never hurts to get on the good side of someone so powerful." You scratch your chin and say, "Well, that certainly makes sense." You feel a sense of relaxation and sleepiness as your conversation comes to a close. Your eyelids grow heavy.](else:)[Error, no companion set.] (set: $compApproval to $compApproval+1)((if: $compan is 2)[Loren](else-if: $compan is 1)[Karos](else:)[Error, No companion set.] approves) [[Wake Up In Ashenbark Forest]]

(if: $compan is 1)[You speak of life with Karos. You begin by saying, "Life's a fickle thing, eh?" "You do not have to tell me that. I know it well. It is just the cycle of the wilds." "Is that so?" "Of course. I've ended more lives than I could count. And for what reason? Survival, first and foremost. I must hunt to live. I must defend myself, as to not become prey. So, yes, life certainly is fickle. At every step, I cannot fail or I may lose mine." You feel a sense of relaxation and sleepiness as your conversation comes to a close. Your eyelids grow heavy.](else-if: $compan is 2)[You speak of life with Loren. You begin by saying, "Life's a fickle thing, eh?" "Hmmm. That it is." She looks down. "I've lost more friends than I thought I'd ever even meet. I've seen people twenty years my junior find their end before me." "I'm sorry to hear that." "Life is chaos. There is truly only so much you can do", Loren states sullenly. She looks back up at you with a forced smile. "Thank you, though." You feel a sense of relaxation and sleepiness as your conversation comes to a close. Your eyelids grow heavy.](else:)[Error, no companion set.] (set: $compApproval to $compApproval+1)((if: $compan is 2)[Loren](else-if: $compan is 1)[Karos](else:)[Error, No companion set.] approves) [[Wake Up In Ashenbark Forest]]

You and your companion wake up with the morning sun spilling through the slits of the caravan's roof. Before the two of you lies the entrance to Ashenbark woods denoted by two curved trees that nearly form an archway. To the right you hear rustling and crunching of leaves and branches. To the left you hear the movement of rushing water. (link: "Ask Party For Advice") [(set: $previousPassage to "Wake Up In Ashenbark Forest")(goto:"Ask Party For Advice")] [[Choose Right Path]] [[Choose Left Path]] (link: "Check Status") [(set: $previousPassage to "Wake Up In Ashenbark Forest")(goto:"Check Status")]

(set: $compan to 1) "You've made a good choice Captain. I am very, very ready." For the first time, Karos reveals a slight smile and then dons his heavy metal armor. "Let's move. My hands are starting to get twitchy." [[Set Off To Ashenbark Forest]]

Status: (if: $hasBishop is 0)[You've yet to find the Bishop. Keep looking. He is captured by ogres in the Ashenbark Forest.](else:)[You've found the Bishop and now must make your way back to Monastery in Coreston. (if: $bishopApproval is > 0)[Bishop Rafferty is satisfied with how you've treated him.] (else-if: $bishopApproval is < 0)[Bishop Rafferty is unhappy with how you've treated him.](else:)[Bishop Rafferty has no opinion on how you've treated him.]] Your companion, (if: $compan is 1)[Karos](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren](else:)[Error, no companion set.], looks ready to obey orders. (if: $compApproval > 1)[Your companion is satisfied with how you've treated them.](else-if: $compApproval < -1)[Your companion is unhappy with how you've treated them.](else:)[Your companion has no opinion on how you've treated them.] You think on your actions thus far, reflecting on your morality: (if: $karma < -1)[You feel some evil in your heart. You've done something morally wrong.](else-if: $karma > 1)[You feel as if you've done your best to make the right, just choice.](else:)[You feel neutral. You've made logical and necessary choices.] Your party's inventory consists of: your sword your shield(if: $compan is 1)[ Karos's two axes Karos's long spear Karos's hidden knives Karos's set of bolas Karos's heavy armor](else-if: $compan is 2)[ Loren's long knife Loren's bow Loren's lockpick](if: $noSilver is 0)[ 15 silver pieces](if: $hasMush is 1)[ mysterious mushroom](if: $hasAsh is 1)[ a sack of ashes with a red symbol on it] (link: "Back")[(goto:$previousPassage)]

You and your companion venture off in the direction of the rustling. You hear leaves crunching and branches cracking. It gets louder and louder until you come across some commotion in the distance. You see an ogre fighting a wolf with a longspear. They are circling each other. They seem to have been fighting for sometime, both looking weary. You must be near the ogre encampment. (link: "Ask Party For Advice") [(set: $previousPassage to "Choose Right Path")(goto:"Ask Party For Advice")] [[Let The Fight Play Out]] [[Attack The Ogre]] [[Attack The Wolf]] [[Sneak By]] (link: "Check Status") [(set: $previousPassage to "Choose Right Path")(goto:"Check Status")]

You and your companion venture off in the direction of the water. After a few minutes of walking, you come across a long, trailing river. Your companion gestures to keep following the river. Along the river, you see a bronze colored rock, a mushroom with a faint green glow about it, and some animal furs hanging from a tree with symbols painted in red dye on them. (link: "Ask Party For Advice") [(set: $previousPassage to "Choose Left Path")(goto:"Ask Party For Advice")] [[Investigate Rock]] [[Investigate Mushroom]] [[Investigate Banners]] [[Continue Along The River]] (link: "Check Status") [(set: $previousPassage to "Choose Left Path")(goto:"Check Status")]

You ask your party, "What do you think?" (if: $previousPassage is "Wake Up In Ashenbark Forest")[(if: $compan is 1)[Karos says, "I like the idea of some commotion. Let's try the right path. It is up to you of course."](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren says, "I am a bit parched. Maybe we could check out that river? Up to you."](else:)[Error, no companion set.] ](if: $previousPassage is "Choose Left Path")[(if: $compan is 1)[Karos says, "Those furs look interesting, but I don't much care to spend time sight seeing. If you want to look around be my guest, though. I'll be sharpening my blades."](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren looks around. "That mushroom . . . is that a green glow? I've seen these in the Black Market. Not sure what use they have, but seems worth checking out."](else:)[Error, no companion set.] ](if: $previousPassage is "Continue Along The River")[(if: $compan is 1)[Karos looks longingly at the humongous ogre and doesn't respond to your inquiry at first. "All I know is we need to be careful", he says quietly.](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren whispers, "Let's avoid the giant mountain of flesh and check out this hut. Just an idea."](else:)[Error, no companion set.] ](if: $previousPassage is "Investigate Hut")[(if: $compan is 1)["There must be some key around here. We should look around. I could likely break the chains, but I'm unsure and it might be loud.(if: $hasMush is 1)[ Maybe we could also use that mushroom on the ogre. I could rub it on one of my axes.]"](else-if: $compan is 2)["It looks like our objective is all tied up. Well, I have a lockpick that could help us there.(if: $hasMush is 1)[Also, we should use that mushroom on the ogre. I could rub it on my knife and give him a dose.]"](else:)[Error, no companion set.] ](if: $previousPassage is "Choose Right Path")[(if: $compan is 1)[Karos says, "It's just amazing to see an ogre in action. I'm not sure what to do, but I'm willing to fight, as always."](else-if: $compan is 2)["This looks . . . dangerous", Loren says, "Maybe we could sneak around them if you follow my lead. Up to you, Captain."](else:)[Error, no companion set.] ](if: $previousPassage is "Interrogate Ogre")[(if: $compan is 1)[Karos says, "What do you hope to learn from this beast?"](else-if: $compan is 2)["He might know where Rafferty is, if we can get through to him. I've had conversations with worse looking men. I think we'll manage."](else:)[Error, no companion set.] ](if: $previousPassage is "Front Entrance")[(if: $compan is 1)["This must be the encampment we're looking for." Karos looks around the corner and peers at the ogres. He rears back and bristles. "Ogres . . ."](else-if: $compan is 2)["That hut has just got to have what we're looking for. Thing is, the only way to get to it is to get through these ogres." Loren taps her chin, pensively.](else:)[Error, no companion set.] ](if: $previousPassage is "Inv Ogres")[(if: $compan is 1)[Karos lets out a deep breath. He says, "I am prepared for anything. Two ogres, though . . . Would be quite the battle, that's for sure . . .(if: $hasAsh is 1)[ That ogre from earlier had these ashes. I think they use it in their rituals. They think whoever wears the ash harnesses their powers, or something akin. Perhaps we can use these. Distract them?]"](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren whispers to you, "I think you best have a plan. Can't fight these . . . things head on.(if: $hasAsh is 1)[ We also got these ashes from earlier. If I remember correctly they use this ash in their worships by putting it on their faces. Maybe I can put on a little show for them. Put the fear of their gods in them, eh?]"](else:)[Error, no companion set.] ](if: $previousPassage is "Begin The Walk To Coreston")[(if: $compan is 1)["I sense something preying upon on us," Karos whispers. "Some beast has caught our scent. I can feel them looming nearby. . ."](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren looks to her left and her right. She quietly says, "You hear that? It's wolves, it just has to be. Now, we just don't know how many there could be so. . ."](else:)[Error, no companion set.] Rafferty interjects loudly, with anger, fear, and little credence given to the threat at hand. "Kill the beasts! I won't be hunted like some damn coney. I want them dead!" ] (if: $previousPassage is "Continue On")[(if: $compan is 1)[Karos furrows his brow and looks dinsconcerted. "Something is amiss." He takes a moment to take in his surroundings. "There's conflict in the air. Someone needs help. But we must act quickly if we want to intercept, for they are already in some serious turmoil."](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren taps her chin and looks down. "I just don't understand what a commoner would be doing in these parts. Everyone knows the Ashenbark Woods are a dangerous foray to take on. Whoever it is must be in some serious trouble." She looks up to you longingly. "We have the means. I think we better do something, Captain."](else:)[Error, no companion set.] "Hmm." You turn to Rafferty and ask, "What do you think?" He straightens his robe and looks to the sun. "Aren't we quite the band of merry wanderers? Going whichever way our hearts desire, taking on whatever task may come our way, saving innocents along our way." He turns to you angrily. "Last I checked, you were mercenaries paid for a specific job. Now, I've been stuck in these woods for God knows how long. We've been delayed heavily by our previous setbacks and you would choose yet another? The sun is already low." ] (if: $previousPassage is "Continue On Your Journey")[(if: $compan is 1)["This man is certainly . . . powerful. His eyes are sharp as knives, and though I don't typically use such magicks . . ." Karos looks over to the mage. The mage nods and Karos looks back to you. "In my land we live by honor and keep our promises. We saved him; he owes us that debt. If he is promising us that he will send us to Coreston, I trust him."](else-if: $compan is 2)["Quite the man, this is," Loren crosses her arms and looks the wizard up and down. "No common peddler of prestidigitation, that's for sure. I think he's quite capable of what he says he can do. And I think we could use any help we can get on this task.](else:)[Error, no companion set.] "I appreciate your input here, (if: $compan is 1)[Karos](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren](else:)[Error, no companion set]." You look to Rafferty, "And you, your bishophood?" Bishop Rafferty looks down to his own dishevelled robes and then looks at the curious man. "I think I've been in these woods too damn long already. A little expediency couldn't hurt at this point, assuming all goes well." ] (if: $previousPassage is "Rest By The Fire")[(if: $compan is 1)[Karos furrows his brow and says to your party, "A strange sound. Seems unnatural. No common wildlife that's for sure."](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren looks bewildered and says, "Now, that just doesn't sound natural, does it? I wonder what it could be. Only one way to find out, I suppose."](else:)[Error, no companion set] Rafferty's face displays a strange combination of both fear and intrigue. ] (if: $previousPassage is "Follow The Strange Noise")[(if: $compan is 1)["I do not like the look of this, Captain," Karos says, with his eyes revealing the slightest hint of fear. "Disturbing life's cycles often has dire consequences. Angry, sharp, and deadly ones in this case."](else-if: $compan is 2)["This seems . . ." Loren shudders. "This seems wrong. I can't say I'd recommend risking a dragonmother's wrath over our bishop's simple desire. I know he's our client, but . . ." She glances over at Rafferty then quietly adds, "We have to draw the line somewhere."](else:)[Error, no companion set] Rafferty interjects, heatedly. "Do not listen to this fool. I simply must have this. I'm sure we'll be fine. We haven't too long left to go anyway. Now, who hired you in the first place anyway? I'd suggest you listen to the ones who pay you." ] (if: $previousPassage is "Arrive At Coreston")[(if: $compan is 1)["I see no strength in these men." Karos eyes the guards ferociously. "They prey upon the weak and hold their blades with tender hands. Wonder how they'd act around a true warrior." He grips his axe tightly.](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren looks suspiciously at the guards. "These don't seem like genuine Kingsguard. Some common thugs, perhaps. I don't think they hold as much authority as they'd like to make us believe."](else:)[Error, no companion set] You look over to the bishop and he is so scared, he can barely form a whisper, "Just . . . get us in." ] (if: $previousPassage is "Enter The City")[Your hired companion speaks privately with you. (if: $compan is 1)["We've seen much danger in the city already," Karos says with some concern. "Our bishop here is not well equipped for combat, or for anything physical for that matter. I would feel most comfortable with you leading. He's liable to get hurt."](else-if: $compan is 2)["The people of this city despise the clergy. If he is to lead, he may encounter one of these unsavoury types head on. I wouldn't have the target of our mission serve as vanguard. Better the shielded one," Loren gestures toward you.](else:)[Error, no companion set] You then look toward Rafferty. "Why do you think you should lead?" Rafferty shakes his head heatedly. "I know the backroads of this city like the back of my hand. I've been all throughout it in my time here, getting to know its subjects personally. All you people have lead me toward is increasing turmoil. Please, just allow me the lead this time." ] (if: $previousPassage is "Choose To Lead Yourself" or "Let Rafferty Lead")[With little time to act, you look to your side and quickly exchange words with (if: $compan is 1)[Karos. He looks on at the mob with a hint of bewilderment. "There's just . . . too many of them. I normally would have no trouble dealing with a couple of ruffians, but, well, I can't even tell if they're armed. If we get them any more upset, they'll be at our throats."](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren. She quietly says, "They are not at all happy with us. I doubt there's anything we could say to convince them to let us through. We can't deal with them head on. We need a different approach. Best try not to upset them, to say the least."](else:)[Error, no companion set] You look over your shoulder and say to Rafferty, "Any thoughts, bishop?" He looks as angry as he's ever been. He snarls at you and says, "As far as I'm concerned, these people need to be punished! They are just a perfect exemplar for what has become of this city. There was a day when a clergy member would be treated with respect and showered with tithes. Absolute filth, they are. I would see them suffer." ](if: $previousPassage is "Religious District")[You exchange a few words with (if: $compan is 1)[Karos. He looks toward the defenseless bishop. "I'm not sure what is best. Perhaps we best see our task through to its end. We've come so far already. Yet, our bishop can be quite . . . particular with his desires.](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren. She looks around at the opulence of the surrounding district. "Well, if any area of Coreston would be safe enough to leave our man behind, this would be it. On the other hand, this town has been inordinately dangerous up to this point. It's hard to know what might jump out from the shadows. It's up to you, 'Cap.](else:)[Error, no companion set] You look over to Rafferty and say, "What do you think about this?" Rafferty has a look of complete exhaustion and desperation. "Look at me. I'm already covered in the filth of our tribulations and travels. What do you think my colleagues would think of me if I'm surrounded by blade wielding ruffians. I would not have it. I can get on by myself." ] (link: "Back")[(goto:$previousPassage)]

You approach the bronze colored rock. It looks to be about fifty pounds, not something you could pick up and take with you for the duration of your journey. Upon further examination, it also seems to have some blue, green, and pink colors present. You determine it may be runite ore, a valuable material. [[Attempt to Collect Some]] [[Back|Choose Left Path]]

(set: $hasMush to 1)You approach the mysterious glowing mushroom carefully. You crouch down and cut off its stem, being sure to avoid the spores. You are unsure of what the mushroom would do once ingested. You bring the mushroom along with you. (A mysterious mushroom is added to your inventory) [[Back|Choose Left Path]] [[Continue Along The River]] [[Test Mushroom On Companion]]

You and your companion approach the hanging banners. You look up in the branches and examine them. They are three brown wolf skins. Unsettlingly, they all still bear the victims' heads. Each skin has large, dark red symbols painted on them in clay-like dye. The first depicts two crossed lines, perhaps representing spears. The second fur is depicting what seem to be waves. The final fur has a rudementary depiction of a dragon's face - horns, snout, and all. (if: $compan is 1)[Karos looks at each, slowly, and carefully. He nods.](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren examines the banners, tilts her head for a moment, then looks toward you and nods.](else:)[Error, no companion set] You determine you are heading in the right direction. [[Back|Choose Left Path]]

