Eternal
The Emperor is probably the most secure person in the area and even though he’s not been well lately, you know that he’s still more than capable of defending himself against some shadows.
Your best bet is to some how track down the assassin before he gets away, so you tell Alison that you’re going to follow Brenda’s lead and chase after the assassin.
“Wait, how do you even know where to look?” Alison asks.
“I don’t, but I have to try. Just get Jacob inside, he’s still out on the balcony in shock.” You answer before leaving.
As frantic as the palace is, the streets of the city are much worse. You have to literally fight your way through in order to get anywhere. After pushing several citizens out of the way, you stumble upon one of the Eyes.
“Hey you! Where the hell is the rest of your unit? More importantly where the hell is Warrick?” you ask the Eye.
“My unit is trying to keep this area under control while searching the nearby buildings here. As far as I know, Sightmaster Warrick was last seen near the city gates.”
“Well the palace needs some extra protection, I want you to get the rest of your unit over there now. Your primary concern is supposed to be defending the Emperor anyway!”
You make your way towards the city gates, which is a chore. You still wonder where Brenda went, but when you finally get a clear view of the gates, you find her and Warrick arguing with each in the middle of the chaos.
“I’ve got Eyes scouring the city and mages casting detection spells to back them up, I’m doing all I can Brenda!” Warrick exclaims.
“Well you’re sure doing a bang up job of that eyeboy, considering you weren’t even able to prevent my husband from getting fucking decapitated in front of everyone! That was a fucking shadow Warrick! It probably already left the city already!” Brenda retorts.
“I’m well aware of what it was Brenda, I had to track down and fight them a lot more than you ever did!”
“And given that your group was supposed to have wiped them out, you fucked up on that job too!”
“Brenda if you want to go on your own personal manhunt, fine, you don’t need my permission to do it. Go find and grab the nearest mage and have at it! I don’t have time to argue with you, I’m having a hard enough time trying to coordinate everything in this chaos right now.”
Warrick looks semi-relieved when he sees you arrive.
“I’m glad you’re here, you’ve got magic abilities. Can you take Brenda with you?”
Brenda turns to you though she isn’t as happy to see you either.
“Great, the other fuck up who was supposed to have been responsible for the extermination of the shadows.” Brenda remarks.
“Brenda I know you’re angry right now and understandably upset, but I’m not going to tolerate the same sort of verbal abuse you’ve been heaping on Warrick. Now I’ll certainly help you, because I want this sonofabitch almost as bad as you do, but we’re going to do this without the arguing.”
Your calm yet firm demeanor doesn’t quell the high emotions going through Brenda right now, but they do at least establish a behavior guideline.
“Alright fine.” She remarks.
“Good, now let’s start checking the sewers.”
“The sewers? Are you sure?” Brenda asks.
“No, but I’m making a good guess that it being a shadow, it probably hasn’t gone far and is enjoying the whole idea of hiding right under our noses and possibly even planning the next step to cause further chaos. Besides, shit is often found in the sewers.”
“I’ve got people already searching the sewers.” Warrick pipes up.
“Yeah well, maybe if you had some stationed there and had a thorough search of the sewers before the parade none of this would be necessary now.”
“That’s not fair, Jacob said…”
“I don’t want to hear it Warrick. As far as I’m concerned Brenda’s got a right to be pissed at you considering you were supposed to be in charge of security for this thing.”
Leaving Warrick behind, you and Brenda find the nearest manhole and descend into the smelly darkness. And it does smell pretty awful. Still not as bad as Gnome’s Home though, you don’t think anything will ever smell worse than that place.
You keep a detection spell constantly on hoping it will catch something worthwhile, but you know this is a long shot and the equivalent of looking for a needle in a haystack. Still, you couldn’t just sit around doing nothing. Brenda might’ve been out of line speaking to you in such a manner, but in some ways you do feel a little responsible since you thought you’d wiped out all the shadows.
Brenda and you are more or less silent the whole time you search the sewers. You never do run into any of Warrick’s people, but then the sewers are just as large as the city itself. It’s not surprising you aren’t having much luck finding a shadow, if one is even hiding down here in the first place.
“Damn it. I’m sorry Brenda.”
“What?”
“I don’t know where to even look, the sewers were just a blind guess. I have no real idea where to look. You probably were right; the shadow probably already left the city and if that’s the case, who know where the hell it fled to.”
Brenda doesn’t say anything at first and you fully expect her to go off on you, but she doesn’t, instead she starts crying. Or rather she fails in trying not to cry. It would appear that the fact that her husband is dead is finally hitting her hard.
“Brenda I…” you start to say and then a faint whistling sound is heard and you feel a sharp pain going through your back. You look down long enough to see the head of a crossbow bolt. Blood spreads across your chest and you stagger around and stare at a grinning decaying face. You then feel two blades separate your head from your body.
The good news is your hunch was correct. The bad news is your detection spell couldn’t work on something that was already dead and as a result so are you.
