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>LAST TIME ON DROWNED QUEST REDUX
You set about getting as drunk as possible, beginning with announcing your presence to the crowd at the Better Than Nothing. Though you're initially received poorly, a rousing speech (and a little help from Richard) gets you more attention than you bargained for. You retreat to the back room, where Richard downs an entire bottle of wine, picks glass shards out of your hands, and explains his brand new nihilistic outlook.
You are rescued from this by a pair of Courtiers, who escort you to the Wind Court table. You're greeted warily and challenged by Molina to drink "firewater," some sort of traditional fermented Court beverage. You do so and manage not to fall over (apparently impressive), instead becoming highly sensitive to the world around you. You set about learning about your forgotten Courtier past, nearly enter a firewater-amplified depressive spiral, and rally by telling yourself that your past self sucked ass. You then have a pretty good time, and nothing weird happens.
Post-party, you enter your manse, only to discover that whatever you look at (including Gil) vanishes from existence. You solve this by putting on a blindfold, then attempt to make Gil like you by telling an awesome and cool version of your depressing life story. In turn, he tells you he feels like you don't trust him. You attempt to tell him that nothing bad has ever happened to you in your life, but instead admit that you have no plan ever and Richard is a horrible snake version of your dead dad.
Gil is both horrified and mollified, apologizes, and invites you to his manse, where the other 2/3rds of him has been working out some pent-up feelings via smashing stuff with a sledgehammer. After some arguing with himself, he invites you to watch-- and you do, until he knocks a wall down and finds Richard in a closet. Richard is unbelievably drunk and mostly incomprehensible, but spouts some more nihilistic GS and tells you to placate his snake form by focusing on alterations. Mid-sentence, he's replaced with himself, only significantly less drunk: this Richard attempts to coerce and flatter you into re-focusing on the Crown. You tell both to piss off, slam the door on Richard, and sledgehammer some walls until you get tired. You sleep, have some weird dreams--
--and awake, buried alive. You manage to ensnare a mysterious figure surveilling you, let him go, and dig yourself out, only to find your gravediggers nowhere to be seen. You carry on along an underground tunnel and are ambushed by weird doctrine-spouting red-clothes-wearing people and also Horse Face: this is <span class="mu-i">apparently</span> the meeting he promised you. He leads you to the leader of these blatant cultists-- your father's friend Henry, who apparently drowned some years back. Henry is pleased to see you, but you are less than pleased to see him, and leave without making any promises. You sleep again, and when you awake you set about planning your expedition to rescue Madrigal.