(set: $compApproval to $compApproval-1)(set: $karma to $karma-1)((if: $compan is 2)[Loren](else-if: $compan is 1)[Karos](else:)[Error, No companion set.] disapproves) (Your karma decreases) (if: $compan is 1)[You hand the mushroom to Karos. "You must try this. You have a decent constitution. I need to know what it does." Karos frowns, takes the mushroom from your hand, and takes a large bite. He munches on it for a moment. "Disgusting." After a minute or so, he leans down to drink some water from the river. His leaning, however, doesn't stop and he splashes face first into the river. "Karos!" You quickly pull him out and prop him against a tree. He is knocked out, snoring loudly. You try to splash some water on his face, but he remains asleep. A half hour passes until Karos finally comes to, looking quite groggy. You give him a light shove. "Wake up, Karos. Can you move? We're losing time." "Hmmm . . . I . . .", he looks around a bit, then stands up. "Yes, let's go Captain."](else-if: $compan is 2)[You hand the mushroom to Loren. "You must try this. I'm sure you've had your share of alternative substances. I need to know what it does. You'll be fine." Loren frowns, takes the mushroom from your hand, and takes a large bite. She gives a disguted look. "This better be fun . . ." After a minute or so, she leans down to drink some water from the river. Her leaning, however, doesn't stop and she splashes face first into the river. "Loren!" You quickly pull her out and prop her against a tree. She is knocked out, snoring loudly. You try to splash some water on her face, but she remains asleep. A half hour passes until Loren finally comes to, looking quite groggy. You give her a light shove. "Wake up, Loren. Can you move? We're losing time." "I . . . ", she looks around a bit. She slowly stands up, takes a drink from the river, and stretches. "I guess I'm ready. Let's go then."](else:)[Error, no companion set.] [[Continue Along The River]]

After about twenty minutes of walking along the windy river, you come across what looks to be an open side entrance to the ogre encampment. Wooden walls and spikes surround the encampment. There is a larger entrance on the opposite side of the camp, with an ogre sat by a fire. Closer to you, you see a small stone hut and hear a muffled voice from within. (link: "Ask Party For Advice") [(set: $previousPassage to "Continue Along The River")(goto:"Ask Party For Advice")] [[Investigate Hut]] [[Investigate Fire]] (link: "Check Status") [(set: $previousPassage to "Continue Along The River")(goto:"Check Status")]

You sneak up to the entrance of the hut and peer in. In the farmost corner, you see a man in white tattered robes with a bishop's pointed mitre hat on his head. He has a dirty cloth wrapped around his mouth and another around his eyes. He has shackles on his wrists and is chained to the wall. It must be Bishop Rafferty! An ogre stands in there as well, facing away, looking out the window at its fellow ogre and the fire. It has a large spear that it is leaning against. Its head keeps dipping low and then propping back up. (link: "Ask Party For Advice") [(set: $previousPassage to "Investigate Hut")(goto:"Ask Party For Advice")] [[Instruct Companion To Sneak By Guard Ogre And Free Bishop]] [[Instruct Companion To Fight Guard Ogre]](if: $hasMush is 1)[ [[Instruct Companion To Use Mushroom On Guard Ogre]]] [[Back|Continue Along The River]]

You peer inside the encampment to more closely observe the ogre. The ogre is surrounded by thick, dark smoke. Though you see some movement, the beast is too far away to make out exactly what it's doing. The rest of the encampment is relatively barren. You find little point in intefering with an ogre or risking it's awareness to approach and investigate further. [[Back|Continue Along The River]]

(set: $hasBishop to 1) (if: $compan is 1)[(set: $compApproval to $compApproval-1)(Karos disapproves) "Go sneak by the ogre and free the Bishop." "I'm not really a very subtle individual, but I will try", Karos says reluctantly. "The ogre's half asleep. You'll be fine. I'll help if needed." Karos gets in an awkward crouch and makes his way towards the Bishop. He rips apart the chains around Rafferty's wrists but struggles with the chains attaching him to the wall. The clanking of the chains alerts the guard ogre. You quickly attack the ogre, as to not let it alert the other outside. Karos takes out his long spear as you exchange blows with the massive ogre. Karos approaches and thrusts his long spear into the back of the ogre's shoulder. It looks to be strained as it pulls the spear back out. The ogre turns back around and points its spear at Karos, though quickly falls to its knees due to its wounds. You stab it through the center of its back. The ogre opens its mouth wide to let loose a scream. Both you and your companion tense up and exchange a look, knowing that it may alert its allies. Instead, no sound comes out. Only a dribble of blood. It drops dead. Karos then uses his dual axes to swing at the much tougher chain attaching the Bishop to the wall. After several whacks at the chain, it breaks. You remove the cloth from around the Bishop's mouth and eyes. "Bishop Rafferty? We're here to rescue you." "Godforsaken ogres." The Bishop rubs his wrists. "And you! Barbarian! Couldn't you have used a more sophisticated method?" Karos looks to you, then back at the Bishop, "I am sorry." "You should be. Now, can we get moving? I've been stuck here for days!" [[Backtrack To Forest Entrance]]](else-if: $compan is 2)[(set: $compApproval to $compApproval+1)(Loren approves) "Go sneak by the ogre and free the Bishop." "Now you're talking my language", Loren says with a smirk. She slowly takes out her dagger and lockpick. Then, Loren begins to make her way to the Bishop. She moves as slow as possible. The ogre seems totally unaware. She approaches the Bishop and puts her finger to her lips, indicating to him that he shouldn't speak. He nods. She promptly dispatches with the locks and removes the cloths around his eyes and mouth. She quickly escorts him back. You all quietly leave the hut. You and your party make your way out of the encampment. As soon as they are out of earshot of the ogres, you begin to tell Rafferty about your mission. Rafferty, instead, begins speaking to Loren. "I haven't seen a woman in days, you know." Loren looks uncomfortable. "Loren Feth, your bishophood." She curtseys. "Maybe we can spend some time together when we get back to Coreston, eh? For now, let's get out of these hellish woods." [[Backtrack To Forest Entrance]]](else:)[Error, no companion set.]

(if: $compan is 1)[(set: $compApproval to $compApproval+1)(Karos approves) "We must dispatch with this beast. Do not waste time and do not alert the other guard." "Really?" Karos smiles the widest you've seen. Then, his grin quickly straigthens. Karos smoothly takes out his long spear. He turns to you as you take out your sword and shield. He puts out his hand, indicating he wants you to wait as he fights. Karos approaches and thrusts his long spear into the back of the ogre's shoulder. It looks to be strained as it pulls the spear back out. The ogre turns back around and points its spear at Karos, though quickly falls to its knees due to its wounds. Karos stabs it again, this time in the chest. With that thrust, the ogre opens its mouth wide, ready to let loose a final scream. Both you and your companion tense up and exchange a look, knowing that it may alert its allies. Instead, no sound comes out. Only a dribble of blood. He drops dead. You and your companion detense a moment. Karos has a determined, focused look on his face that doesn't fade. Your party looks to the struggling Bishop. [[Tell Karos To Break The Chains]]](else-if: $compan is 2)[(set: $compApproval to $compApproval-1)(Loren disapproves) "We must dispatch with this beast. Do not waste time and do not alert the other guard." Loren looks shocked. "This is our course of action? I don't really compare to an ogre . . ." You take out your shield and sword and point to the guard with your blade. "Go. I'll cover you if things go sour." Loren pulls out her knife and approaches the guard slowly. She gets as close as possible, to the point that you think the ogre must surely have detected her, but she remains unseen. She readies herself, then in one swift motion, jumps high enough to reach the ogres neck and slices its throat from behind. The ogre clutches its throat, eyes wide, and grabs at Loren's arm. She tries to dodge out of the way, but fails and is lifted off the ground. Loren tries to stab at the ogre's arm while trying to wriggle out of it, but the ogre's hold remains tight. You quickly jump into action slicing the ogre's arm deep with your blade, releasing its grip in the process. The ogre turns its attention toward you. Loren jumps on its back and stabs it once more in the back of the neck. The ogre drops to the floor, dead. You and your companion detense a moment. Loren rubs her arm. You turn to her with a look of concern, but she smiles assuringly. Your party looks to the struggling Bishop. [[Tell Loren To Use Her Lockpick]]](else:)[Error, no companion set.]

(set: $hasBishop to 1)(set: $bishopApproval to 0)"I will try", Karos says. He grabs at the chains around the Bishop's hands and pulls them apart with relative ease. He then uses his dual axes to swing at the much tougher chain attaching him to the wall. After a minute or so of swinging, the chains break. You remove the cloth from around the Bishop's mouth and eyes. "Bishop Rafferty? We're here to rescue you." "Godforsaken ogres." The Bishop rubs his wrists. "And you! Barbarian! Couldn't you have used a more sophisticated method?" Karos looks to you, then back at the Bishop, "I am sorry." "Bah. At least this is over. Now, can we get moving? I've been stuck here for days!" [[Backtrack To Forest Entrance]]

(set: $hasBishop to 1)(set: $bishopApproval to 0)"Of course, dear." Loren takes out a lockpick. After a few moments of moving the pick around, she releases the Bishop from his chains. You remove the cloth from around the Bishop's mouth and eyes. "Bishop Rafferty? We're here to rescue you." "Godforsaken ogres." The Bishop rubs his wrists and looks up to Loren. "And who might this beauty be? I haven't seen a woman in days, you know." Loren looks uncomfortable. "Loren Feth, your bishophood." She curtseys. "Maybe we can spend some time together when we get back to Coreston, eh? For now, let's get out of these hellish woods." [[Backtrack To Forest Entrance]]

(if: $isChased is 1)[(set: $isChased to 0)You see your companion come running back just as you prepare to leave with Rafferty. "I think I managed to lose their trail." (if: $compan is 1)[Karos](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren](else:)[Error, No companion set] says with some exhaustation. (if: $compan is 1)["That was almost fun." Karos stretches his neck from one side to the other and cracks his knuckles.](else-if: $compan is 2)["I'm not sure if that was the most elegant solution, Captain. It would've been nice if we could have stuck together." Loren brushes some sticks and leaves out of her hair and rubs her shoulder.] (if: $compan is 1)[(set: $compApproval to $compApproval+1)(Karos approves)](else-if: $compan is 2)[(set: $compApproval to $compApproval-1)(Loren disapproves)](else:)[Error, No companion set] ]You lead your companion and Rafferty through the thick woods, back toward the forest entrance. You notice the sun starting to lower in the sky and that it must be early afternoon. You realize, after about an hour of silent trudging, that nobody has spoken a word since you left the ogre encampment. [[Check On Bishop Rafferty]] [[Check On Your Companion]] [[Continue Silently]] (link: "Check Status") [(set: $previousPassage to "Backtrack To Forest Entrance")(goto:"Check Status")]

(The mysterious mushroom is removed from your inventory) (if: $compan is 1)["Rub the mushroom upon your axe and prick the ogre." "As you wish", Karos says. Karos rubs the mushroom on his axe until there is nothing left. He sneaks up on the ogre and slices it hard on its back. The ogre looks back to Karos, shocked. It reaches its giant hand out towards him, ringing his neck and holding him off the ground. You unsheathe your sword The ogre's grip loosens as it lets go of Karos. The ogre falls to its side and lands on its outreached arm in a slump. It's dead asleep, snoring lightly. Karos smiles at you. "Well, then. That was fun." [[Tell Karos To Break The Chains]]](else-if: $compan is 2)["Rub the mushroom upon your blade and prick the ogre." "Alright then. Good plan", Loren says. Loren rubs the mushroom on her long knife until there is nothing left. She sneaks up on the ogre and slices it hard on his back. The ogre looks back to Loren, shocked. It reaches its giant hand out towards her, ringing her neck and holding her off the ground. You unsheathe your sword. The ogre's grip loosens as it lets go of Loren. The ogre falls to its side and lands on its outreached arm in a slump. It's dead asleep, snoring lightly. Loren rubs her neck smiles at you, eyes wide. "You certainly keep things interesting, Captain." [[Tell Loren To Use Her Lockpick]]](else:)[Error, no companion set.] (set: $compApproval to $compApproval+1)(set: $hasMush to 0)((if: $compan is 2)[Loren](else-if: $compan is 1)[Karos](else:)[Error, No companion set.] approves)

(set: $karma to $karma+1)(Your karma increases.) You and your companion watch the fight play out from a safe distance. After a few minutes of back and forth fighting, the wolf suddenly lunges straight for the ogre. The ogre seems to have no strength left as the wolf tears at him. After the wolf has had its fair share of ogre flesh, it moves on. [[Investigate Scene]]

(if: $compan is 1)[(set: $compApproval to $compApproval+1)(Karos approves) "Attack the ogre!" "Really? I've been waiting to fight one of these for some time." Karos equips his dual axes and sprints in to the fray, shocking you with his haste. You take out your sword and shield and follow suit. As you approach, you realize the ogre is much smaller than you would have expected, standing not much taller than you. Karos jumps on its back and swings at the weary ogre repeatedly. He dispatches with the ogre easily. The wolf scampers off. "Nicely done!", you exclaim to Karos with a grand smile. He looks back to you, then raises his weapon victoriously and lets out a belting warcry.](else-if: $compan is 2)["Attack the ogre!" "Are you sure? That's an ogre . . . You are serious, huh?" She unsheathes her bow and knocks an arrow. "You first, then." (set: $compApproval to $compApproval-1)(Loren disapproves) You equip your sword and shield and approach the battle, Loren following close behind. The ogre and wolf notice your approach and the wolf quickly leaps at you. You push it to the side with your shield and then make your way to the ogre. As you approach, you realize the ogre is much smaller than you would have expected, standing not much taller than you. *Fwwwpt* *Fwwwpt* *Fwwwpt* You hear arrows zoom past your head and see them land deep into the ogre's hide. The ogre lets out a cry and falls to the ground, dead. The wolf scampers off. You detense and relax your body some. "Well done", you say over your shoulder to Loren. She nods as she resheathes her bow, her gaze still on the ogre. She looks somewhat shaken from the encounter.](else:)[Error, no companion set.] [[Investigate Scene]]

You and your companion enter the fight, focusing on attacking the wolf. As you approach, you realize the ogre is much smaller than you would have expected, standing not much taller than you. You take out your sword and shield. You dispatch with the wolf with two quick bites of your blade, your companion following close behind. The ogre looks back and forth at the two of you, bleeding from wounds on his forearms. It looks confused and weary. It slumps to its knees and lowers its head. [[Interrogate Ogre]]

(if: $compan is 1)[(set: $compApproval to $compApproval-1)(Karos disapproves) "Let's not bother with this", you propose. Karos frowns at you. "You know how much I live to fight . . . So be it, we'll go around"](else-if: $compan is 2)[(set: $compApproval to $compApproval+1)(Loren approves.) "Let's not bother with this", you propose. Loren says, "Good plan, boss. Follow my lead." Loren crouches low to the ground and sticks close to the trees. You follow.](else:)[Error, no companion set.] You and your companion take a wide route around the fight, going deeper into the forest. [[Sneak Deeper Into Woods]]

The ogre lies face down. It wears basic rags and furs. Tufts of wolf hair and bloody scratches are noted. You search the ogre. (set: $hasAsh to 1)You find and pick up a sack of ashes that was strapped to its waist. It is a simple corded leather sack with a red symbol painted on it. (A sack of ashes is added to your inventory) After observing the scene, the two of you continue deeper into the woods, more wary and ready for what may lie ahead. [[Continue Deeper Into the Woods|Front Entrance]]

The ogre is knelt, slumped and bleeding. It seems to have recognized its defeat and has submitted to the whim of you and (if: $compan is 1)[Karos](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren](else:)[Error, no companion set.]. What do you do? (link: "Ask Party For Advice") [(set: $previousPassage to "Interrogate Ogre")(goto:"Ask Party For Advice")] (link: "Put Him Out Of His Misery") [(set: $previousPassage to "Interrogate Ogre")(goto:"Put Him Out Of His Misery")] (link: "Ask About Him") [(set: $previousPassage to "Interrogate Ogre")(goto:"Ask About Him")] (link: "Ask About The Encampment") [(set: $previousPassage to "Interrogate Ogre")(goto:"Ask About The Encampment")] (link: "Ask About The Bishop") [(set: $previousPassage to "Interrogate Ogre")(goto:"Ask About The Bishop")] (link: "Ask About These Lands") [(set: $previousPassage to "Interrogate Ogre")(goto:"Ask About These Lands")] (link: "Leave Him And Move On") [(set: $previousPassage to "Interrogate Ogre")(goto:"Continue Deeper Into the Woods")] (link: "Check Status") [(set: $previousPassage to "Interrogate Ogre")(goto:"Check Status")]

You approach the ogre silently from behind, its head still low, unable to see what is to come. You slowly unsheathe your blade and pull your arm back, aiming at a particular point in its back. Then, in one foul thrust, the ogre's heart stops and it falls foward, motionless. (if: $compan is 2)[Loren looks to you with a look of sadness, but with some understanding behind it.](else-if: $compan is 1)[Karos holds a cold, stoic face throughout.](else:)[Error, no companion set.] (set: $karma to $karma-1)(Your karma decreases.) You search the ogre. (set: $hasAsh to 1)You find and pick up a sack of ashes that was strapped to its waist. It is a simple corded leather sack with a red symbol painted on it. (A sack of ashes is added to your inventory) [[Continue Deeper Into the Woods|Front Entrance]]