You can only hope that Brenda gets her revenge and figures it all out, because you won’t.
Your best bet is to some how track down the assassin before he gets away, so you tell Alison that you’re going to follow Brenda’s lead and chase after the assassin.
“Wait, how do you even know where to look?” Alison asks.
“I don’t, but I have to try. Just get Jacob inside, he’s still out on the balcony in shock.” You answer before leaving.
As frantic as the palace is, the streets of the city are much worse. You have to literally fight your way through in order to get anywhere. After pushing several citizens out of the way, you stumble upon one of the Eyes.
“Hey you! Where the hell is the rest of your unit? More importantly where the hell is Warrick?” you ask the Eye.
“My unit is trying to keep this area under control while searching the nearby buildings here. As far as I know, Sightmaster Warrick was last seen near the city gates.”
“Well the palace needs some extra protection, I want you to get the rest of your unit over there now. Your primary concern is supposed to be defending the Emperor anyway!”
You make your way towards the city gates, which is a chore. You still wonder where Brenda went, but when you finally get a clear view of the gates, you find her and Warrick arguing with each in the middle of the chaos.
“I’ve got Eyes scouring the city and mages casting detection spells to back them up, I’m doing all I can Brenda!” Warrick exclaims.
“Well you’re sure doing a bang up job of that eyeboy, considering you weren’t even able to prevent my husband from getting fucking decapitated in front of everyone! That was a fucking shadow Warrick! It probably already left the city already!” Brenda retorts.
“I’m well aware of what it was Brenda, I had to track down and fight them a lot more than you ever did!”
“And given that your group was supposed to have wiped them out, you fucked up on that job too!”
“Brenda if you want to go on your own personal manhunt, fine, you don’t need my permission to do it. Go find and grab the nearest mage and have at it! I don’t have time to argue with you, I’m having a hard enough time trying to coordinate everything in this chaos right now.”
Warrick looks semi-relieved when he sees you arrive.
“I’m glad you’re here, you’ve got magic abilities. Can you take Brenda with you?”
Brenda turns to you though she isn’t as happy to see you either.
“Great, the other fuck up who was supposed to have been responsible for the extermination of the shadows.” Brenda remarks.
“Brenda I know you’re angry right now and understandably upset, but I’m not going to tolerate the same sort of verbal abuse you’ve been heaping on Warrick. Now I’ll certainly help you, because I want this sonofabitch almost as bad as you do, but we’re going to do this without the arguing.”
Your calm yet firm demeanor doesn’t quell the high emotions going through Brenda right now, but they do at least establish a behavior guideline.
“Alright fine.” She remarks.
“Good, now let’s start checking the sewers.”
“The sewers? Are you sure?” Brenda asks.
“No, but I’m making a good guess that it being a shadow, it probably hasn’t gone far and is enjoying the whole idea of hiding right under our noses and possibly even planning the next step to cause further chaos. Besides, shit is often found in the sewers.”
“I’ve got people already searching the sewers.” Warrick pipes up.
“Yeah well, maybe if you had some stationed there and had a thorough search of the sewers before the parade none of this would be necessary now.”
“That’s not fair, Jacob said…”
“I don’t want to hear it Warrick. As far as I’m concerned Brenda’s got a right to be pissed at you considering you were supposed to be in charge of security for this thing.”
Leaving Warrick behind, you and Brenda find the nearest manhole and descend into the smelly darkness. And it does smell pretty awful. Still not as bad as Gnome’s Home though, you don’t think anything will ever smell worse than that place.
You keep a detection spell constantly on hoping it will catch something worthwhile, but you know this is a long shot and the equivalent of looking for a needle in a haystack. Still, you couldn’t just sit around doing nothing. Brenda might’ve been out of line speaking to you in such a manner, but in some ways you do feel a little responsible since you thought you’d wiped out all the shadows.
Brenda and you are more or less silent the whole time you search the sewers. You never do run into any of Warrick’s people, but then the sewers are just as large as the city itself. It’s not surprising you aren’t having much luck finding a shadow, if one is even hiding down here in the first place.
“Damn it. I’m sorry Brenda.”
“What?”
“I don’t know where to even look, the sewers were just a blind guess. I have no real idea where to look. You probably were right; the shadow probably already left the city and if that’s the case, who know where the hell it fled to.”
Brenda doesn’t say anything at first and you fully expect her to go off on you, but she doesn’t, instead she starts crying. Or rather she fails in trying not to cry. It would appear that the fact that her husband is dead is finally hitting her hard.
“Brenda I…” you start to say and then a faint whistling sound is heard and you feel a sharp pain going through your back. You look down long enough to see the head of a crossbow bolt. Blood spreads across your chest and you stagger around and stare at a grinning decaying face. You then feel two blades separate your head from your body.
The good news is your hunch was correct. The bad news is your detection spell couldn’t work on something that was already dead and as a result so are you.
You can only hope that Brenda gets her revenge and figures it all out, because you won’t.
