>>5216201>>5216206>>5216231>>5216244>>5216244>Introduce yourself and the berserker.>Ask what the Auf Arsene are doing here.“My name is ALPHONSE VON GUNDYR,” You bow your head and gesture toward the knight. “And this EMILIA. I’ve come here for the king’s bounty on the lich’s head.”
“My, my. A nobleman. It’s a relief to see one of your stature.” The monster hunter nods. “The sort down here tend toward boorishness, all told.”
“Yes, yes. A pleasure.” Emilia mutters.
“If you wouldn’t mind, might I ask why the Auf Arsene are here?” You raise a brow.
You’re not unfamiliar with the story. Some two hundred years ago, a famous lineage of monster hunters, the ARSENE CLAN, met its end with the first son’s sacrifice to defeat a terrible vampire queen and rid the world of her curse. In turn, a number of wolfish nobles sprung up all over the country to lay claim to the name of humanity’s savior. From there, the AUF ARSENE came about–a clan of mismatched nobles, playing pretend and claiming glory.
But in the centuries since, the progeny of those nobles have all but forgotten their vulgar roots and arisen to their titles with passion. The AUF ARSENE today are a vast, august fraternity of monster hunters that continue their family name in spirit, if not truly in blood. They speak the ARSENE name with a reverence left oft only for the divine.
“We’re here to defeat the lich, of course. We send inquisitions down every few months to try for it.” Millicent responds in hand. “We’ve no interest in money, title, nor those ugly rumors of “immortality.” We only seek to free humanity of monsters wherever they arise.”
>Attempt to pass her by now. She doesn’t seem to have much interest in you.>Ask if there’s an issue for her to stop before you.>Write-In. 