(if: $previousPassage is "Interrogate Ogre")["You!", you exclaim sternly. The ogre looks up with its eyes lightly watering and its mouth as stern as rock. "I may spare you if you answer my questions." The ogre takes a moment and then nods. ]"What are you doing out here? You seemed to be struggling with that wolf." The ogre answers in a low, slow voice in broken Common. "I . . . I lost. We hunting, my father helps. But I lost him. I yells out 'Fa! Fa!', but hear nothing. Then, I hear growls. I want its meats for the tribe. I want to prove strength." It lowers its head again. (link: "Put Him Out Of His Misery") [(set: $previousPassage to "Ask About Him")(goto:"Put Him Out Of His Misery")] (link: "Ask About The Encampment") [(set: $previousPassage to "Ask About Him")(goto:"Ask About The Encampment")] (link: "Ask About The Bishop") [(set: $previousPassage to "Ask About Him")(goto:"Ask About The Bishop")] (link: "Ask About These Lands") [(set: $previousPassage to "Ask About Him")(goto:"Ask About These Lands")] (link: "Leave Him And Move On") [(set: $previousPassage to "Ask About Him")(goto:"Continue Deeper Into the Woods")]

(if: $previousPassage is "Interrogate Ogre")["You!", you exclaim sternly. The ogre looks up with its eyes lightly watering and its mouth as stern as rock. "I may spare you if you answer my questions." The ogre takes a moment and then nods. ]"Where are the rest of your people? Where are you staying?" The ogre looks around, starts talking, hesitates, and then lowers its head, silently. You look to your companion. (if: $compan is 1)[He approaches the ogre, puts his hands on its shoulders, and sternly says "Answer. Or. Die. Beast."](else-if: $compan is 2)[She approaches the ogre and gets on its level. She calmly places a finger under its chin and points its bloody visage up to match her eyes. She slowly and clearly says "We are not here to hurt your people. They just have something we need."](else:)[Error, no companion set.] A long, drawn out silence commences. You feel as if you can not only feel your heartbeat aloud, but also your companion's, and even the much louder and slower ogre's heartbeat too. After an unknown amount of time, you see your companion begin to reach for a weapon. Just then the ogre's voice rumbles back up. ". . . Fi'ju curse you . . ." The ogre looks up. "You go the right way. If you continue the way you go, you will reach our home." "Thank you. We will do our best not to hurt them." The ogre lowers its head again. (link: "Put Him Out Of His Misery") [(set: $previousPassage to "Ask About The Encampment")(goto:"Put Him Out Of His Misery")] (link: "Ask About Him") [(set: $previousPassage to "Ask About The Encampment")(goto:"Ask About Him")] (link: "Ask About The Bishop") [(set: $previousPassage to "Ask About The Encampment")(goto:"Ask About The Bishop")] (link: "Ask About These Lands") [(set: $previousPassage to "Ask About The Encampment")(goto:"Ask About These Lands")] (link: "Leave Him And Move On") [(set: $previousPassage to "Ask About The Encampment")(goto:"Continue Deeper Into the Woods")]

(if: $previousPassage is "Interrogate Ogre")["You!", you exclaim sternly. The ogre looks up with its eyes lightly watering and its mouth as stern as rock. "I may spare you if you answer my questions." The ogre takes a moment and then nods. ]"Do you know where Bishop Rafferty is? We know your people have taken him" The ogre tilts its head, looking genuinly confused. "Bissup . . . Rufty? I . . . I do not . . ." (if: $compan is 1)[You scratch your head. "He's a man. Uhh . . . a man in a dress with a pointy hat. Lots of shiny goodies with him. Have you seen him?"](else-if: $compan is 2)[You scratch your head. Loren speaks up. "An old man in a white dress with a stupid hat. Have you seen him?"](else:)[Error, no companion set.] The ogre's eyes widen in realization. "Ohhh. I know this one. We want to eats him, I think, though not much meats. All skinses and bonses. He tied up back home." It lowers its head again. (link: "Put Him Out Of His Misery") [(set: $previousPassage to "Ask About The Bishop")(goto:"Put Him Out Of His Misery")] (link: "Ask About Him") [(set: $previousPassage to "Ask About The Bishop")(goto:"Ask About Him")] (link: "Ask About The Encampment") [(set: $previousPassage to "Ask About The Bishop")(goto:"Ask About The Encampment")] (link: "Ask About These Lands") [(set: $previousPassage to "Ask About The Bishop")(goto:"Ask About These Lands")] (link: "Leave Him And Move On") [(set: $previousPassage to "Ask About The Bishop")(goto:"Continue Deeper Into the Woods")]

As you turn your back to the ogre to leave, you hear its voice rumbling. "Thank you. Here. Take this. An offering to the Fi'ju. We put ash on our face to harness their power. I am . . . unworthy." You are handed a simple corded leather sack with a red symbol painted on it. (A sack of ashes is added to your inventory) "Thank you." You continue on.(set: $hasAsh to 1) [[Continue On|Front Entrance]]

Your party sticks to the shadows as the sounds of commotion slowly start to fade behind you. The foilage around you starts to disperse. In the opening you observe a wide, well-trodden dirt path in the distance. [[Continue Along|Front Entrance]]

After a short trek, you and your companion find yourselves on a dirt path. Ahead of you lies a large, open entrance into a camp surrounded by spikes and wooden walls. You notice two ogres sat around a fire just inside the encampment. Though they haven't noticed you yet, you and your companion quickly move off the path and obscur yourself with the wall. You peek over the corner of the entrance. You see a small stone hut on the opposite side of the camp beside a smaller, side entrance. (link: "Ask Party For Advice") [(set: $previousPassage to "Front Entrance")(goto:"Ask Party For Advice")] [[Investigate Ogres|Inv Ogres]] [[Investigate Hut|Inv Hut]] (link: "Check Status") [(set: $previousPassage to "Front Entrance")(goto:"Check Status")]

Two ogres are sat accross from one another near a campfire. The fire billows with dark, thick smoke, large enough to partially envelop them. Near the fire is a chest that glimmers. You observe one ogre pick up the chest and begin looking through it. You see it dig through the chest with deliberation and focus. Coins, glimmering jewels and precious metals spill out the sides as the ogre digs and sifts through the chest. He stops and looks in the chest for a moment, then stands up and turns to the other ogre. "You take yummy shiny? You no have!" It stomps its foot heavily. "No! I said mine!" The other ogre lets loose a piercing sound like a snarl and a growl. "It in chest. I no touch." "Hmm." It tilts it head for a moment, then dumps the chest out. A smile wider than a dinnerplate grows across its face as it lifts up a large ruby pendant, encrusted in gold, laced in a thick silver chain. It drops to its knees, closes its eyes, raises the necklace high above its head, and begins mumbling. This lasts for a few moments. Then, the ogre gets up and drops the necklace into the firepit. It slowly starts to melt, producing a foul, odor. Both ogres move closer to the flame, standing directly above it. "Praise Fi'ju", they both exclaim and then close their eyes. They stand there for quite awhile, inhaling the toxic smoke. Once the smoke quells some, one ogre slumpts back, its eyes to the sky and the chest of jewels in its lap, and the other begins dancing frantically and without balance. . . . It is not terribly long until the sat ogre begins sifting through the chest again. (link: "Ask Party For Advice") [(set: $previousPassage to "Inv Ogres")(goto:"Ask Party For Advice")] [[Sneak Around Wall To Side Entrance]] [[Send Companion In To Distract]](if: $hasAsh is 1)[ [[Instruct Companion To Put Ashes On Face And Intimidate]]] [[Back|Front Entrance]]

On the far end of the encampment lies a stone hut. A window is present and within, you see shadows flickering. It's hard to discern much else from this distance and getting any closer would involve entangling with the ogres in between. [[Back|Front Entrance]]

(set: $isChased to 1)(if: $compan is 1)["We need to get to the hut in back there. These ogres are in the way of our path. Do you think you can distract them while I make my way there?" "Two ogres. . . on my own. . . Yes. I think I've been training for this." Karos says sternly. "Good. I'll stay here, behind this wall. You're going to have to lead them out the camp. Good luck." Karos bravely steps out into the open entrance of the ogre encampment. He yells out loudly to the ogres. Startling them, they both quickly grab their weapons and begin pursuing Karos. He throws his set of bolas at one them and they wrap around its feet, entangling it. He whines and grunts until the other ogre stops and turns around to help him out. Karos begins running away. It takes a few moments to untangle the bolas and once they had, Karos had already made some good distance into the woods, leaving a path of broken branches and shaking leaves. The ogres charge head first into the woods, running right past you. ](else-if: $compan is 2)["We need to get to the hut in back there. These ogres are in the way of our path. Do you think you can distract them while I make my way there?" "I . . . wait, you're serious?" Loren looks down a moment contemplatively. "What in the world have I signed up for here?", she says under her breath. "I don't know how exactly you expect this to go, but I trust ya, Cap'n." "Thank you, Loren. I'll stay here, behind this wall. You're going to have to lead them out the camp. Good luck." "Here goes nothing." Loren bravely steps out into the open entrance of the ogre encampent. She slowly and smoothly pulls out an arrow. She knocks it, aims with one eye closed, and lets it loose. The sat ogre is startled and falls back to the ground as the chest of jewels it was sifting through is shot out of its hands. The ogres, with a look of confusion and violence, look around for the source of this disruption. Loren lets loose three more arrow straight into the fire, clearly revealing her vantage point. Immediately after firing, she sprints back along the dirt path at a blazing speed. The ogres, now snarling with rage, clap their hands together, letting loose huge booms, as they move toward their makeshift weapons. They both grab clubs and charge toward Loren. Far out in the horizon, you see Loren stop, turn off the path and look behind herself, and then to the forest. She steps onto an angled rock and then leaps high into the trees. She lands on a thick branch, hanging off the trunk with one hand. She swings her body around and leaps deeper into the forest, as you see her begin to stride from one tree to the next. Soon, she becomes completely obscured, as the trees' shaking becomes all you can see. ](else:)[Error, no companion set.]You take a couple minutes just to be sure the ogres aren't returning. Once the scene settles down, you make your way to the back of the camp. You hear a distinctly loud thud and crash from far away. You wonder about your companion's status, but solemnly move on, focused on the mission at hand. [[Investigate Hut|Investigate Hut Two]]

(set: $hasAsh to 0)(The sack of ashes is removed from your inventory) "Listen. We're going to need to make a distraction. Take these ashes. Put them on your face. Like this." You wet your thumb, dip it in the ashes and apply it to (if: $compan is 1)[Karos's](else:)[Loren's] face. You reach for nearby twigs and begin placing them in your companion's hair. You both spend a few moments creating your disguise from the environment around you. Your companion runs in, donned in leaves, sticks, and an ashen face. (if: $compan is 1)[Karos](else:)[Loren] jumps up and down, waves (if: $compan is 1)[his](else:)[her] arms, and starts yelling "Fi'ju teach you! Fi'ju teach you." The ogres shoot up. They stare for a couple moments at (if: $compan is 1)[Karos's](else:)[Loren's] rhythmic movements. One ogre reaches for a club, yet the other smacks him hard with the back of his hand. He sneers, grumbles something unintelligible, and points to (if: $compan is 1)[Karos](else:)[Loren]. The ogre's club slips out of its hand as its brow raises high. "The ash!" it exclaims to its fellow ogre. "You commune with Fi'ju?" it asks. "Fi'ju teach you! Fi'ju teach you!" Your companion continues the methodical hopping while wildly dangling (if: $compan is 1)[his](else:)[her] arms. One ogre steps forward and kneels. "What you have us do, Fi'ju spirit?" The other drops to a knee too. (if: $compan is 1)[Karos](else:)[Loren] stops (if: $compan is 1)[his](else:)[her] dancing and slowly approaches. The ogres exchange a look of fear then continue looking down. Even while knelt, these ogres are still up to your companion's shoulders. (if: $compan is 1)[Karos](else:)[Loren] tilts their heads up, licks (if: $compan is 1)[his](else:)[her] thumb, dips it into the sack of ashes, and paints a curved mark from one side of their face to another. "Fi'ju teach you. Fi'ju see you. Weak. Scared. Fi'ju commands such: leave Ashenbark forest. Go as far as the skyheat touches. Wander. Find your stength again. The wilderness is now yours." They look to their chest of jewelry, to their camps' walls, and to the campfire beside them. The ogres seem to ponder the perceived Fi'ju spirit's words. They look shaken. "Trinkets, buildings, tools - all things you reaped from these woods. You weaken by thinking you can't find, take, or create it elsewhere." One ogre slowly stands up, brings its' mug right up to (if: $compan is 1)[Karos](else:)[Loren] and lets loose a bestial, dripping roar. "RAAAAAOOOOOH!" The trees shake and birds scatter. It towers over the presumed mystic. "You call us weak? We return to land of dragon. Land of men and fire and ash and you call us WEAK?" The ogre grabs your companion by the garb and holds (if: $compan is 1)[him](else:)[her] in the air. (if: $compan is 1)[Karos's](else:)[Loren's] legs dangle loosely. "I call you strong. Stronger than you can be here. Stronger than these woods, this prison, can contain." The ogre's grip slowly loosens. "Fi'ju teach you." The ogres drop to their knees and roar in unison, loud enough that you think the trees might shake loose from the ground. They gather their clubs and charge out the front entrance of the camp. You hear them stampeding and roaring away for quite some time. You and (if: $compan is 1)[Karos](else:)[Loren] share a look of desperate, exasperated gratitude. (set: $compApproval to $compApproval +1)((if: $compan is 1)[Karos](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren](else:)[Error, No companion set] approves) [[Investigate Hut|Investigate Hut Two]]

(if: $compan is 1)[You signal to your companion to stay low and move toward the side entrance. You both lower your heads and walk slowly and lightly along the crude wall. Looking toward the ogres, they seem preoccupied and to not be looking in your direction, despite the fact that you are getting to be quite close. The smoke seems to help cloud their vision a little as your party moves slowly closer to the hut. You're just about to turn the corner of the hut when you feel a hard tug on your ankle. You trip and hit your head on the hard dirt. "Got you, sneaker!" You feel your head rush downward as you get pulled up high by you leg. An ogre lazily swings you about and you can only see brief blurs of your surroundings. You hear a barbaric yawp roar out from Karos's bellows as the ogre holding you falls to his knees. Karos had jumped directly on the ogre, releasing its grip on you, and is now grappling with it from behind. You clumsily roll over onto your backside, looking up at the entanglement. Karos reaches to his back, grabbing his longspear. The ogre is smacking Karos wildly on his sides. Karos lets loose a beastial roar and drives his spear deep into the ogre's abdomen. The shocked ogre slumps over and starts falling in your direction. You deftly roll to your side as the ogre lands narrowly beside you, bouncing you lightly off the ground. You stand up and draw your blade as you notice Karos being held by his throat by the other ogre. He draws a short blade from his leg holster and lands it deep in the ogre's torso. Then, he draws and inserts another. And another. The ogre winces at each, but does not let go of the mountainous Karos. Karos locks eyes with you as you see his fierceness matched with desperation. You leap into action. Taking three long strides, you swiftly find yourself a step away from the ogre. In one motion, you step forward and firmly thrust your blade upward into the back of the ogre's skull. It releases Karos, grasping the back of its head as it falls to the side. Karos looks to your with a ruthless seriousness. You see he is suffering from painful injuries, but says little of it. "I'm sorry things turned out this way, Karos." You say after the adrenaline starts to die down. "No, it is okay." He says with his voice and head low. "Just . . . perhaps it would've been better to engage them head on." (set: $compApproval to $compApproval-1)(Karos disapproves)](else-if: $compan is 2)[You signal to your companion to stay low and move toward the side entrance. You both lower your heads and walk slowly and lightly along the crude wall. "Follow my lead", whispers Loren. She walks up ahead of you, dipping low to the ground, moving ever subtley. Looking toward the ogres, they seem preoccupied and to not be looking in your direction, despite the fact that you are getting to be quite close. The smoke seems to help cloud their vision a little as your party moves slowly closer to the hut. Loren signals for you to stop. She looks around, seemingly concerned about the ogres closeby. She points up. There is a wide branch that stretches from a trunk just outside the walls of the encampment; just out of reach. She shoves her long dagger into the shoddy, yet thick wooden wall. She gestures with an open palm and a slight bowing of the head, up toward to branch. You take a moment to process her silent communications. Then you step silently onto the dagger and reach up to the branch. You pull yourself up, unto the branch, and move toward the trunk of the tree. Looking back, you see Loren make her way up too. She steps on the dagger, pulls herself up the branch and pulls the dagger back out with her feet in the same motion. You both drop down, on the opposite side of the wall, near the side entrance of the encampment and the stone hut, completely obscured from the ogres' eyes. "Not sure how much closer we could have got to the ogres without them catching on, Captain." She says as she brushes some dirt off her garments. You look back at her with true wonder and gratitude. "Deftly done, Loren." You say, still keeping your voice low. (set: $compApproval to $compApproval+1)(Loren approves)](else:)[Error, no companion set.] [[Investigate Hut|Investigate Hut Two]] [[Back|Inv Ogres]]

