>>5232568Lord Yosef inclines his head, nodding to Callaghan to leave. Reluctantly, the manservant does so.
>All those 20s in the [REDACTED] investigation rolls for Yosef and the Archmage “It’s YOU,” he repeats, leaning forward and setting his now-empty glass before him. He meets your eyes, his own cold and hard as steel. “YOU are the danger, Miss Rosgard… Or whatever your true, Reptilian name may be.”
‘…FucktheWHAT,’ Irinnile babbles.
You feel your blood run cold. Well, colder than normal. HOW? How is he not enthralled? WHEN DID HE DISCOVER THE TRUTH?
What do you do?
>Kill Yosef—slay him NOW, before he can say another damned thing or take any further action against you—and hunt down that damned manservant!>Flee—you weren’t prepared for a trap, and you haven’t even yet worked out the exact details of this counter-plot against you, so you can’t risk remaining here a moment longer>Deny the accusation, laughing it off and attempting to dissuade the old man>Admit to it, but keep him talking—you need to know how Yosef resisted your glamour, what he knows or THINKS he knows, who he has told, and what comes next>Pounce upon him, rip away whatever protection he might have, and use your ectoplasmic puppeteering to MAKE Lord Yosef talk, and even to speak in your defence if the Archmage arrives>Write-in