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6/12/2025, 9:01:41 PM
You leave nothing unsaid about your trip to the Bloodgrave manor. Sure, the inquisition is an organization that likes to keep its cards close to its chest, but right here? Right now? You put your entire deck on the table. You speak of how you infiltrated the manor, discovered the stabbed picture of yourself, the Stranger named Akari, and you even mentioned the outcome of the mission, including the wet-eyed commoner sleeping in a cot back in the cathedral. It’s not even just the last mission, either; you get Marie to mention her time aboard the canal boat, the coffin with a vampire's name on it. You end off your lengthy monologue by expressing how time sensitive you believe this to be before taking a sip of water to relax your dry throat. A symptom of talking for minutes nonstop.
By the end of it all, Arthur just kind of… stares at you. It almost looks as if he’s been paralyzed by the quantity of information you provided on him. On the other hand, Red nodded through the entire speech as if this was the most normal thing in the world for her. After about a minute of doing nothing but blinking, your brother responds with “I see.” And nothing else to which his wife loudly exhales.
“Is that it?” You reply, though for some reason you think you hear Marie mumble something along the lines of, “You’re one to talk.”
“I really don’t know what to say, Lorina. It seems like the last time I saw you, you still had that heartbroken yet hardened resolve about your betrothed, and now here you are speaking of treason and demons,” “Hey!” “Without a single emotion in your expression.” He then scratches the back of his head, “Eeh, you kinda remind me of those adventurers up north who talked about vanquishing world-devouring dragons as if they weren’t embellishing their tales.”
“They weren’t,” Red says.
“R-right. I see that too now.”
You quirk an eyebrow, “You think I’m lying?”
“N-no!” Your brother is quick to blubber, “It’s just a lot to process.”
“I assumed you would be quick enough to. Is that not the case?”
The tension in his shoulders slackens as he sighs, “Least I know you’re still the same Lorina.” You simply huff.
“That is not all.” You say.
“Of course it isn’t.”
“It’s mostly unrelated, don’t worry. But I want you to try to convince Father to apologize to Asher and Marie. They’ve been nothing but helpful and have verifiable evidence of their work to protect the Kingdom in their Guild files.”
By the end of it all, Arthur just kind of… stares at you. It almost looks as if he’s been paralyzed by the quantity of information you provided on him. On the other hand, Red nodded through the entire speech as if this was the most normal thing in the world for her. After about a minute of doing nothing but blinking, your brother responds with “I see.” And nothing else to which his wife loudly exhales.
“Is that it?” You reply, though for some reason you think you hear Marie mumble something along the lines of, “You’re one to talk.”
“I really don’t know what to say, Lorina. It seems like the last time I saw you, you still had that heartbroken yet hardened resolve about your betrothed, and now here you are speaking of treason and demons,” “Hey!” “Without a single emotion in your expression.” He then scratches the back of his head, “Eeh, you kinda remind me of those adventurers up north who talked about vanquishing world-devouring dragons as if they weren’t embellishing their tales.”
“They weren’t,” Red says.
“R-right. I see that too now.”
You quirk an eyebrow, “You think I’m lying?”
“N-no!” Your brother is quick to blubber, “It’s just a lot to process.”
“I assumed you would be quick enough to. Is that not the case?”
The tension in his shoulders slackens as he sighs, “Least I know you’re still the same Lorina.” You simply huff.
“That is not all.” You say.
“Of course it isn’t.”
“It’s mostly unrelated, don’t worry. But I want you to try to convince Father to apologize to Asher and Marie. They’ve been nothing but helpful and have verifiable evidence of their work to protect the Kingdom in their Guild files.”
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