(set: $hasBishop to 1)(set: $bishopApproval to 0)"I'm here to help. Hold your arms apart so I can free you from these shackles." You begin swinging hard at the chains with your blade. It seems to have little effect as the chain absorbs most of the energy of your blow and bounces back. "Damn. Let's try this. I'll get you out of these. Don't worry." You pull the chain, bending Rafferty down along with it, and hold the chain against the ground. You put both feet on the chain and swing at it hard with your blade, leaving little room for personal space betwen you and Bishop. You see annoyance and anger in the Bishop. His muffled cries in protest go unanswered as he rears away from the blade. Part of you is grateful you didn't remove his gag first. Your swinging finally starts to loosen the chain and it breaks. Now you look toward the chain attaching him to the wall. You sheathe your blade, take off your shield and hold it by its' sides. You bash down hard onto the chain repeatedly. It starts to loosen and eventually breaks off from the wall. You remove the cloth from around the Bishop's mouth and eyes. "Bishop Rafferty? I'm here to rescue you." "What in the world? You damn near killed me trying to get those chains off. What were you thinking?", Rafferty yells. "I . . . I'm sorry sir." You look around and down. "This wasn't exactly how I wanted things to go." Rafferty peers over, looking behind. "And you're here alone. All they send is one fool to rescue me?" You open your mouth to speak but are interuppted. "All the king's horses and all the king's men, eh? Well, get me out of these damned woods and back to civility. I've been here for ages." "Yes sir. That is what I'm here for." (set: $bishopApproval to $bishopApproval-1)(Bishop Rafferty disapproves) [[Backtrack To Forest Entrance]]

(if: $compan is 1)[You begin to speak about yourself. "You know, my past has been quite a difficult one." Karos says to you, "Life is a battle for all. What've your battles been?" ". . . I don't know if I want to talk about it." "Oh . . . Well, If you'd like, I'm happy to listen to-" ". . . No. Sorry. I won't. I've tried. People don't want to hear it. It upsets them. They don't know what to say . . . I don't know why I brought it up." "I'm sorry, Captain. If you do not wish to speak of it, I won't push the issue." "I . . . I appreciate that. Thanks." There is a small lull in conversation. Karos looks up at you and puts out his arm, "To a good journey." You grab Karos's forearm and squeeze. "To a good journey." You feel a sense of relaxation and sleepiness as your conversation comes to a close. Your eyelids grow heavy.](else-if: $compan is 2)[You begin to speak about yourself. "You know, my past has been quite a difficult one." Loren cocks her head to the side, "Hmm? How so?" ". . . I don't know if I want to talk about it." "You sure? Tell me about it." ". . . No. Sorry. I won't. I've tried. People don't want to hear it. It upsets them. They look at me befuddled and then stumble over some inadequate response . . . I don't know why I brought it up." "I'm sorry, Captain." She looks into the distance as if thinking about what to say, then looks right into your eyes. "The past is the past." "I . . . I understand. Thank you." "I'll just say this, having experienced my fair share of hardship. Life doesn't just stab you. It does so repeatedly and twists the knife." "Ha. Yes, it sure does." You feel a sense of relaxation and sleepiness as your conversation comes to a close. Your eyelids grow heavy.](else:)[Error, no companion set.] (set: $compApproval to $compApproval+1)((if: $compan is 2)[Loren](else-if: $compan is 1)[Karos](else:)[Error, No companion set.] approves) [[Wake Up In Ashenbark Forest]]

You shout out behind you to your party. "How are you holding up back there Bishop?" "Huh?" Rafferty has been looking downward and very deliberately plodding along, carefully deciding each footstep. He's holding up his robe, so as to not drag it along. He looks up. "Oh. I'm doing fine thank you." "I imagine this perhaps isn't the environment you're used to, but it shouldn't be long until we're back to our carriage and on our way to the monastery in Coreston," you add, apologetically. "Yes, well, it's not everyday that I'm ambushed and taken off the road, dragged into the woods against my will, and chained up for God knows how long by some Godforsaken beasts." He sighs loudly. "Though, yes. I am actually looking forward to returning to the city, for once." (if: $compan is 1)[Karos silently continues marching along. Rafferty looks up to him in mild disgust. "And though I certainly wouldn't normally associate with a wild brute such as this . . . " He flicks his hand toward Karos. " . . . It should serve some use on our way between here and the monastery. Karos looks down and continues marching. "I'm here but to serve." You say, "Yes, we should have no trouble getting you back to safety, your bishophood." ](else-if: $compan is 2)["You don't much care for the city then, milord?" Loren inquisites. Rafferty looks confused and almost angered by the question. "What's there to like? The rowdy peasants don't respect any of the clergy nearly as much as we deserve. Coreston used to be quite a decent location, but has fallen into damn near ruins since the end of the last dynasty." "Oh, I'm terribly sorry. I tend to enjoy citylife, but I can understand that . . ." Raffery cuts her off. "Oh not to worry. There's plenty of entertainment for a ruffian like you." He sighs again. "It is true. Once I get back to my monastery, I'll feel more accommodated than I did in these woods." Loren's face becomes flush and she looks down. "Well let's not waste any time then."](else:)[Error, No companion set.] You continue leading your party back to your carriage. (set: $bishopApproval to $bishopApproval+1)(Bishop Rafferty approves) [[Continue On|Back To Carriage]]

You shout out behind you to your party. "How are you holding up back there (if: $compan is 1)[Karos?" Karos is marching along at a steady pace. "I'm ready for more trials. I must continue to test my will", he replies gruffly. "Well, I appreciate your effort. Perhaps when we finish our mission, you can spend some time reaping your reward. Maybe head to the tavern?", you add. He blinks a few times, his face unmoving. "The path doesn't end for me. If I have time between taks, I find another that must be done. If I . . ." The bishop cuts in and snottily says, "Do you ever give yourself a break? Ever do anything sophisticated?" "I avoid lethargy and luxury deliberately", Karos replies. "It weakens me." "Bah!" Rafferty scoffs. "Ridiculous. You must've never expereinced the feeling of a hot bath or, much less likely, the touch of a woman." Karos doesn't humor him with a response and simply continues marching. You attempt to defend Karos's honor. "Come now. Karos has been a faithful companion along this whole journey. If it weren't for him, you might never have escaped these woods." To this, Rafferty doesn't reply and just makes some disgruntled noises. You look back to your companion and he gives you a quick nod at you in agreement. (Karos approves)](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren?" "I'm doing quite alright, Captain", she says with some levity. "It seems we've dealt with what ought to be our largest threat back there in that encampment. Now, a little forest stroll seems like it could be good for the soul." She's looking around, taking in the sights and smells of the various flora and fauna native to Ashenbark. "Aha! It's nice to have such a positve outlook in our party." You add with a smile. "I appreciate having you on our team. Well, you should know, we aren't but halfway done with our task. You do not tire yet?" "I felt perhaps a bit fallible at the sight of those ogres, but now that we've escaped in one piece, and with our precious cargo", she looks over at Rafferty with a kind smile, "it's a good opportunity to enjoy these peaceful woods." "You truly don't mind all this dirt and filth?", Rafferty wonders, seemingly genuinely curious. "Of course not, your bishophood. It can be pleasant to get out in nature", she responds. Rafferty is holding up his robe, so at to not drag it along the ground. "Sure, maybe for some. For me, I just want to get back home to my clean bed." You reassure your party of the path ahead of you. "We have a fair bit left to go, but it shouldn't be too long. Now let's just try to enjoy this little stretch of peace." Loren approves](else:)[Error, No companion set] You continue leading your party back to your carriage.(set: $compApproval to $compApproval +1) [[Continue On|Back To Carriage]]

You and your party spend your time taking in the sights of the woods. It is a nice relief from all of the chaos and effort of the previous few days. Rafferty is holding up his robe, so as to not drag it along the ground. Even he is appreciative of this moment of silent peace, after his burdonsome experience lodging with ogres. (if: $compan is 1)[Karos marches along stoically, heavily crunching braches and leaves underfoot.](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren lightly maneuvers through the brambles and branches of these thick woods.](else:)[Error, No companion set] You continue leading your party back to your carriage. [[Continue On|Back To Carriage]]

After some time, your party arrives back to the carriage. Or rather, where the carriage was. Now, there is naught but smithereens. The wood is smashed and the canvas top is lolling about in the wind. One wheel is lying horizontally on the ground whereas the others are completely missing. You see a small path has been trampled down through the woods. Your party concludes that it may have been ogres who smashed your carriage. Bishop Rafferty looks both exhausted and absolutely livid. However, he reluctantly agrees that you best begin making your way to Coreston on foot, while there is still some daylight left. [[Begin The Walk To Coreston]]

Your party is walking along a dirt path within a gully, flanked on both sides by woods. "I can't believe this." Rafferty has been muttering to himself and fretting about the situation for some time. "Absolutely preposterous. A bishop alongside two fools that can't even keep their caravan safe. For God's sake, I'm a clergy member!" (if: $compan is 1)[Karos hasn't let these criticisms affect his stalwart attitude and is continuing on without hesitation.](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren is mantaining a positve demeanor, though you notice part of her seems a bit perturbed by the bishop's complaining.](else:)[Error, no companion set] "Come on now. If we keep up our pace, we'll be back in . . ." You are interupted by a disturbing sound and quiet down to observe it more closely. You hear something plodding along off to your left side in the woods. The flora is shaking lightly alongside this disturbance. Then, a similar activity begins on your right side too. They seem to be getting closer and, as they do, you begin to hear sniffling and panting. (link: "Ask Party For Advice") [(set: $previousPassage to "Begin The Walk To Coreston")(goto:"Ask Party For Advice")] [[Enter The Woods Together]] [[Continue Along The Path]] [[Send Companion To Check It Out]] (link: "Check Status") [(set: $previousPassage to "Begin The Walk To Coreston")(goto:"Check Status")]

(set: $compan to 2)You continue trekking toward your goal, despite the disconcerting sounds flanking you. "So, you're just going to ignore them huh? All that heavy weaponry is just for show, eh?" Rafferty seems upset and somewhat fearful. "Alrighty then. Well, let's just whistle along and hope nothing tears our throats out." You opt to remain quiet out of concern for your surroundings. The sounds stick by your party for some time, and you begin to even hear some growls. Though, after some time they seem like they may be growing more distant. To you and your companion's utter surprise, the Bishop genuinely begins whistling, loudly and with contempt. You signal to him to stay quite, but it's too late. The animal sounds return, this time feeling as if they are right on top of you. Two wolves pounce out of the woods on the right. Two more hop out of the left side, prowling around your party in a circle. (set: $bishopApproval to $bishopApproval-1)(Bishop Rafferty disapproves) (set: $wolfhp to 4) [[Prepare to Fight]]

You quietly ask, "Do you think you could scout this out for us (if: $compan is 1)[Karos](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren](else:)[Error, no companion set]? I'll keep an eye on Rafferty. Just see what's going on and report back. Call out if you need me." (if: $compan is 1)[Karos](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren](else:)[Error, no companion set] nods and courageously steps immediately into the woods on your right. Rafferty stays close behind you. He smiles and says, "This should be quite the show." You hear some rustling and growling coming from the woods your companion entered. You begin to wonder if (if: $compan is 1)[Karos](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren](else:)[Error, no companion set] is okay. Suddenly, behind you, on the left side of the path, two wolves pounce out of the woods. You pull out your sword and shield and pull Rafferty behind you. Just then, you hear your companion shout out, "Captain! Wolves here!" "Regroup! Come back!" you command loudly. (if: $compan is 1)[Karos](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren](else:)[Error, no companion set] stumbles back to the path, almost losing (if: $compan is 1)[his](else-if: $compan is 2)[her](else:)[Error, no companion set] balance. Just on (if: $compan is 1)[his](else-if: $compan is 2)[her](else:)[Error, no companion set] tail, two more wolves come following behind. The wolves are snarling as they circle around your party. You and (if: $compan is 1)[Karos](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren](else:)[Error, no companion set] flank Rafferty, protecting him from both sides. Despite the threat, you hear Rafferty blurt out a chuckle. (set: $bishopApproval to $bishopApproval+1)(Bishop Rafferty approves) (set: $wolfhp to 4) [[Prepare to Fight]]

You command, "We can't just ignore this threat. Let's approach it head on and see what it is." You and (if: $compan is 1)[Karos](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren] line up next each other, Rafferty close behind, and enter the woods on your right with weapons drawn. Rafferty's heart is beating rapidly and he's sweating profusely, but he is smiling. "This should be quite the show." You move straight toward the origin of the sound. After but a few yards, you come across a snarling pair of wolves. Your party slowly approaches them. They both let out a curt howl. Shortly after, you hear loud growling from behind. You whip around to see that two more wolves are prowling toward you across the path. The four wolves begin circling around your party. Despite the threat, you hear Rafferty blurt out a chuckle. (set: $bishopApproval to $bishopApproval+1)(Bishop Rafferty approves) (set: $wolfhp to 4) [[Prepare to Fight]]

(if: $wolfhp is 4)[Four wolves surround](else-if: $wolfhp is 2)[Two wolves approach](else-if: $wolfhp is 1)[One wolf growls at](else:)[Error, no wolfhp set] your party. What do you do? [[Defend Rafferty]] [[Attack A Wolf]] [[Send Your Companion To Attack]]

(if: $wolfhp is 4)[(set: $wolfhp to 2)You lift your shield and stand firm, directly in front of Rafferty, rapidly looking from side to side, preparing for an attack from all angles. As (if: $compan is 1)[Karos](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren](else:)[Error, no companion set] distracts two of the wolves with (if: $compan is 1)[his spear](else-if: $compan is 2)[her bow](else:)[Error, no companion set], the other two pounce at you simultaneously. You step in front of one to intercept it with your shield, pointing your blade in the other direction at the leaping wolf. The shieldbound wolf bounces its head right of the shield, twisting its neck harshly, and with a loud "twang", it falls to the right, seemingly unconcious. On your left, you hold your sword hand firmly, as the wolf seems to skewer itself upon your blade. You step on the now mangled beast and pull your blade out of it. You slash back to your right and finish off the stunned beast. You look back toward Bishop Rafferty and see that he is unscathed, even bearing a twitching smile. [[Prepare to Fight]] ](else-if: $wolfhp is 2)[(set: $wolfhp to 1)You lift your shield and stand firm, directly in front of Rafferty, positioning yourself between the two flanking wolves and him. One growls at you, menacingly, and you turn toward it, expecting it to pounce. However, when you glance behind, you see that the other has been prowling, slowly, toward the frightened bishop. He tugs lightly at your arm, stunned in fear, as if he had stared into a gorgon's eye. You pivot around toward his right side to intercept the approaching wolf, as your companion fights off the other. It has already gotten very close. You bash it harshly with you shield, stunning the beast for a moment. You take this opportunity to swing your body around and above the wolf. It, now in between your two legs, is just starting to come to. You grab it harshly by the scruff and reach around to insert your blade into its chest. Its deathrattle is a disheartening, howling, whimper. [[Prepare to Fight]] ](else-if: $wolfhp is 1)[You step infront of Rafferty, becoming his shield from the remaining wolf. It seems hesistant about approaching head on and is trying to find an opening, but you rotate along with it, intercepting its angle of attack. It stops and looks up at you, standing in the way of the defenseless meal that is Rafferty, and then looks toward the (if: $compan is 1)[intimidating Karos](else-if: $compan is 2)[deadly Loren](else:)[error, no companion set]. It steps back once with its hindpaw. Sensing its fear, you take this opportunity to clang the broadside of your blade against your shield several times, creating an echoing din. It steps back again. You then take one stride forward, still staying close to Rafferty, and the wolf turns tail and runs off. Thus, your party has succesfully avoided becoming a quick meal to a pack of hungry wolves. [[Continue On]] ](else:)[Error, no wolfhp set]

(if: $wolfhp is 4)[(set: $wolfhp to 2)You instruct your companion to hold close to Rafferty and (if: $compan is 1)[Karos](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren](else:)[Error, no companion set] positions (if: $compan is 1)[himself](else-if: $compan is 2)[herself](else:)[Error, no companion set] infront of him. You walk boldly toward the pack. One leaps at you right away, but you block it with your shield and it push it to the ground. Then, you slice at it repeatedly, blood splatering on your armor. You continue your onslaught, marching onward. Another wolf strikes at you, leaping into the air. You narrowly sidestep the attack, and as you do, you strike it down from the air. It thumps heavily to the ground. The other two wolves growl angrily and regroup. [[Prepare to Fight]]](else-if: $wolfhp is 2)[(set: $wolfhp to 1)You charge boldly toward the wolves, as (if: $compan is 1)[Karos](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren](else:)[Error, no companion set] keeps (if: $compan is 1)[his](else-if: $compan is 2)[her](else:)[Error, no companion set] eye on Rafferty. You aim your sights toward one of them, but as you approach, the other swings around and is now bounding toward you from behind. You act quickly. You slice the back of the wolf's neck and shove the bottom point of your shield downward into the wound with both hands. With enough force, you manage to impale this wolf deeply. Then, you swiftly twirl around to the other side of the shield and duck down low, just as the other wolf leaps toward you. It bangs off your mounted shield and is stunned. You take this time to regroup with your party and mount your final attack. [[Prepare to Fight]]](else-if: $wolfhp is 1)[The lone wolf views your party with a snarl and ferociousness that you would not expect after it lost its pack. It rushes toward you, in its final effort to finish this battle. You match its attack by charging forward yourself, your blade leading your way. It leaps right at your neck, but as it does, you manage to manuvear your blade up and around, so that it is pointed toward the wolf's angle of attack. You thrust your blade outward. The wolf is impaled deeply on your blade. As you lower the wolf to the ground and remove your blade, it lets out a horrible final snarl. Thus, your party has succesfully avoided becoming a quick meal to a pack of hungry wolves. [[Continue On]]](else:)[Error, no wolfhp set]

