The Stag Screams in Pain

[Galion 44]

𝓛𝓮𝓸 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓒𝓵𝓸𝓬𝓴𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓴 𝓢𝓶𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝔀𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭 𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓴 𝓭𝓸𝔀𝓷 𝓪𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓶𝓲𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓿𝓮 𝓹𝓵𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓭 𝓪𝓻𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓭 𝓦𝔂𝓷𝓵𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓼 𝓬𝓪𝓿𝓮𝓻𝓷𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓱𝓮 𝔀𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭 𝓬𝓱𝓾𝓬𝓴𝓵𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓱𝓲𝓶𝓼𝓮𝓵𝓯 𝓱𝓮 𝓭𝓲𝓭 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓬𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓲𝓽𝓼 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓼 𝓳𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓴𝓷𝓮𝔀 𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓶𝓪𝔂 𝓪𝓻𝓲𝓼𝓮 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝓶 𝓲𝓽 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓱𝓮 𝔀𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭 𝓮𝓷𝓳𝓸𝔂 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓽𝓪𝓲𝓷𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝓱𝓮 𝔀𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭 𝓼𝓪𝔂"𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓱𝓸𝔀 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓫𝓮 𝔀𝓸𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓸𝓾𝓼 𝓲𝓽 𝓽𝓻𝓾𝓵𝔂 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓫𝓮 𝓲 𝔀𝓸𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻 𝔀𝓱𝓸 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓭𝓲𝓮 𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓼𝓽 𝓶𝔂 𝓫𝓮𝓽 𝓲𝓼 𝓲𝓽𝓼 𝓪 𝓭𝓮𝓿𝓲𝓵 𝓸𝓻 𝓶𝓪𝔂𝓫𝓮 𝓔𝓵𝓲𝓳𝓪𝓱 𝓵𝓮𝓽𝓼 𝓱𝓸𝓹𝓮 𝓲𝓽𝓼 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓱𝓲𝓶 𝓘 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓰𝓾𝔂"

[Little_Kitty48 19]

Sylvia upon being handed the letter from her wife, narrowed her golden eyes "Maln...why do you always seem to be in some kind of trouble..." she sighed, black and white feathers fluttering around her. In her hand a small flame appeared, only enough to eat the paper and burn it to cinders. The voidal mage then moved back to her books, knowing that if her adopted father needed her...he would come looking.

[Crimbolio 84]

Iris reads through the missive dumbfounded, ". . .He isn't even really a part of the council. . .he's barely here. . .this is their defense? pathetic, how about some actual evidence instead of empty claims" She tossed the missive into the flames where it belongs as it is utter trash

[PartyPupper 21]

The red haired elfess couldn't help but laugh at the missive after reading it. Aeris set the paper down on the coffee table before her and leaned back in her seat.

 

"So they admit their guilt?"

 

To her, this missive was nothing more than a ploy to divert attention away from the wanted woman, Tahaan. To post this so soon after the warrant had been posted? Only a fool wouldn't put such an admission of guilt together. This was not a coincidence. It was a cowardly attempt at retaliation.

"Even so, as Justicar-Marshal of Wynlomere, it is my duty to investigate such concerning claims, even if spat by criminals, I will do so accordingly."

The woman would note to her sister who sat across from her.

"Though, this does net take away from the crime that was committed. It is only a new case to investigate."

[ChillDemonLad 170]

A now adult Clement, though of course he goes by a different name, stared at the missive. Memories returned, though scattered and distorted. Memories of the mask, of the slap, of how close he was to death. What had been told to be a dream was now made true. He would sob that night with the realization it was all real. How cruel, that he learns his torture from a missive.

 

Spoiler

This is unironically what got me to try playing LOTC again! GJ.

 

[sapphic_spidy 1089]

Mae'ralin. Infernal shaman.

Mae'ralin. Infernal shaman.

 

Dead. 

 

Castien considers his options, feeling sick to his stomach. There's only one way to find out how true this is. He doesn't know what he wants to be true.