>>5161436When you open your eyes next, you are screaming also… But only until you realize you in your—well, your aunt’s—bed. The accursed and burning darkness of the demonic realms are gone, giving way to curtain-diluted light of late afternoon in Hawksong.
‘Irinnile?’ you think.
‘I’m here,’ Irinnile replies breathlessly. ‘We’re out. We’re good. We’re safe.’
You draw a deep breath of your own, steadying yourself just in time for Callaghan to come crashing through the door, knocking it ajar with a clatter due to his speed. Lord Ysoef, for all his agedness and stiff joints, is not far behind him.
“Miss Rosgard!” Callaghan shouts. “What’s happened?”
“Nothing,” you say quickly. “It wass… Only a dream.”
As the recollections begin to grow hazy even now, you start to wonder if that might even be true… But Irinnile, deep within you, is still shaken.
“Yes,” Ysoef agrees after a time, taking off his glasses to polish and looking away, as if to hide his expression. “The dreams… They can be terrible.”
Callaghan is less sympathetic, almost annoyed at your panicked awakening have interrupted him, and he returns to his duties. Still, as he departs you can feel relief emanating from him as well.
“It doesn’t seem it was a restful sleep,” Lord Yosef notes sardonically, “but if you’ll stay for dinner… You may find that much pleasant at least. We have a halfling doing the cooking. You wouldn’t be able to imagine what those tiny people can pack away in them, and they aren’t indiscriminate in their palettes either. She’s made plenty, and it will almost certainly be good.”
He doesn’t say I, exactly—he’s too proud—but even without a succubus’ empathic abilities, you can tell: this pitiful old human man wants your company as he enjoys his meal.
What do you do?
>Stay and eat with Yosef, and attempt to learn more about him [specify if you have anything in mind?]>Eat with him and, if you get the chance, slip your suicide poison into his soup>Attempt to inflict your ectoplasmic enthrallment upon the old man over dinner>You cannot stay—whatever you have in-store for Yosef must wait until after you retrieve that damned wraith!>Both Yosef and wraith must wait, for you don’t wish to be late for your shift at The Pretty Kitty>Write-in>>5161421Not at all. I'm genuinely surprised that you folks were so interested in leaping right into the depths of hell naked and unarmed! I would have written it, but it definitely wasn't a route I anticipated you anons even CONSIDERING./spoiler] 