(if: $wolfhp is 4)[(set: $wolfhp to 2)(if: $compan is 1)["I'll hold back with Rafferty. You, Karos, attack with all your ferocity!" Karos plunges into the battle without question. He is completely surrounded on all sides by wolves. It isn't long before he is tumbling with them in a discordant mess of fur and steel. Two of them pounce on him, biting onto his metal gauntlets. He tries to shake them off, but to no avail. Karos grabs his axes on his back, dragging the wolves back and forth along with him, and holds the weapons straight to each side. Then he begins spinning radily, curving up and down as he spins. You see an absolute whirlwind of steel, periodically interrupted by the grimaced face of your barbarian companion. The wolves that were latched on to him quickly release their hold and go soaring off to the side. As he slows down, you see the other two wolves are cut deeply and lay dead. Karos looks back at you, with bloodsplatter and fur all over his edged face, and lets loose a deep yell.](else-if: $compan is 2)["I'll hold back with Rafferty. You, Loren, attack with all your lethal precision!" "You got it 'Cap!" She shouts back at you over her shoulder as she deftly moves toward the threat. Loren removes her bow from her sheath and knocks an arrow as she bounds forward. The wolves attempt to follow her enigmatic manuveuring. She leaps directly over two wolves as they attempt to bite at her legs. Placing a vertical step on a tree, she then leaps back over them and twirls around, letting loose three arrows into one wolf. Just as she is landing, another wolf leaps and bites at her breeches and latches on. She rolls forward and whips her legs out hard, releasing the wolf's grip and tossing it but a few yards a way from her. It immediately leaps back at her, but she manages to aim and shoot her arrow through its neck just in time. The wolf falls limp onto her. She pushes it off and it falls clumsily to the ground. The other wolves snarl and growl, but hold their ground. She dusts herself off and looks back to your party. "Not my cleanest work, but it'll get the job done."](else:)[Error, no companion set] [[Prepare to Fight]] ](else-if: $wolfhp is 2)[(set: $wolfhp to 1)(if: $compan is 1)["Go Karos! Don't worry about the two of us!" Karos unsheates his spear and lets loose a powerful barbaric yawp, causing the two wolves to cower as he charges forth. One holds its ground, whereas the other takes a few steps back. Karos, now in range of the closer wolf, takes a firm stand. He repeatedly thrusts his spear forward, yet the beast manages to manuveur around. The other wolf cotinues to slowly back away from Karos. Seeing this weakness as an opportunity, Karos withdraws his attack and recenters himself. Then he pulls his arm back and tosses his spear, as swift as a loaded trebuchet let loose, at the timid wolf. It lands square in its backside and through the ground. The other wolf looks back to its dead kin, and then back to Karos, to which he responds with a spittle and rage filled roar. The remaining wolf stands firm and growls. ](else-if: $compan is 2)["Go Loren! Don't worry about the two of us! Loren knocks an arrow and immediately shoots at the remaining two wolves. Though she manages to hit one, it is no lethal blow only slightly piercing its shoulder. This wolf, now enraged, bounds straight for Loren and leaps on top of her. The wolf's claws are on her chest and its snarling fangs are but a few inches from her face. Loren drops her bow and in a single swift motion, unsheathes her long knife and stabs firmly into the injured wolf's chest with both hands. The both exchange deadly, teeth baring, grimaces as the wolf finally relents and slips off her long knife.](else:)[Error, no companion set] [[Prepare to Fight]] ](else-if: $wolfhp is 1)[(if: $compan is 1)["There's just one left, Karos!", you shout. "It's all yours." Karos looks back at you and Rafferty with a quick smile and advances. He strides forward, heavily stomping the ground with each step. He steps over the remaining wolf's kin. As he unsheathes both axes, the wolf starts to cower and twitch in fear. It starts to back away, but then stops as Karos gets close, seeming stunned in fear. Karos looks back and exchanges a quick glance with you. Karos kneels down to the wolf, drops both his axes, looks at it eye to eye, and then release a booming yell inches from its face. The wolf whimpers and scampers off. Thus, your party has succesfully avoided becoming a quick meal to a pack of hungry wolves.](else-if: $compan is 2)["There's just one left, Loren!", you shout. "It's all yours." Loren unsheathes her long knife and approaches the nearby wolf. The wolf ferociously snarls at her as she approaches. When she is but a few feet away, the wolf leaps right at her. She deftly sidesteps the wolf and, while its still in the air, she comes down hard with her knife into the small of its back. It falls heavily to the ground and Loren quickly removes her blade and reaches around to give a final cut to its throat. Thus, your party has succesfully avoided becoming a quick meal to a pack of hungry wolves.](else:)[Error, no companion set] [[Continue On]] ](else:)[Error, no wolfhp set]

Your companions dust off their garb and check for any deep wounds. Rafferty says, "That was quite an exciting excursion." (if: $compan is 1)["Battle is no sport to be enjoyed by onlookers", Karos responds solemnly. "It is the delicate balance of life and death."](else-if: $compan is 2)["Well now", Loren responds as she rubs one of her wounds. "That's certainly one way of putting it."](else:)[Error, no companion set] The bishop scoffs and recenters his cap. You try to stir up your party with some quick words. "Now, that was a tough battle and we all did well to avoid any serious injury. There's no time to rest, however. It seems best if we don't linger any longer and risk any more action." With that you lead your party further down the flora flanked path. At length, you all start to see the path open up just ahead. Just before the end of the woods, you hear a faint cry come out from your left. You halt your party with a hand signal and try to listen more closely. You hear a weak yell and a whimper of a human far off in the woods. You look back to your companions and ponder, "You all hear that? I wonder what that could be." (link: "Ask Party For Advice") [(set: $previousPassage to "Continue On")(goto:"Ask Party For Advice")] [[Ignore The Call and Follow The Path]] [[Heed The Call and Investigate]] (link: "Check Status") [(set: $previousPassage to "Continue On")(goto:"Check Status")]

"We don't have time for this. We've already been delayed and we best just stick to our task at hand. We still have quite a ways to go until we reach Coreston." (if: $compan is 1)[Karos says, "So be it."](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren says, "You got it 'Cap."](else:)[Error, no companion set.] Rafferty sets a hand on your shoulder and nods approvingly. (set: $karma to $karma -1)(Your karma decreases) (set: $bishopApproval to $bishopApproval +1)(Bishop Rafferty approves) The woods open up into a wide field as the path continues. There are still some trees and bushes flanking your path, but much less than the tangled mess you last had to pass through. After a few hours of plodding along this path, with dusk rapidly approaching, you all set up a quick camp right in the center of the road. Stones are gathered and set in a circle, firewood is placed inside of the stone circle, and a flame is drawn. Your party shares some of your food reserves. Tough dried meat and fruit is pased around the campfire, as well as some curt final words to end the day. Rafferty partakes the least in both, seeming discontent in his company and their rations. Before long, you all setup what little comfort you can to prepare for a rest. [[Rest By The Fire]]

"Something is going on in those woods there." You point off in the direction of the cries you just heard. "I think we may be able to help. Let's go check it out." Rafferty seems frustrated, but reluctantly follows along. (set: $karma to $karma+1)(Your karma increases) (set: $bishopApproval to $bishopApproval-1)(Bishop Rafferty disapproves) Your party steps through the dense woods toward the origin of the sound. As you approach you hear whimpers and yelps of a man in pain or torment. You peer around some foilage into an open glade. There, your party sees the cause of this commotion. Nearby, a man in dirty, dark blue robes and a pointed cap is caught in a hanging cage. He has a patchy, ragged gray beard and matted hair coming out the sides of his cap. He is dilapidated in the corner of a narrow, swaying cage, whimpering. There are some sacks and librams strewn about, alongside a gnarled, wooden staff. A long, thin spear is planted upward in the ground by the cage. He is staring out, glassy-eyed, to the center of the glade where there is a goblin, hopping back and forth and clapping its hands in a makeshift camp. This plump green creature is boasting a nasty grin filled with mishapen yellowed fangs. "Look what we found, look what we found! Gilbrug will be pleased. A delicious human." The goblin licks his lips. "And we found some . . . what is all this?" The goblin rummages through the sacks haphazzardly and holds a book up sideways. "What is?" The man doesn't even move from his crumpled state. "Huh!? Tell me what this is or I'll put holes in you again!" To this, the man responds by quickly hopping straight up and cornering himself against the cell bars. "I . . . I . . . You wouldn't understand. They're reagents. They're used for alchemical reactions and spells." The goblin pulls the spear out of the ground and jabs at his legs with a lustful grin. "You speak no sense. Is food?" The golbin dips a finger into one of the bags, pulling out some grey dust and bringing it to its mouth. He frowns and spits it out, angrily. "Yaaaahh! This not food!" He picks up his spear again. Your party looks to you expectingly. [[Charge In]] [[Dispatch Companion]] [[Turn Around]]

You are waken with a start from what was a deep slumber. It is predawn and you can barely make out your surroundings. In the bushes, but a few yards away, you hear a rustling of leaves. Then, a high pritched shriek followed by heavy stamping going off away from you. You give a concerned look to your companions and then contemplate your next move. (link: "Ask Party For Advice") [(set: $previousPassage to "Rest By The Fire")(goto:"Ask Party For Advice")] [[Ignore The Noise And Continue On The Path]] [[Follow The Strange Noise]] (link: "Check Status") [(set: $previousPassage to "Rest By The Fire")(goto:"Check Status")]

(set: $karma to $karma+1)(Your karma increases) You charge forward and plant yourself firmly between the goblin and the caged man. The goblin tilts its head and then barks at you, "Get away! This my prize!" He thrusts his spear in your direction. You lift your shield up and prepare for the attack. Rafferty stays hidden behind the bushes, though (if: $compan is 1)[Karos](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren](else:)[Error, no companion set] prepares to back you up. The goblin's thin spear cracks upon your firm shieldarm. The pointed end lands a few feet away from you. To this, the goblin's eyes shoot up and grow wide. It turns away and immediately starts flailing and running away, screaming along the way. You quickly kneel down, grab the pointed half of the spear, and throw it straight at the fleeing goblin just before it enters the woods. It lands deep in the center of its back. The goblin turns around with a look of anguish in its face and then falls backward, pushing the spear end further through his chest as it hits the ground. (if: $compan is 1)["You did well", Karos says as he comes out from behind the tree. Rafferty follows along, staying close behind him. Karos sets a hand on your shoulder and nods approvingly.](else-if: $compan is 2)["Quite the handiwork there, Captain!" Loren steps into the glade with a smile. Rafferty follows along, staying close behind her.](else:)[Error, no companion set] You all look up to the robed man in the cage. He still looks quite run-down, trembling in the corner of the cage. As you look toward the dead goblin, you see it has a rusty iron key hanging from a leather cord on its waist. You rip it off. (set: $manInfo to 0) [[Release The Man]]

(set: $karma to $karma+1)(Your karma increases) (if: $compan is 1)["Go Karos! There's no time to waste!" Karos leaps into the glade. He lands directly in the way of the goblin's attack. Just as the goblin thrusts forward with his spear, Karos unsheathes his axe and cuts the spear down clean through the middle. To this, the goblin's eyes shoot up and grow wide. It turns away and immediately starts flailing and running away, screaming along the way. Karos throws out his bolas and they wrap around the fleeing goblin's waist and arms. It falls forward. The goblin, in its constrained state, still tries to inch away with what little movement he can manage. Karos stamps forward and glowers over him. He cuts the goblin down, still.](else-if: $compan is 2)["Loren! Attack! Protect this man!" Loren unsheathes her bow and knocks an arrow. Just as the goblin thrusts its spear forward, she releases her arrow. The arrow pierces straight through the goblin's forearm. The spear flies out of its hand and slides underneath the hanging cage. The goblin's eyes shoot up and grow wide. It looks down toward its pierced arm and yells. It turns away and immediately starts flailing and running away, screaming along the way. Loren quickly lets loose three more arrows into its back and the creature falls flat on its face. Loren enters the glade and retrieves her arrows from the corpse, wiping off the dark goblin blood.](else:)[Error, no companion set] "Nicely done!" you exclaim as you come out from behind the tree. Rafferty follows along, staying close behind. You all look up to the robed man in the cage. He still looks quite run-down, trembling in the corner of the cage. As you look toward the dead goblin, you see it has a rusty iron key hanging from its waist from a leather cord. You rip it off. (set: $manInfo to 0) [[Release The Man]]

After having investigated, you deem this to be too risky of a conflict and turn around back toward the path. Rafferty and (if: $compan is 1)[Karos](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren](else:)[Error, no companion set] follow suit. Behind you, you hear the man cry out in pain. (set: $karma to $karma-1)(Your karma decreases) It isn't long before you find your way back from where you came. The woods open up into a wide field as the path continues. There are still some trees and bushes flanking your path, but much less than the tangled mess you last had to pass through. After a few hours of plodding along this path, with dusk rapidly approaching, you all set up a quick camp right in the center of the road. Stones are gathered and set in a circle, firewood is placed inside of the stone circle, and a flame is drawn. Your party shares some of your food reserves. Tough dried meat and dried fruit is pased around the campfire, as well as some curt final words to end the day. Rafferty partakes the least in both, seeming discontent in his company and their rations. Before long, you all setup what little comfort you can to prepare for a rest. [[Rest By The Fire]]

(if: $manInfo is 0)[You take the rusty key and insert it into the padlock on the cage. You and (if: $compan is 1)[Kaors](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren](else:)[Error, no companion set] help the injured man get out of the cage. He mutters a weak, "Thank you." The robed man looks toward the the librams and sacks strewn about the camp and slowly stumbles toward the wooden, gnarled staff. You provide a shoulder for him to lean on. His robe is bloody and his face is strained with each step. The man leans down to grab his staff. As soon as his hands rest on the staff, a wild wind stirs up from beneath him. His robe is blown upward as the wind pushes up and out through his center. He stamps the staff into the ground. A bright flash, centered on the tip of his staff, blinds you and your companions. You each hold an arm up to shield your eyes and brace yourself against the harsh gale. Rafferty blurts out, "What in the . . . ?" After a few brief moments, the wind and light dies down. You look out to the robed man and see that he is transformed. His robe is changed to a clean light blue with a gold trim. His hair is long, straight, and silvery white. His wounds seem completely healed and he stands upright. (if: $compan is 1)[Karos says under his breath, "Magnificent."](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren's eyes widen and she drops her weapon.](else:)[Error, no companion set] "Thank you for your assistance." The man bows. ]"I am in your debt," says the strange man in a bold voice." What would you ask of me? [[Ask About Him|Who are you?]] [[Ask What He's Doing Here|What are you doing here?]] [[Continue On Your Journey]]

(set: $manInfo to 1)You ask the man, "Who are you?" "I am Pyramus, a wizard." He responds. "I am the Court Wizard at Coreston. There, I assist the King in any sort of magical troubles he has. I have studied alchemy and spellcasting for centuries." [[Back|Release The Man]]

(set: $manInfo to 1)You ask the man, "What are you doing here?" "I often foray the Ashenbark Woods for reagents. There is quite a diversity of lifeforms here. I had been working on a new spell and had need of malachite dust, crushed eye of newt, as well as a few other reagents. So I ventured out to these woods. However, while I was inspecting a particularly odd herb, this goblin seemed to have caught the better of me. He knocked me out with a firm hit to the back of the head. Next thing I knew, I was locked up in this cage, feeling weak, with none of my equipment. [[Back|Release The Man]]

