A mystery you have to solve, eh Derak? It is plain that you are rather rudderless tonight, and have been since your return. The old Derak would never have chosen to stick around in the Estuary at night, waiting for hours in the center of Scarlet’s nightlife with what amounts to a treasure chest just… Continue reading Doubting Your Streetwise Here
Soon enough we arrive at Docks of Veronica. They are one of the main junction points in the Estuary District, named after a famous, half-legendary girl who defended the citizens during the Bitter Years. The practical side of this renown are the statues. The docs are littered with Veronicas, both big and small. Past trends… Continue reading Gears in the Night
A moment of silence answers your request, only to be broken as Chrysal moves to lock down the straps on your chest. You can’t help flinching at it, but you compose yourself as she looks up and moves to take the chest to the back room. The girl, Phryne, stays seated, conspicuously unmoving. — You… Continue reading Take a Night Shape
The dark crystal. During the months of preparation and contemplation I have gone through dozens of scenarios in my head over how the homecoming would end. Some of them were tragic, others successful, yet I gave zero thoughts to the dark crystal besides the ones I met in my nightmares. I feel the grasp of… Continue reading Deconstruction and Regroup
I recorded the dialogue: ——I—— — Regardless, I never intended to run off with your package, honored Puppet, she continues while staring at your eyes, seeking signs of anger. — I held onto it as you told me to, and when I espied you on the street just now, I promptly followed to address your… Continue reading Trust and Paranoia
You amble into the city, circling around the Gate Square out of habit, knowing how crossing the cobbled expanse draws attention. The Vineyard gate may be open for all, but it is still watched by the many eyes of the Pseudoduke, and whoever else prizes such knowledge of the comings and goings. Such is the… Continue reading Does the Puppet patronize brothels?
The events that took place in the Jeweled Swamps feel like a distant, green dream. A nightmare of sorts, yet elusive and vague like a madman’s fantasy. As I started my journey back towards civilization I was to find out that in order to change the scenery, one needed to change his nightmares as well.… Continue reading An Uneasy Homecoming