>>5287609>>5287613>>5287615>>5287620>>5287623>>5287657>>5287672>Announce you only plan to speak with her.>Ask why she desires to die“I only came to speak with you, lich.” You declare, hands tight at the flamberge’s hilt–her white throne is so tall, so grand you have to crane your neck to meet her gaze. “Is your desire to die really so strong?”
“Yes. It is. I wait here for the champion strong enough to truly kill me. And I somehow doubt a noble with a crook leg and a dirty coat will be the one.” She sighs, resting a hand against her cheek and folding her leg. “How disappointing. Let’s see who you’ve brought before me.. a naked berserker, a broken toy, a pitiful little huntress.. And you, Ava. Mmm. I wasn’t sure you’d come this year.”
“Yes, well, I got held up by escort duty. As you can see.” Ava sighs. As she struts by, she nudges you, nods to the lich, and makes a grabbing motion around her chest.
“V-vile lich. I..” Millicent mumbles several meters back, hidden behind the handmaiden. Her legs quake. “I-..”
“So what is it that you want, then? Because, the way things look, I certainly doubt you plan to take my head. The Auf Arsene is about to piss herself.” The lich sighs, waving for you to make your plea. “I suppose it’s true immortality? You come here for that old myth? Or perhaps.. have you come to help one of your little companions? You want me to give them a brain, a heart, courage? Go on.”
>You came to restore your family’s honor. You’re here for proof of having killed a lich.>You’d like her to restore Millicent’s memory. It was taken by this very dungeon.>Ask why Ava’s come here.>Write-In. 