"We will accept your proposition," you say with some authoirty. "Tremendous!" The wizard claps and smiles. "We will be out of these woods in no time. Just give me a moment for the preparations." He takes his staff and slowly draws a deep square in the dirt. He takes one of his sacks of powders and lines these deep channels with the powder and packs it down. He opens up his bag and places two runes into the center of this square; a blue one and a white one with strange icons upon them. "Now if you wouldn't mind, please stand at each corner of the square." He gestures, toward the square. Your party exchanges concerned glances, but do as he says and all align yourselves at the corners. The wizard commands, "Take a deep breath everyone and hold it in until we start moving." He stamps the middle of the square hard with his staff and shouts, "Eya toray go ferandu!" The square briefly bursts into flame. Your surroundings begin to swirl together. Everything starts to go dim. Your mind gives out like a knee buckling. Your thoughts are filled with distant, intermingling colors. You feel a wind like force that seems to be origingating from inside of you, pushing you backwards. You feel almost as if you were falling, but laterally and up. After some time, you and your party find yourselves falling forward onto a stone road. You look behind yourself and see a white stone gateway filled with circular, purple swirling light. The wizard steps out of this light and it dies out behind him, leaving just the gateway behind. The gatway seems to frame him perfectly as the dipping sun hangs directly behind him, casting rays out of each side. He reaches out a hand to you and provides a smile. "Not for the feint of heart, and evidently, you are not of such demeanor. You did well." With his help, you stand up. You look around at Rafferty and (if: $compan is 1)[Karos](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren](else:)[Error, no companion set] as they regain their bearings. (if: $compan is 1)["Incredible," Karos shakes his head and looks around, then down to his hands. "I didn't know where I was. I thought perhaps I was finally going to see my ancestors." He stretches his shoulders and cracks his neck. "Luckily, I did not. My task isn't over yet."](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren looks at the wizard wide-eyed, looking almost fearful at his presence. After a moment, she lets out a hearty laugh. "What fun! That was like nothing I've done before, and I've certainly had my fair share of, let's say, experiences. You'd make a killing down at the pub, I'd say.](else:)[Error, no companion set] You look over to the bishop. Rafferty puts his hands on his knees and retches vigorously. He then brings his head back up and stands as upright as he can, still clearly having trouble with his balance. He wipes his mouth. He seems bewildered as he looks over to the wizard. The wizard tries to lay a hand gently on Rafferty to reassure him, but Rafferty shakes it off and looks at him angrily. "This feeling will pass soon, once you start moving on your own two legs again." The wizard bows deeply. "Thank you all again for your assistance. That goblin may have had its way with me if it weren't for your kind interference." And with that, the wizard turns away down the path toward Coreston and waves his hand while walking away. "I must be off now. Much to do. A wizard's duty never ends." [[Arrive At Coreston]]

You think about this man's strange proposition and opt for the conservative, yet safer, route. "Though we appreciate your offer, I believe we best decline." "Ahh. Well, that is quite understandable. You have indeed only just met me. In that case, I suppose you best be off then." The wizard bows deeply. "Thank you all again for your assistance." Your party waves to the kind, yet curious, man and backtrack to the path toward Coreston. It isn't long before you find your way back from where you came. The woods open up into a wide field as the path continues. There are still some trees and bushes flanking your path, but much less than the tangled mess you last had to pass through. After a few hours of plodding along this path, with dusk rapidly approaching, you all set up a quick camp right in the center of the road. Stones are gathered and set in a circle, firewood is placed inside of the stone circle, and a flame is drawn. Your party shares some of your food reserves. Tough dried meat and fruit is pased around the campfire, as well as some curt final words to end the day. Rafferty partakes the least in both, seeming discontent in his company and their rations. Before long, you all setup what little comfort you can to prepare for a rest. [[Rest By The Fire]]

"Well, I hope you are feeling well after all you've been through. But, we must be off. We have at least a few days journey left on our mission." You and your party turn around and begin walking out of the glade. "Now, if I may," You hear the man shout out from behind, "where is it that you may be going?" "To Coreston," your respond with a curt nod. "You know, I do owe you some repayment for all that you have done. And I do believe I have all the reagents I need to cast a spell that can help you on your journey. Let's see here." He rummages through his belongings. "Rune of Law, rune of Air, dust of the Fae; yes I do think I have all I need. I could cast a teleportation spell and transport all four of us straight to the arcane receiving gate at Coreston's entrance." You and your party, now quite downtrodden from your recent trials, exchange curious glances with one another. The wizard reassures you, "I have practiced this sort of spell for decades. It's honestly quite a basic incantation considering the minimal distance there is to transpond our essence. There is almost no risk. It is of course your decision, kind sir." He flourishes his hand and lightly bows his head. (link: "Ask Party For Advice") [(set: $previousPassage to "Continue On Your Journey")(goto:"Ask Party For Advice")] [[Accept His Proposition]] [[Ignore and Continue On The Path]] (link: "Check Status") [(set: $previousPassage to "Continue On Your Journey")(goto:"Check Status")]

(set: $displayGreetingText to 0)(set: $compan to 0)(set: $previousPassage to "")(set: $karma to 0)(set: $compApproval to 0)(set: $bishopApproval to 0)(set: $hasBishop to 0)(set: $hasAsh to 0)(set: $hasMush to 0)You are the captain of a band of mercenaries. Your goal, as Captain, is to achieve the objective of your given mission while keeping your companions healthy, minimizing cost, and satisfying your client. You glance upon your headquarters as you enter. Above the entrance is a wooden sign hung by rusted chains on either side. It reads "The Rags of the Lotus" in fading red ink - the name of your mercenary troop. Inside, a woman you’ve spoke with hundreds of times before greets you. She has a large, feathered cap and spectacles on. She is your information gatherer and mission briefer. She smiles upon noticing you. "Greetings Captain! We’ve finally got another mission. Are you ready for your briefing?" [[Ready]]

(if: $displayCorestonText is 0)[Looking at the gates of Coreston, you can clearly observe this is a city of grandeur, or at least was at one point. The two carven doors at its entrance are both ornate and massive. They are surrounded by an arch of white stone. However, the gateway itself is showing signs of wear. The stone is starting to lose some of its color and the wooden doors are starting to fade, its engravings smoothing out in many parts. A high wall, wtih some stones missing, surrounds these doors far to its sides. The entrance area itself is somewhat crowded. There are several people sitting at the side of the path, sleeping or begging for coins. The entranceway itself is filled with a throng of people, seemingly trying to get into the city. Three men stand in front of the doors with tall shields, thick blades, and baleful visages. One man in dirty rags is on his knees infront of these guards. "Please, I must get in! I've been out for days and my family . . ." One of the guards kicks him hard in the face. His neck swings far to his side and he splays out on the ground. The crowd spreads out a bit, backing up fearfully from the guards. You and (if: $compan is 1)[Karos](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren](else:)[Error, no companion set] exchange determined glances then step forward, with Rafferty close behind. "We need to get into Coreston. Let us by," you demand of the guards. One of them spits off to his side. "You an' everybody else. Best pay up then." He opens up a dirty palm to you. "Pay up?", you inquisite. "You daft? We're Kingsguard. Five silver pieces, it is, to get in the city. Them's the rules. Otherwise, best just turn around." He clangs his sword against his shield. The guard suspiciously eyes the bishop. He elbows one of his fellow guards and points. "A clergy member, eh? You expect us to let him in too, huh?" You hear the crowd murmuring at the sight of the bishop. He cowers behind your companion. Another guard cuts in. "It ain't easy to bring one of his kind into these walls safely. That'll have to be fifteen silvers then. Pay up or get out."](else-if: $displayCorestonText is 1)["That'll have to be fifteen silvers then. Pay up or get out."] (link: "Ask Party For Advice") [(set: $previousPassage to "Arrive At Coreston")(goto:"Ask Party For Advice")] [[Ask About The City]] [[Pay Up]] [[Intimidate The Guards]] [[Persuade The Guards]] (link: "Check Status") [(set: $previousPassage to "Arrive At Coreston")(goto:"Check Status")]

After hearing these odd, alien sounds, you determine you best leave it be. Your party continues along the dirt path, making your way toward Coreston. Two uneasy nights and long days pass before you approach the city gates. You pass a few caravans and weary travellers at the tail end of your journey. [[Arrive At Coreston]]

"Better to look at your threats head on than to have them bite you in the back. Let's investigate." Your party agrees and follows you into the bushes, though they appear somewhat tense and apprehensive. You see a patch of shrubbery with a portion of it a few yards wide patted down flat. Out in the direction of the loud stamping, you see that a path of cleared foilage and broken twigs branches out deep into the woods from this flattened plot. Just as you begin to walk down this path, you hear Rafferty exclaim "Now, this is curious." You all swing around to see the cause of this. He's looking down at a large pile of leaves, twigs, and other plant refuse, eyes squinted in inquisition. Yet, he is smiling. Reaching down he lifts a large object, about 2 feet tall, that looks like a cream colored, oblong stone. It appears to be oddly smooth aside from a patchwork of incredibly thin, red, elevated lines upon its surface. "Look at this! Now, if this isn't a dragonling egg, then I don't know what is. This would be a wonderful addition to my collection." You ask the bishop, "You are a collector?" "Why, yes, I most certainly am. One of the few accomplishments that I am truly proud of it. Many peculiarities and oddities, plus a menagerie of foreign species that I've procured, well, let's just say through some connections I have. There are the wiry, little Marunets from the arid region of Goltor, large voracious lupine Kixakuthes that truly make wonderful companions once they've been well disciplined and, of course, from the northern mount-" (if: $compan is 1)[Karos lifts up a swift and firm fist, silencing the bishop. "We must remain quiet. Remember why we came out here. We heard loud stamping indicative of a large, fearsome beast. If this truly is a dragonling egg, then could there not be a dragon in our vicinity?"](else-if: $compan is 2)["Shhh!" Loren cuts off Rafferty's ramblings, to which he responds in anger. "There's no time for this. If you genuinely think this is a dragonling egg, then what do you suppose was the source of the shrieking we heard earlier? It certainly wasn't that which you hold. It could easily be the mother of this egg!"](else:)[Error, no companion set] Rafferty and (if: $compan is 1)[Karos](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren](else:)[Error, no companion set] exhange heated glances. Your party then looks back to you in unison, with deep judgement lining their face. (link: "Ask Party For Advice") [(set: $previousPassage to "Follow The Strange Noise")(goto:"Ask Party For Advice")] [[Take The Egg]] [[Leave The Egg]] (link: "Check Status") [(set: $previousPassage to "Follow The Strange Noise")(goto:"Check Status")]

"We'll take the egg then, if that is what your wish my bishophood." Rafferty gives you a childish grin of joy and nods rapidly at your decision. (set: $bishopApproval to $bishopApproval +1)(Bishop Rafferty approves) (set: $karma to $karma -1)(Your karma decreases) You make your way back to the path and begin trodding along it. After some time, your heart jumps as you hear a terrible, loud shriek from far behind. Your party swings around to see what caused it, but see nothing. (if: $compan is 1)[Karos](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren](else:)[Error, no companion set] shakes (if: $compan is 1)[his](else-if: $compan is 2)[her](else:)[Error, no companion set] head and gathers closer to your party in a defensive posture. Rafferty has been carrying the egg. However, you notice he is struggling to hold it. It slips frequently and he must readjust it continuously. "I tire of this!" He wails. "One of you, carry this." He sets it down, puts his hands on his knees, and begins panting loudly. You notice a small crack in the egg that you didn't see earlier. You seem to notice some slight movement in it aswell. (if: $compan is 1)[Karos](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren](else:)[Error, no companion set] and you exchange looks of frustration. [[Make Companion Carry It]] [[Carry It Yourself]]

(set: $bishopApproval to $bishopApproval -1)(Bishop Rafferty disapproves) (set: $karma to $karma +1) (Your karma increases) You determine to not interfere with nature and leave the egg where you find it, despite Rafferty's behest. The bishop moans loudy and then shuffles behind the rest of your party as you make your way back to the path. "This would have been the glory of my collection . . ." Your party continues along the dirt path, making your way toward Coreston. Two uneasy nights and long days pass before you approach the city gates. You pass a few caravans and weary travellers at the tail end of your journey. [[Arrive At Coreston]]

"(if: $compan is 1)[Karos](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren](else:)[Error, no companion set]! You'll have to carry that thing for us." (if: $compan is 1)[He](else-if: $compan is 2)[She](else:)[Error, no companion set] looks down, grimaces, then hesitantly picks up the heavy, oblong egg. (set: $compApproval to $compApproval -1)(if: $compan is 1)[(Karos disapproves)](else-if: $compan is 2)[(Loren disapproves)](else:)[Error, no companion set] Your party continues along the dirt path, making your way toward Coreston. Two nights and days must pass until you approach the city gates. By the end of the first night, the egg's color has changed dramatically to a fiery red. It's veins are now inches high and thick. It has begun wriggling intermittently, but with some fierceness. (if: $compan is 1)[Karos looks down at the egg and wonders aloud, "What in the world are we doing with this thing?"](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren examines the egg and says to herself, "We truly have no business lugging this thing around."](else:)[Error, no companion set] Despite the concerns, your party continues along the path. After sitting down for your midday meal, (if: $compan is 1)[Karos](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren](else:)[Error, no companion set] picks back up the strange egg. Rafferty is admiring his prized pocession when suddenly, it starts cracking and breaking. Then, bursting out of (if: $compan is 1)[Karos's](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren's](else:)[Error, no companion set] hands, a dragonling emerges from the egg! "Grab it! Don't let it get away!", demands Bishop Rafferty. The baby is wavering in the air, difting from side to side. (if: $compan is 1)[Karos](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren](else:)[Error, no companion set] lunges at the scaly, slimy hide of this dragonling, but (if: $compan is 1)[his](else-if: $compan is 2)[her](else:)[Error, no companion set] hands slide right off, unable to grasp it firmly. The dragonling swipes back, its tiny yet sharp talons piercing (if: $compan is 1)[Karos's](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren's](else:)[Error, no companion set] skin and leaving quite the gash. It then haphazardly flies back down the path the way you came. "It's getting away!" The bishop runs after the dragonling. It's quite a ways ahead of him and much quicker, even in its nascent and fearful state. "It's too far ahead Rafferty, there's no point now!" You catch up to the bishop and pull him back in the direction of Coreston. "We best just continue on our journey." "My glorious dragon . . ." He sulkingly agrees to take your lead and head toward the city of Coreston. (if: $compan is 1)[Your companion, Karos, looks to his newfound wound. He puts on a stoic face and soliders on.](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren nurses her newly acquired gash, but still manages to flash you a brief smile as she follows along.](else:)[Error, no companion set] After one more uneasy, restless night and a day long trek, your party finally arrives at the gates of Coreston. [[Arrive At Coreston]]

"I can carry that for you, Rafferty. Not a problem" You look down, grimace, then hesitantly pick up the heavy, oblong egg. Your party continues along the dirt path, making your way toward Coreston. Two nights and days must pass until you approach the city gates. By the end of the first night, the egg's color has changed dramatically to a fiery red. It's veins are now inches high and thick. It has begun wriggling intermittently, but with some fierceness. After sitting down for your midday meal, you pick back up the strange egg. Rafferty is admiring his prized pocession when suddenly, it starts cracking and breaking. Then, bursting out of your hands, a dragonling emerges from the egg! "Grab it! Don't let it get away!", demands Bishop Rafferty. The baby is wavering in the air, difting from side to side. You lunge at the scaly, slimy hide of this dragonling, but your hands slide right off, unable to grasp it firmly. The dragonling swipes back, its tiny yet sharp talons piercing your skin and leaving quite the gash. It then haphazardly flies back down the path the way you came. "It's getting away!" The bishop runs after the dragonling. It's quite a ways ahead of him and much quicker, even in its nascent and fearful state. (if: $compan is 1)["There's no point now!" Karos leaps ahead of the bishop and stops him firmly. He pulls him back in the direction of Coreston.](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren shouts out to him, "No! You'll never catch up to it. It's lost now . . ." She gestures back in the direction of Coreston.](else:)[Error, no companion set] You look down to your newly acquired wound. There's little that can be done about it now; just to let it scar. Rafferty's desire to add to his collection has resulted instead in you adding to yours. "We best just continue on our journey." "My glorious dragon. . ." He sulkingly agrees to take your lead and head toward the city of Coreston. After one more uneasy, restless night and a day long trek, your party finally arrives at the gates of Coreston. [[Arrive At Coreston]]

(set: $displayCorestonText to 1)You ask one of the guards, "What's going on in this city here?" "Ask your bishop friend there," he spits off to the right. When Rafferty responds only with an angry glance, the guard continues. "His kind has left us all penniless. Encouraged the king to help spread their word off in other lands, leaving us behind. We were better off before you damn prattlers started poppin' up out of nowhere." [[Back|Arrive At Coreston]]

(set: $noSilver to 1) You reluctantly pay the guards the fifteen silver. The guards grin devilishly. Then, they move to the sides and bow slightly, gesturing with their hand to let your party through. [[Enter The City]]

