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5/13/2025, 1:52:31 PM
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“See you in a bit, over.” You say before collapsing the walkie-talkie’s antenna. It’s pretty archaic technology compared to your old phone, but it makes you feel like you’re playing Metal Gear again, so you don’t mind too much. It does kinda suck that Lori called you right as you were starting to get comfortable on the idyllic hill you found but you’ve been hoping for some action all day.
The manor is only a hop, skip, and jump away, and before you know it, your first forces itself against the door as obnoxiously as you can make it. When a disheveled white-haired man opens the door, you don’t even allow him to make a snide remark before you proclaim, “Surprise inspection! This manor is suspect of consorting with Strangers, seeing as it has not been targeted in the recent attack!”
“By what right-?” The man arrogantly tries to ask, but you rightfully cut him off.
“On my authority as an Inquisitor.” You say with a quick flash of your medallion as you push your way inside. A few of the rather large group of servants in the entrance hall turn and see your blatant disregard for the doorman. “Now, I’ve also heard a story about how this family helped gang up on the princess, so I expect you all to be more than accommodating for my search!”
“Is that supposed to be a threat, inquisitor?” The doorman says, barely containing his rage, forming a rather ugly expression on his face.
“I think so.” You state with cocky certainty. “And I demand to be shown around this manor. You, doorman, will assist me in this!”
“D-doorman? I shall have you know that on my honor as-”
“Yes, whatever.” You say with a yawn, “Now-”
You were tasked by Lorina to make as much of a distraction as possible, how do you plan to do that?
>Show me around the manor, all of it.”
>Take me to the lord of this manor.”
>[Write-in]
“See you in a bit, over.” You say before collapsing the walkie-talkie’s antenna. It’s pretty archaic technology compared to your old phone, but it makes you feel like you’re playing Metal Gear again, so you don’t mind too much. It does kinda suck that Lori called you right as you were starting to get comfortable on the idyllic hill you found but you’ve been hoping for some action all day.
The manor is only a hop, skip, and jump away, and before you know it, your first forces itself against the door as obnoxiously as you can make it. When a disheveled white-haired man opens the door, you don’t even allow him to make a snide remark before you proclaim, “Surprise inspection! This manor is suspect of consorting with Strangers, seeing as it has not been targeted in the recent attack!”
“By what right-?” The man arrogantly tries to ask, but you rightfully cut him off.
“On my authority as an Inquisitor.” You say with a quick flash of your medallion as you push your way inside. A few of the rather large group of servants in the entrance hall turn and see your blatant disregard for the doorman. “Now, I’ve also heard a story about how this family helped gang up on the princess, so I expect you all to be more than accommodating for my search!”
“Is that supposed to be a threat, inquisitor?” The doorman says, barely containing his rage, forming a rather ugly expression on his face.
“I think so.” You state with cocky certainty. “And I demand to be shown around this manor. You, doorman, will assist me in this!”
“D-doorman? I shall have you know that on my honor as-”
“Yes, whatever.” You say with a yawn, “Now-”
You were tasked by Lorina to make as much of a distraction as possible, how do you plan to do that?
>Show me around the manor, all of it.”
>Take me to the lord of this manor.”
>[Write-in]
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