>>5418470>>5418821>>5418415>Art: Manusina Art. >Alt Text: A Hawaiian warrior in a mask shaped like a skull.You reach out to Guret, they flinch, before your palm lands gentling on their shoulder.
“I’m asking as her metabrother, not as your captain or savior. If you can’t disobey your order, please, at least tell her I'm here to help.”
The guard gives a pained nod, then walks through and closes the door
Agana:LEEEEEEAAeeeeevvvffffff!
Guret: Axeholder, your metabrother is here, he wants to he-
Agana: NO. NO. NO. NO. Wherzee?! He can’t be here.
You’ve see chaos almost destroyed you on foreign shores, it won't rule where. You MUST take control.
You burst in on a grisly sight. Agana sprawled on the floor, her clothes in disarray, a foul-smelling liquid is on the floor and the furniture is splayed haphazardly. Plates of food and empty jugs lie around the quarters and her desk is weighted under a small mountain of forms and documents, her ax stabbed straight into its wood.
Agana: Geoouw!!
“What’s going on here?”
Guret: You shouldn’t have to see her like this.
Guret rushes to your metasister’s aid, but she, perhaps emboldened by the intrusion, stands up under her own shaky power.
Agana: I.... Am your Axeholder. I order you to leave.
“Aggy, what happened?”
Agana: You didn’t come back is what happened! I got rid of the only family I had left to push some stupid dream and everything went to shit!
Agana: Guret, I think we need to be alone.
The Spearholder gives you a look of grim honor, then leaves the room.
