>>6244966>“You’re taking this rather well.” You note sourly.“Well I’ve been drinking…”
>“Oh.”Chelsey sighs deeply as she flicks Bronte’s bracelet on her wrist. “Obviously this is not good. But it isn’t unsalvageable either. As I said before, the Merchant’s Consortium is in a total panic. Several of their guild members have been seen running from Shangri-La like frightened children. Adjunct Targa was also seen fleeing shortly after the duel’s conclusion. It’s safe to say that he and Klement’s partnership with the Consortium has come to an abrupt end. Perhaps you can now fill that void, and figure out just what Andreas was up to down there.”
>“May said this Patros fellow was looking for me. Something about making a deal”“He’s at the head of Shangri-La.” Chelsey says. “With Klement’s ousting and Andreas’ death, you’ve likely ruined whatever plans he’d had in place. And judging by Targa and everyone else’s abrupt exits, they may be fearing potential retribution. This deal that Patros wishes to make with you, I suspect he’ll offer you the Consortium’s full backing in the Competition, in exchange for protection from whoever it is they all fear.”
>“What could they offer me?”“The Consortium has more gold than the Sorcerer King himself.” Chelsey rolls her eyes in annoyance. “That would go a long way into ensuring your success in the Competition. But if they really are as desperate as I hope, perhaps you can use that to your advantage. Meet with Patros. Find out what he knows about Andreas and the work he’d been performing in the Vault. And more importantly, if anyone put him up to it. That will have to satisfy Bronte for now.”
>“Fuck. Alright, fine. I’ll see what I can find out.” Your good mood had been somewhat soured knowing you couldn’t do exactly as your cousin asked. Kosmas had likely known about the alternate entrance, and offered his services as a ‘judge’ to get closer to it. He hoped you defeated Klement so that he could enter the Vault in the confusion of the transition. That milk-drinking bastard. You hoped you ran into him again.”“You and your cousin.” Chelsey says, looking at you over her glass. “It’s like you’re both made for each other. One is brains, the other brawn. With her pointing you in the right direction…you both really will take over this country, won’t you? Her enemies won’t stand a chance.”
>A): I’ll make sure whatever fool makes an enemy of her regrets it.>B): My priority is the Competition. Bronte’s problems can wait.>C): Write-inChoose two questions to ask
>A): You’re a Maya, right? I hear your kind are property. Does that mean you belong to Bronte?>B): How is Bronte? What’s going on in Morfis, and who are her enemies?>C): What do you know about Princess Yulia?>D):What do you think of me?>E): Write-in 