>>5142187‘Oh right,’ Irinnile says, ‘our shit!’
While darkness yet remains and Irinnile’s powers are at their fullest, you cast your senses from your body and into the aether of the dreamscape. You are not invading dream or spying on the sleeping surface-apes today, though—you instead slip into the mind of Lithobathius, the Tower Guardian, and stir him to action.
Watching through the heavyset mage’s eyes and directing his movements, you get him moving, and dressed in his robe. You send him forth on a mission of retrieval: to locate and obtain that bag of valuable and potentially-incriminating items which you left in the Tower’s custody, as they were checking yourself and the Engels into the Gala two nights prior…
But there is nothing there.
‘Ya’ don’t think the Tower seized it, do you?’ Irinnile suggests worriedly.
You scrunch your face with concentration, eyes still closed, as you direct the question along your psychic-occultic link with Tower Guardian Lithobathius… And you feel as he shakes his head in response.
‘Well, if they don’t have it…’ Irinnile begins.
‘…Edwin does,’ you finish, opening your eyes and releasing Lithobathius from your direct control.
What do you do?
>It’s time to pay Edwin a visit, for a breakfast date and to retrieve your things>You need to get your things from the Engel manor, but you’ll do so stealthily—you aren’t ready to see Edwin yet>Go get mooch food and clothing from Agatha Johan, your seamstress friend, just like old times>Get some food and rest at The Pretty Kitty, and lay low there while you plan your next move>Write-in 