(if: $compan is 1)[You and Karos approach the guards. They hold up their shields and pull back their blades. "Not . . not a step closer." They command, voices slightly faltering. Karos unstraps his heavy armor chest plate throwing it to the ground, his chest bare, yet still intimidating. He unsheathes his axes and holds them to his sides, strong, firm arms bulging. "Strike me then!" He snarls at them. "Do it, you filth! My flesh is open to your blades, just do it!" He bounds forward, as you unsheathe your sword and prepare to provide support. The surrounding crowd steps back. They hesitate as he approaches. "You call yourself warriors; what war do you live? How could you resist such a challenge?" He scoffs at them. "I am from the north, you fools! Our suckling babes have fought greater foes than you ever will." Karos sheathes his axes and grabs one of the guard's heads with his bare hands. The guard drops his weapons, as your barbarian companion roars, close enough that spittle lands right on him. The guards cower and fall to the floor. They drop their weapons and stick close to the sides of the archway. You sheathe your blade, impressed and quite a bit intimidated by your apt companion. Karos calmly straps back on his gear and makes his way past the gates. He leaves the guards with a quick light nod, to which they respond with a yelp and back away from him even more.](else-if: $compan is 2)[You and Loren approach the guards. They hold up their shields and pull back their blades. "Not . . not a step closer." They command, voices slightly faltering. "I've seen your kind before." Loren adds, brandishing her knife. "Big around the small and small around the big. Nothing more than a songbird, you are; loud, yet frightful. Fly at the first sign of trouble." You pull out your blade. The guards exchange concerned glances. The guard in the middle steps forward and attempts to strike at Loren. You step infront and block the swipe with your shield. The sword bounces off and vibrates in his hand. Before you can even strike back, Loren steps around you, grabs the attacker's arm, and jumps over it to his other side. He screams as his arm is wrenched and he drops his blade. Then, Loren grabs his neck in the crook of her arm and points a knife to his throat. She smiles at the other guards and tilts her head to the side. "Anyone else?" "Drop your weapons and let us through now. We'll let your friend go," you demand. "Ah 'Cap! Do we have to? I was looking forward to having a little fun with this one." Loren kisses the sweaty, fearful guard's hairy cheek and then digs her knife a bit into his neck. They acqueisce almost instantly, dropping their swords and shields. "Thank you," you say as you make your way into the city. Loren shoves the guard to the ground and blows him a kiss as she struts through the gates.](else:)[Error, no companion set] Rafferty gathers his robe and quickly steps along behind you, happy to get out of this scene. He's looking down, but a slight smile is forming as he steps across. Some other folk follow your party before the guards are able to finally regain their bearings and stop the flow of people. [[Enter The City]]

(if: $compan is 1)[You and Karos approach the guards. They hold up their shields and pull back their blades. "Let's not jump to violence." You calmly ask of them. "I think we can arrange something here." The guards respond by tightening their grip. "I can see that you all have quite the operation going on here. Now, I wouldn't want to intefere with the authority of the Kingsguard. It would not be my place to do so. However," you approach them with a discerning glance and quietly say, "it doesn't seem to me that you are of the Kingsguard." The guards shift around uncomfortably. "Y-yes we are. How would you know?" "Calm yourselves. I don't think we want to make a scene here," you say to them reassuringly. You look back to the crowd surrounding you and to your companion, Karos, who is unsheathing his axes. "You have none of the Kingsguard's equipment and certainly none of their training. I don't think one issued to guard its people would kick them aside." The guards look both angry and concerned. You get up close and whisper to them. "If you were to let us through, there wouldn't be a word of this masquerading. Not to this upset crowd surrounding us, not to my burly friend back there," you point back to Karos and he smiles lightly, "and certainly not a word to the true Kingsguard themselves. I can assure you of that." "What do you say?" The guards mumble amongst themselves angrily, then defeatedly acqueisce and move to their sides. You thank them as Karos follows behind. Rafferty gathers his robe and quickly steps along behind you, happy to get out of this scene. He's looking down, but a slight smile is forming as he steps across. Some other folk follow your party before the guards are able to finally regain their bearings and stop the flow of people.](else-if: $compan is 2)[You and Loren approach the guards. They hold up their shields and pull back their blades. "Now, now. That won't be neccessary. Let's just have a little chat." Loren bares her open palms to them. The guards respond by tightening their grip. "What we seem to have here is a misunderstanding. Well, I should say, what you all seem to have is a misunderstanding. You believe you have the authority to man these gates. I do not see the King's sigil upon your shields. Hell, that isn't even standard issue shields. Doesn't seem right, huh 'Cap?" She looks to you and you nod, hand resting on your hilt. The guards shift around uncomfortably. "We don't need no permission," the one in front says. Loren looks to her left and to her right. "How do you think these people would react if they knew that you have no authority to demand they pay, to kick them aside. Many of them have urgent duties to attend to." She helps up the man that was kicked aside. "Families to feed." He looks at them with a true anger. "They're more liable to starve out here than they are to fall to your blades." The guards prepare to unsheathe their blades. "Hold on there, eager one. It appears we have an awful lot more people than you three." She looks to her side and shouts, "What say you all to a mutiny?" The crowd cheers and grabs whatever makeshift weapons they can find, many simply balling their fists in rage. There are well over a dozen highly motivated commoners ready to fight. Loren says, "Just let us through then and I promise not to tell the true authorities of what's going on here." The guards mumble amongst themselves angrily, eyes open wide to the deadly crowd clamoring to be let in. They quickly acqueisce and move to their sides. You and Loren walk right through and she winks toward the grimacing guards. Rafferty gathers his robe and quickly steps along behind you, happy to get out of this scene. He's looking down, but a slight smile is forming as he steps across. Many other folk follow your party before the guards are able to finally regain their bearings.](else:)[Error, no companion set] [[Enter The City]]

By the time the party enters the city gates, evening has begun. There is scant lighting provided by diffuse torches. You see a rundown stone courtyard, with a fountain in its center. There are buildings surrounding you, though many are rundown, missing some walls or even a roof. The fountain itself is cracking and filled with brown water and refuse. The stonework in the floor of the courtyard is broken and dirt is spread throughout. Several caravans are downturned and looted. Barrels lay on their sides and are broken into, one being filled with skittering rats. You are immediately greeted by the slippery fingers of a surreptitious thief attempting to pickpocket you. (if: $compan is 1)[One firm look by Karos is enough to terrify the scrawny thief into submission. He takes off. "Stand close," Karos says.](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren notices the thief long before you do. She quickly gets in his way and send the scrawny thief away. "Don't go dozing off on me now, 'Cap," she says.](else:)[Error, no companion set] The paths branching out from the courtyard are missing several stones. Most of the paths are covered in dirt and are hard to trace. Several beggars surround you. Raffrety begins to walk down one of these paths. "This way, you imbeciles. Hurry. We should not be in this district at this hour." You exchange a quick look of concern with (if: $compan is 1)[Karos](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren](else:)[Error, no companion set]. "Hold up there, your bishophood." Rafferty stops and looks back at you with frustation. "I'm just not sure if it's wise for you to lead in such a dangerous area." "What would you suggest then?", the bishop questions you, seeming eager to leave. "Just . . . let me think a moment." (link: "Ask Party For Advice") [(set: $previousPassage to "Enter The City")(goto:"Ask Party For Advice")] [[Let Rafferty Lead]] [[Choose To Lead Yourself]] (link: "Check Status") [(set: $previousPassage to "Enter The City")(goto:"Check Status")]

"Okay, Rafferty, you can lead. Let's just get through here quickly and get you back to the monastery." (set: $bishopApproval to $bishopApproval +1)(Bishop Rafferty approves) You light a torch and hand it to the bishop. "Thank you. We should get back to the monastery soon enough," he says. You and (if: $compan is 1)[Karos](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren] make your way behind Rafferty as he begins down the path. Your companion looks to you with some concern. The open coutyard path becomes increasingly narrow, as you are surrounded by rundown buildings. "This way!", Rafferty instructs. You party turns sharply. It's hard to see more than a few feet ahead of you. Rafferty swiftly turns to the left. You follow. Rafferty continues to lead you for some time. Your party is rapidly changing directions and it isn't long before you've completely lost your bearings, relying, now, entirely on the bishop. As you are moving quickly through these spiraling, mazelike alleyways, you turn a corner. You encounter a dimly lit bazaar that has closed for the night. A mob is there, punching and shoving each other, looting the scraps remaining in the stalls. They notice your party and begin heading your way with nefarious grins. There must be at least fifteen of them. They immediately notice the Bishop and begin shouting and pointing at him. They grab onto his robe and you must tear them off. He cowers behind you. As you look behind, with thoughts of escape, Rafferty lets you know, "There's no other way. We have to get through here." The crowd is close now and they begin to reach out past you, toward the bishop. You shout, "Protect the bishop. Turtle formation!" (if: $compan is 1)[Karos leaps to stand in front of the bishop and draws his axes, taking a defensive posture.](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren leaps to stand in front of the bishop and draws her bow, taking a defensive posture.](else:)[Error, no companion set] You stand shoulder to shoulder with (if: $compan is 1)[Karos](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren](else:)[Error, no companion set], pushing the bishop back. The Bishop begins shouting back at the crowd. "You dogs! These filthy animals need to be taught a lesson. They have no business interfering with the clergy." You must get through this crowd. (link: "Ask Party For Advice") [(set: $previousPassage to "Let Rafferty Lead")(goto:"Ask Party For Advice")] [[Defend The Bishop And Passively Move Through]] (if: $compan is 1)[(link: "Tell Karos To Fight Them Off") [(goto:"Tell Karos To Fight Them Off")]](else-if: $compan is 2)[(link: "Tell Loren To Persuade Them") [(goto:"Tell Loren To Persuade Them")]](else:)[Error, no companion set] (link: "Check Status") [(set: $previousPassage to "Let Rafferty Lead")(goto:"Check Status")]

"I don't believe it is safe for you to lead. Please, just instruct me where to go and I will take point." (set: $bishopApproval to $bishopApproval -1)(Bishop Rafferty disapproves) (if: $compan is 1)[Karos](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren](else:)[Error, no companion set] nods at you. Bishop Rafferty scoffs loudly and then mumbles to himself heatedly as he gets behind you. You light a torch and begin down the path. The open coutyard path becomes increasingly narrow, as you are surrounded by rundown buildings. "This way!", Rafferty instructs. You party turns sharply. It's hard to see more than a few feet ahead of you. "Now turn left," says Rafferty. You follow. Rafferty continues to shout out directions to you for some time. Your party is rapidly changing directions and it isn't long before you've completely lost your bearings, relying, now, entirely on the bishop. As you are moving quickly through these spiraling, mazelike alleyways, you turn a corner. You encounter a dimly lit bazaar that has closed for the night. A mob is there, punching and shoving each other, looting the scraps remaining in the stalls. They notice your party and begin heading your way with nefarious grins. There must be at least fifteen of them. They see Rafferty and begin shouting and pointing at him. As you look behind, with thoughts of escape, Rafferty lets you know, "There's no other way. We have to get through here." The crowd is close now and they begin to reach out past you, toward the bishop. You shout, "Protect the bishop. Turtle formation!" (if: $compan is 1)[Karos leaps to stand in front of the bishop and draws his axes, taking a defensive posture.](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren leaps to stand in front of the bishop and draws her bow, taking a defensive posture.](else:)[Error, no companion set] You stand shoulder to shoulder with (if: $compan is 1)[Karos](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren](else:)[Error, no companion set], pushing the bishop back. The Bishop begins shouting back at the crowd. "You dogs! These filthy animals need to be taught a lesson. They have no business interfering with the clergy." You must get through this crowd. (link: "Ask Party For Advice") [(set: $previousPassage to "Choose To Lead Yourself")(goto:"Ask Party For Advice")] [[Defend The Bishop And Passively Move Through]] (if: $compan is 1)[(link: "Tell Karos To Fight Them Off") [(goto:"Tell Karos To Fight Them Off")]](else-if: $compan is 2)[(link: "Tell Loren To Persuade Them") [(goto:"Tell Loren To Persuade Them")]](else:)[Error, no companion set] (link: "Check Status") [(set: $previousPassage to "Choose To Lead Yourself")(goto:"Check Status")]

"Karos, these people should be no match for you. Carve a path for us. I'm counting on you." Karos looks down and contemplates for a few moments. He finally shakes his head, then looks up to you. "I do not see this as a wise course, Captain," he says. "There are so many of them. You put much stock into my strength." He unsheathes his spear and steps forward. He looks over his shoulder and says, "I will try not to disappoint." (set: $compApproval to $compApproval -1)(Karos disapproves) Suddenly, Karos lets out a harsh yowl. "Stand back or be forced!" A man with a long, thin blade seperates him self from the crowd and rushes for your barbarian companion. He manages to manuveur around Karos's spear, but just before he strikes him, Karos quickly unsheathes one of his hidden knives and throws it straight at the man's eye. He falls down backwards. Another man unsheathes a great claymore and begins to charge at Karos. Karos throws his spear straight through the man's chest, as he also falls. Karos belts a deep and intimidating scream. He unsheathes his axes and yells, "Who else wishes to die today? Make way, or perish." The crowd begins to cower at the sight of him. As Karos strides forward, their fear finally takes hold of them and they flee. Several run into the surrounding buildings, some hide behind stalls, whereas others sprint down the road you came. "I knew you could do it, Karos," you tell him, reassuringly. "A battle is never a guarantee. If they all attacked me at once, they could have potentially overtaken me. Or, if they instead directed their attacks on you or our bishop, I would've been completely out of position to defend you." Karos sighs. "I thank you. Let us move on." You start approaching the other end of the bazaar, where the road narrows again. Rafferty says, "The religious distrcit is just a little futher this way, let's keep going." [[Continue On|Religious District]]

"Loren, use that silver tongue and try to convince them to let us through. I'm counting on you." Loren looks exasperated. "This . . . doesn't seem feasible. Not something I'm used to, to be honest. I mean, this is drastically different than trying to convice a group of drunkards to move from one pub to the next." She sighs. "But if you think, it's best, I'm willing to give it a shot." (set: $compApproval to $compApproval -1)(Loren disapproves) Loren steps forward and tells them, "Please, if you would settle down and listen I'm sure we can arrange something." They begin to crowd around her and she looks somewhat disconcerted. "What is it you want from us?" The crowd shouts and so many voices are speaking at once that it comes out as a garbled mess. Over the rabble, she shouts, "Don't you want your old lives back? You want your city to be at peace? If you let us through we promise -" The crowd isn't listening. They continue to shout and reach out toward the bishop. Loren isn't getting anywhere and is beginning to become frustrated and flustered. "Now, please settle down so we can talk about this!" The crowd doesn't adhere whatsoever and comes dangerously close to Loren. "Alright then, enough of this!" Loren unsheathes her bow and fires a quick succession of arrows, each one skimming past their heads by just an inch, taking off some hairs with them. The crowd quiets down. "It seems you don't want to listen to negotiations. Well, let me propose this: if you want to keep your heads, you'll let us through. Otherwise I'll be sure to be a tad bit more accurate with my next volley." The crowd murmurs angrily but, after much consideration, finally let you all through. They go straight back to looting the stalls and fighting amongst themselves. "Well done, Loren. Thank you," you express to her. "I'm just glad that's over with. Let's move on already," she says. She is sweating and clearly was feeling afraid during the whole of the interaction. You start approaching the other end of the bazaar, where the road narrows again. Rafferty says, "The religious distrcit is just a little futher this way, let's keep going." [[Continue On|Religious District]]

"Let's not hurt anyone if we don't need to. There's many villains here and we'll be risking more than we can handle." (set: $bishopApproval to $bishopApproval -1)(Bishop Rafferty disapproves) The bishop is twitching with anger as you and (if: $compan is 1)[Karos](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren](else:)[Error, no companion set] flank him on both sides. You shield is drawn high and close, whereas (if: $compan is 1)[Karos holds both axes out in a parrying posture.](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren holds her long knife out in a parrying posture.](else:)[Error, no companion set] "Let's move." Slowly, your party advances forward through the crowd. It is heated and chaotic. Many try to reach and grab at the defenseless Rafferty. You and (if: $compan is 1)[your barbarian companion](else-if: $compan is 2)[your rogue companion](else:)[Error, no companion set] do your best to intercept these attacks. Rafferty spits at one of those who attempts to reach at him. To this, the ruffian voraciously attacks back, lunging at the bishop. Just in time, you push back the ruffian with your shield and he falls to the ground. Another comes from the other side, wielding a long, thin blade. (if: $compan is 1)[Karos responds by knocking the blade out of his hand with one heavy swing.](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren parries the attack and twists the opponent's hand, causing him to release his blade.](else:)[Error, no companion set] To this, some of the mob takes a step back. You continue on, staying close to the bishop. You start approaching the other end of the bazaar, where the road narrows again. Your party turns around so that Rafferty is now within the path, with you and (if: $compan is 1)[Karos](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren](else:)[Error, no companion set] standing in the way of what remains of the crowd. Their attempts to reach Rafferty unsuccesful, they go back to looting the stalls and causing harm to one another. "The religious distrcit is just a little futher this way, let's keep going." [[Continue On|Religious District]]

You continue down more winding corridiors. The road finally starts to open up some. As you enter the Religious District, you see in the dim light, ornate articheture and stained glass throughout. This district is a stark contrast to what you've been used to within Coreston. "I would not be seen with you in this district," says Rafferty abruptly. "The monastery is but a few paces away. I'll be able to get there fine." You ponder his desire. (link: "Ask Party For Advice") [(set: $previousPassage to "Religious District")(goto:"Ask Party For Advice")] [[Escort The Bishop]] [[Leave The Bishop]] (link: "Check Status") [(set: $previousPassage to "Religious District")(goto:"Check Status")]

