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You are Mouse, the ogre. Although raised by humans you found yourself in service of the dark elven queen - and with her blessing you have embarked on a quest to purge the corruption plaguing the very world you live in.
You are not alone. Your mission is shared by an eclectic band of companions:
-Phineous, the sophisticated orc of culture.
-Smutkin, the formerly depraved bard who took your mission for his own
-Sparky, the warped imp that took on affinity to holy magic
-Tithe, the diminutive yet vigilant gargoyle
-Chloe, the shadow of the queen sent to safeguard you and your mission.
Your band has since grown to include human companions:
-Elle, the royal courier
-Harriet and Janet, the twin scouts
and the twin golems you've freed from their questionable service to the old order, they've accepted names you've given them: Diana and Minerva.
For some time now your quest has been keeping you in the Cathedral Fortress, heart of the human alliance against the darkness - and yet, beneath the veneer of worship current reincarnation of the goddess is ostensibly receiving, also locus of conspiracy, corruption and recently a place that has endured an attempted coup. During a ceremonial service Celestine had organized the mercenary forces made an open attempt to assault her and seize power. With help of you and your friends, the attempt was foiled; what this would mean for the politics of human kingdom remains to be seen - for now you opted to pursue a promising lead that could propel you along your mission: conscious venture into a shadowy realm that you've previously seen in your dreams.
As matters stand, you've agreed to Celestine's proposal to use her considerable power to help you in this particular endeavour. Accompanied by Chloe, your dark elven companion, your physical body is currently resting in the elven hierarch's private chambers while your consciousness, or soul - you're not quite clear on the terminology here - ventured into the unfamiliar plane.
Currently, having followed signs of Beast activity, you find yourself in a shadowy mansion, presumably not far from the cathedral and your physical body, insofar such measurements make any amount of sense, confronting a group of black spectral hounds.
You are not alone. Your mission is shared by an eclectic band of companions:
-Phineous, the sophisticated orc of culture.
-Smutkin, the formerly depraved bard who took your mission for his own
-Sparky, the warped imp that took on affinity to holy magic
-Tithe, the diminutive yet vigilant gargoyle
-Chloe, the shadow of the queen sent to safeguard you and your mission.
Your band has since grown to include human companions:
-Elle, the royal courier
-Harriet and Janet, the twin scouts
and the twin golems you've freed from their questionable service to the old order, they've accepted names you've given them: Diana and Minerva.
For some time now your quest has been keeping you in the Cathedral Fortress, heart of the human alliance against the darkness - and yet, beneath the veneer of worship current reincarnation of the goddess is ostensibly receiving, also locus of conspiracy, corruption and recently a place that has endured an attempted coup. During a ceremonial service Celestine had organized the mercenary forces made an open attempt to assault her and seize power. With help of you and your friends, the attempt was foiled; what this would mean for the politics of human kingdom remains to be seen - for now you opted to pursue a promising lead that could propel you along your mission: conscious venture into a shadowy realm that you've previously seen in your dreams.
As matters stand, you've agreed to Celestine's proposal to use her considerable power to help you in this particular endeavour. Accompanied by Chloe, your dark elven companion, your physical body is currently resting in the elven hierarch's private chambers while your consciousness, or soul - you're not quite clear on the terminology here - ventured into the unfamiliar plane.
Currently, having followed signs of Beast activity, you find yourself in a shadowy mansion, presumably not far from the cathedral and your physical body, insofar such measurements make any amount of sense, confronting a group of black spectral hounds.