"Please, I must insist. After all we've been through I wouldn't have you killed right at the end", you command. "You've got to be . . .", Rafferty sighs loudly. (set: $bishopApproval to $bishopApproval -1)(Bishop Rafferty disapproves) (set: $karma to $karma +1) (Your karma increases) "Lead the way then . . ." As you begin to walk through the district, Rafferty looks straight down, avoiding the look of his colleagues. You hear several whispers from the surrounding clergymen and many seem actively afraid of your party. You and (if: $compan is 1)[Karos](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren](else:)[error, No companion set] keep your eyes set on the shadows, looking for any sign of danger. After about a hundred yards of walking on an upward slope of fine cobblestone, you find yourself at a tall pointed building. It has colorful stained glass and two statues at its front; one of a woman with a blindfold, standing straight up and looking down toward a book in her hands, and the other of a man striking an anvil, with a large hammer in one hand and the other in a sling. The bishop immediately walks toward the entrance. Just before he enters, he looks back to you and stoically says, "Thank you for your assistance." He then enters the building and slams the large door behind you. At this, it seems you've completed your task. You look to (if: $compan is 1)[Karos](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren](else:)[error, No companion set] and give (if: $compan is 1)[him](else-if: $compan is 2)[her](else:)[error, No companion set] a nod of approval and a pat on the back. (if: $compan is 1)[Karos flashes a light smile. "A worthy task, that was. I am thankful I don't have to listen to that man's whimpering anymore. We best get back to collect our reward and get some rest." You sense his posture relaxes a bit and his eyes lose their sense of perpetual vigilence.](else-if: $compan is 2)[She returns by giving you a large smile and says, "You mean we've finally done it? We don't have to serve that pompous fool anymore?" She leaps into the air and does a quick little jig. "Ahaha! Let's go collect our reward, then, shall we?](else:)[error, No companion set] [[Journey Back To Collect Your Reward]]

"Okay, Rafferty. We will leave you be. I hope you stay safe on the last leg of your journey." (set: $bishopApproval to $bishopApproval +1)(Bishop Rafferty approves) (set: $karma to $karma -1) (Your karma decreases) "Thank you." With a dispassionate handshake and a nod of approval, the Bishop quickly makes his way up a steep pathway of fine cobblestone. It isn't long before he dissapears into the crowd of finely dressed clergymen. At this, it seems you've completed your task. You look to (if: $compan is 1)[Karos](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren](else:)[error, No companion set] and give (if: $compan is 1)[him](else-if: $compan is 2)[her](else:)[error, No companion set] a nod of approval and a pat on the back. (if: $compan is 1)[Karos flashes a light smile. "A worthy task, that was. I am thankful I don't have to listen to that man's whimpering anymore. We best get back to collect our reward and get some rest." You sense his posture relaxes a bit and his eyes lose their sense of perpetual vigilence.](else-if: $compan is 2)[She returns by giving you a large smile and says, "You mean we've finally done it? We don't have to serve that pompous fool anymore?" She leaps into the air and does a quick little jig. "Ahaha! Let's go collect our reward, then, shall we?](else:)[error, No companion set] [[Journey Back To Collect Your Reward]]

After a several day journey back, you and your companion arrive at your headquarters. Upon a desk in the center of the room are two sacks of coins. You both grab one of the sacks and exchange a few words before heading your own ways. Congratulations on a successful mission. [[Epilogue]]

Weeks have passed since your previous mission in the Ashenbark Woods. You had some time between tasks and find yourself at a tavern. This tavern is called "The Leaky Barrel" and is located in a town just by Coreston. You are sipping on a tall ale. You begin pondering your last mission and your line of work in general. (if: $karma is < -1)[Such a pittance given for such a perilous journey; easily tenfold was deserved. And you never seem to get enough coin to relax for any real stretch of time. Retirement is out of the picture. Will you always be stuck beneath this endless spiked wheel? You begin to feel resentment and rage build up inside. You look around at the others in the bar and think only of your pain and resent the looks of joy and laughter upon their faces. You think about all the people you hurt along the way to achieve success on your recent mission. Your guilt is nonexistent, and you actually feel some of your anger subside as your reminense about the pain you've dealt to others. You push away your ale, now discontent with even this simple pleasure.](else-if: $kamra is > 1)[Several lives were needlessly lost and just for a simple escort. There is a hope, though, that this was all worth it. You did manage to help a few people along the way. Though the bishop himself was perhaps not the most moral, his teachings certainly are. Maybe the clergy and commonfolk of Coreston will one day find some common ground. They are both striving to better themselves, are they not? At least you are able to help out in some sense, one client at a time, and make rigtheous choices along the way. Plus, the pay isn't so bad either. You enjoy a long sip of ale and end it with a smile.](else:)[An odd business this is. You have no control of who comes through the door and what task they present you with. And the infrequency of such means you often have to take them regardless of how you feel about it just to make ends meet. Your choices along the way are all in an attempt to please the client. It oftentimes feels like you have no control along the way; like a raft going through a downward stream, there is only so much influence you can have. Glassy-eyed, you stare at your ale for a moment, then drink the whole mug in a few quick gulps.] [[Wander The Tavern]]

You push back your chair and stand up. Stretching your legs, you begin to wander the the tavern. Paint is peeling from the walls and the humidity is relentless. A few scant torches leave the tavern relatively dim. The windows are dreary and foggy, disallowing you from looking out. The bar itself is well stocked, with several shelves of glasses and bottles lining the back wall. The barkeep is a rotund man with a filthy apron. He is cleaning a mug with an even filthier rag. Repeatedly, he holds the mug up to torchlight, assesses that it is still too dirty, and wipes it again with his rag. You flick him a coin to pay for your ale and he gives you a nod, then goes back to his fruitless task. The tavern itself is relatively crowded. Nearly every seat is filled, from the bar to the tables. There is quite a clamor and you find it hard to even manuvear around. You decide to make your way back to your seat, but find that it has been taken by another patron. Upon further examination, you realize that you recognize (if: $compApproval is < -1)[(if: $compan is 1)[him as your previous companion Karos! "Well, look who it is. Excuse me, but it seems you've taken my seat there, Karos." You place a hand on his shoulder. He grabs your arm hard and quickly flips you onto your back, the wind being knocked out of your lungs. He then cowers right over you and brings his face right up to yours. You smell hard alcohol on his breath. He looks enraged, with lips pursed, as if he was about to scream. His brow furrows and he titls his head. "It's you . . .", he says confusedly. He reluctantly presents a hand to help you back to your feet, though you deny it and scramble up of your own accord. "What makes you think you can approach me like that after all we went through?" Karos is swaying slightly and is avoiding locking eyes with you. "You risk your life by encountering me as such." "What do you mean, Karos?" "You treated me poorly on our last mission; as if all that mattered was your objective and your compatriot was naught but a beast of burden. Despite my appearances and words of strength, I am but a man, you know, with all the vulnerabilities that come with it." You see his visage turn as tears start to well up. He hiccups. "I . . . I'm sorry -" Karos's slight tears boil into a firm anger. "You best find some other seat. And fast." He turns around and sits back down.](else-if: $compan is 2)[her as your previous companion Loren! "Fancy seeing you here, Loren.", you say. "Though, it seems you've ended up in my seat there." She turns around with a smile, likely to respond with some clever retort. When she recognizes you, her face sullies and she turns back around toward the bar, ignoring you. You feel confused. You tap on her shoulder and say, "Hey, Loren. Is everything alright? It's me. Don't you remember our mission just a few weeks back?" Loren swiftly turns around and frustratingly says, "Yes, I remember you. Not so fondly either. After how you treated me along our way, I don't see why you'd even approach me. I don't see why you wouldn't cower in shame when you recognized me, desperately trying to avoid my gaze." She stands up and starts pointing a finger at you. The surrounding patrons quiet down some and look on. "I understand you have a job to do, trust me I know that well. That does not mean you have to disrespect and sacrifice the dignity of your campanion along the way just to get your mission accomplished. Knowing you, you likely didn't even recognize what you were putting me through." She turns back around and sits down. "I . . . I'm sorry - " With her back turned she says, "That's enough then. Our mission is done and we both received our pay. That means we have no more obligation to see each other. Now, go away." She flicks her hand back at you and returns to her drink.](else:)[Error, no companion set]](else-if: $compApproval is > 1)[(if: $compan is 1)[him as your previous companion Karos! "Well, look what we've got here." You smile widely as Karos turns around. He notices you and shoots right up, banging against the table and shaking the glasses upon it. "Captain!" You grab Karos's forearm and squeeze, as he does the same, and then bring yourself in for a hug. He grabs you with such strength that the air shoots out of your lungs. You smell hard alcohol on his breath. After taking a moment to catch your breath, you say, "What in the world are you doing here, Karos?" You look around. "This doesn't seem like your scene." He lets out an echoing laugh that nearly silences the whole tavern. "You're right there. I wouldn't normally be consuming toxins of any ilk. But, this is a special occasion . . . hic!" He slaps a man equally massive who is sat next to him hard on the back. The man laughs a bit and goes back to drinking his ale. Karos tells you, quite enthusiastically, "Once every hundred moons, we revere the gods of the north by seeking them from within. We spend the day getting as inebriated as we can. Then, we spend the twilight hours wandering and attempt to commune with them . . . hic!" "Wow, how about that", you respond. "For most people here, this is just a regular night. They don't need such an excuse to cloud their judgement." Karos laughs loudly again and leans upon you, while he slurredly says, "You've always been a funny man, Captain. I miss our time wandering those woods. What I'd give to see one of those ogres again . . ." You and Karos exchange many jovial words with one another. This is a side of Karos you hadn't seen before. Within an hour he's drank eight more brews and you've narrowly managed to drink the few that he's been forcing upon you. You mention to him how well that last mission of yours went and propose he joins the "Rags of the Lotus" as a regular mercenary. Excited to see more of what fearsome creatures may be out there, he takes your information and plans to meet with you some time soon.](else-if: $compan is 2)[her as your previous companion Loren! "Well, well back to our old thieving ways, I see." You place a light hand on her shoulder and she looks back toward you. "That was my seat, you know." She recognizes you and her eyes shoot up. She flashes you her famous smile. "Fancy seeing you here, 'Cap!" She mentions something to the man sitting next to her and he shoots up and briskly heads right out of the tavern. She taps upon the empty stool. "Got a seat for you right here, if you'll take it. You must let me buy a drink!" You smile and shrug, then sit down next to your old companion. "You know that man?" "Oh heavens no. I just told him that there was a strict two drink limit here and that the tavern down the road has cheaper drinks." "Is that so? What're we doing here then?", you begin to stand up out of your chair. "'Course not!" She sets a hand on you to stop. "You still haven't learned my ways yet, 'Cap, have ya'? Anyway, what brings you out to this neck of the woods?" "I just had some rare time off and thought I'd try to relax a bit. I could ask you the same question, couldn't I?" "What else do you think I do with my days? You expect to see me in a church or a library? No, this is where I do my research. I observe the clientele, learn about rumors of what's happening in the surrounding areas, and listen to any valuable gossip that could be used to my advantage. Sometimes, I even leave with a heavier coinpurse than when I've come in." She winks. You both laugh heartily. You and Loren exchange pleasant words for well over an hour as well as a few cups of ale. By the end of the exchange you propose that she join the "Rags of the Lotus" as a regular mercenary. She says that she'd be willing to consider it, finding that her current line of work has been, as she says, "inconsistent", and you leave her with your information.](else:)[Error, no companion set]](else:)[(if: $compan is 1)[him as your previous companion Karos! "Hello there, Karos. How are you doing?" "Hmm . . . ?" He turns around and notices you. "Oh it's you. I'm doing alright." He returns to his drink, turning back around. "Would you mind if I sat with you?" He takes a moment, seeming uncertain if he'd really like to or not. "Go ahead then." He gestures to the seat next to you. He seems quite inebriated. "What are you doing in these parts? I didn't think you drank," you say, as you sit down next time. "Aye, it's true." He barely makes eye contact with you, seeming disinterested. "It's a special occasion. A tribal ritual, if you will." "Always a man of tradition, Karos. Well it's pleasant to see you here regardless." He nods stoically and you both go back to drinking. You both share a few sullen words over the next couple of minutes. It's nice to have found a recognizable soul in here. It's better than having to drink on your own.](else-if: $compan is 2)[her as your previous companion Loren! "Hello there, Loren. How are you doing?" She turns around. "Well, well. Hello. I'm doing well, yourself?" "Not too bad then. Would you mind if I sat with you?" She shrugs and then gestures to the seat next to her. You settle down. It takes you a few moments to think of anything to say. "This tavern's pretty packed. Do you frequent this tavern often?", you ask her. "It's alright, yeah. It serves its purpose. Plenty of patrons to glean information from." She takes a sip and holds up her cup. "Ale's only slightly watered down, too." You laugh politely and smile at her. "Either way, I'm glad I came in and stumbled upon you." She smiles politely at you and nods. You exchange some pleasanties over the next couple of minutes. It's nice to have found a recognizable soul in here. It's better than having to drink on your own.](else:)[Error, no companion set]] You make your way to the exit of the tavern. [[Prepare To Leave]]

You open the heavy front door to the bar and reveal the exterior. The night is relatively brisk. Quite a few people are hanging around the outside of the tavern, lit up by a couple torches. Some are leaning against the stone building and others are sat cross-legged upon the ground, unable to maintain their balance any longer. A few are retching out what they just paid to enjoy. You are preparing to make your way to the stables, find your steed, and head home. As you look around, you notice none other than the Bishop Rafferty outside! Though clergy are typically not allowed to drink, he seems already drunk and is in common clothes. He is talking to a woman dressed in very little clothing who seems to be getting progressively angry with him. (if: $bishopApproval is < -2)["Bishop! It's me!" You attempt to wave him down. When the woman he is speaking with hears you, she slaps him across the face. "Don't call me that here!" You see a look of rancor upon his face as he watches her stomp away. He turns back to you and points a finger in your face, furiously declaring, "I was so close! And your ruined my chances. God forsake you. Why in God's name would you think I'd like to speak with you? Be off!" "I'm sorry, Rafferty." He scoffs. "Yes well you best be. I'm surprised you even received your payment after how little credence you gave me on that last mission. I certainly didn't speak very highly of your little troupe to my superiors." Bishop Rafferty walks away from you. You shake your head, then make your way back down the nearby road.](else-if: $bishopApproval is > 2)["Rafferty!" You attempt to wave him down. He is distracted with the woman he is speaking with. "Come here, little lady." He attempts to grab her around the waist to which the woman responds by punching him in the gut and stomping away. He then notces you and smiles, still hunched over from the blow. He slurridly says, "What a surprise to see you here." He then stands up straight as he watches the woman stomp way. "She was wretched to begin with. Not worth my time." "I'm just as surprised to see you here. I thought the clergy weren't allowed to partake in such." "Aye, the clergy sure aren't. Luckily, there's no reason anyone would think I am part of them." He laughs lightly. You hadn't seen this sort of joy out of the bishop for the duration of your previous mission. He convinces you to come back inside with him for a drink. After a few more, it seems his tongue is completely loose. He tells you several stories of corruption within the clergy. He speaks of using his status to attain power and lord it over others. After some interesting exchanges, you finally start to make your way out of the tavern and head back down the nearby road.](else:)[You attempt to wave him down. "Rafferty!," you exclaim. He drags the woman further away from you and continues talking with her, not responding at all to your call. You approach and tap his shoulder. "Hey, Rafferty. It's me!" At this point, the woman walks away from him. He turns back to you, frustrated. "Do I know you? And even if I did, what makes you want to interrupt me so?" "I'm sorry, I just recognized you from our previous mission in the Ashenbark Woods." "What now?", he responds, seeming genuinely confused and increasingly angry. "The escort mission. You were tied up by ogres and the clergy hired us to . . ." "I'll stop you there. I have no ties to the clergy and certainly don't have the faintest idea of what you mean. Now, please, leave me be!" He quickly walks back toward the woman, waving and calling toward her. You look around, feeling isolated and a tad confused. You suppose this is what you've come to expect from the Bishop and shouldn't have expected any different. You kick up some dirt and finally make your way back down the nearby road.] You find the stables and your steed. You provide him a carrot and pet his large mane. He neighs loudly. Your bring his face up to yours and rest your forehead on his for a moment. Then, you mount the steed and make your way off into the deep, cold night. [[The End]]

Congratulations! (link: "Play Again?")[(goto: "Intro")]

You and (if: $compan is 1)[Karos](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren](else:)[Error, no companion set] attempt to garner a chunk of ore from this large, shining rock. Without any proper pickaxe to use, you first start by digging the point of your shield into the rock.This effort leaves naught but a scratch upon the runite deposit. (if: $compan is 1)[Karos steps forward, unsheathes his axes, and swings heavily at the stone. He really seems to be putting all his might into it, yet to no avail. After a few moments, it becomes clear to both of you that there is no way for you to retrieve any runite without the proper tools.](else-if: $compan is 2)[Loren steps forward and says, "I suppose I ought to give it a try myself." She unsheathes her long dagger and scraps it alongs its edge, futilely. After a few moments, she stops and stands up, saying, "Well, that may have sharpened my blade a bit, but that's about all we'll get out of this."](else:)[Error, no companion set] [[Back|Choose Left Path]]