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[Aurorix]

With there not being much room left in this hallway Argos only makes it a little bit forward

Argos moves to 12-6

[Haspen]

*BAM!*

9dmg!

"Murder! KILL! _{Flesh of angels...}"

Enemy stats have been updated!

Spoiler: Objectives&Map Info (click to show/hide)

Objectives:
Primary: Find Father Erif and 'give him a good whack' (at least 5 dmg)
Secondary:
*Find the female scholars.
*Do not kill any of 'drunk' males.

Map Info:
'Intoxicated' status causes erratic behaviour (attacking, idling or fleeing) at random and a -2 MOV penalty.

Spoiler: HP (click to show/hide)

Adrienne Artaud: 21/22 Needs action
Alixia Marmilon: 8/22 Needs action
Argos von Bodin: 18/19 (no weapon) Needs action
Casslan Blackfield: 12/22 (no weapon) Needs action
Ivy ag Rodvaric: 16/16 (no weapon) Needs action

Allies:
Prince Aland of Hestia: 20/20 (no weapon)

Enemies:
Scholar A: 19/19 Intoxicated~
Scholar B: 19/19 Intoxicated~
Scholar C: 19/19 Intoxicated~
Scholar D: 19/19 Intoxicated~
Monk A: 19/19 Intoxicated~
Monk B: 19/19 Intoxicated~
Father Erif: 26/26 Berserk!

Allies:
Female Scholar A: 17/17
Female Scholar B: 17/17
Female Scholar C: 17/17
Female Scholar D: 17/17
Matron Karavala: 26/26 (no weapon)

Damaged Door 3.10: 10/20 HP, 5 DEF

[cronos5010]

: "I'll try to use the blunt end of my spear for this Ivy."
Adrienne moves to 14-3 and attacks Father Erif with her spear, before cantoing down to 14-5.

[Haspen]

BONC!

94-20-27 = 47
Hit roll: 45, hit!
No crit roll
Damage: 10-3 = 7-2 = 5dmg

The old monk tumbled over himself.

|=| CHAPTER 1 COMPLETED! |=|

Completed Objectives!
Primary: Find Father Erif and 'give him a good whack' (at least 5 dmg)
Secondary:
*Find the female scholars.
*Do not kill any of 'drunk' males.

//+2 Level Up and promotions to First Class!


"_{Oh for the love of-}" The monk stood up, rubbing his head and glaring daggers at Adrienne and her pegasus. "Who are YOU to dare strike me! Don't you know whomst I am??"

[SirAston]

Alixia, hearing that Father Erif seems to have returned to his senses, entered the room.

"Is that the paramount thanks one should offer to those who saved one from a mind-altered state, Father Erif?"

She approached Erif and casted gentle magic to remedy the bruise on his head.

"I am so glad that you're well..."
"But no time for celebrations yet, we have to look after the scholars, who certainly are still affected by their strange confusion."

[Haspen]

"Ah, that is correct! Give way! I need to deliver the staff to Karavala before she yells her mind off." He paused, grumbling. "She probably will anyway."

Father Erif moved past the pegasus, the Prince and others, glancing over them.

"What an eclectic group of people you are. Stay in my office! Do not leave it! Else the insanity befalls you too. We will take a moment to cure all scholars. Alixia, keep watch over our guests!" One of nearby drunken scholars rushed at Father Erif, only for the old man to smash his heavy book against the aggressor's face, sending them to the floor.

"_{They need more physical exercise...}" Father Erif grumbled more, but was too far already to be heard.

[Gaterhyme]

"I'm glad to see the old man's back to his old self," Ivy said, rubbing her shoulder in a rueful manner as she watched Father Erif soundly whack a man.

Afterwards, she entered the room and settled herself neatly on the chair that the old priest had been occupying.

"Seeing as he didn't recognize me like your father hoped, I suppose we'll need to prepare the gold bags to beg for his assistance when he returns after all?"

[Caellath]

"He might have simply been in a hurry." Casslan commented as he returned to Prince Aland's side.

[Gaterhyme]

"Clearly not in enough of a hurry if he still had time to comment on our eclecticism."

But she did seem somewhat mollified as she sank deeper into the chair.

[SirAston]

"In his heart is firmly rooted the wish to help his fellow students. Let us wait for that wish to be fulfilled so his eyes are wider for his surroundings."
"And now that our situation has calmed down..."

Alixia moves towards the Prince, keeping a respectable distance, bowing her head deep.

"In the absence of Father Erif, please allow this simple servant of the Silver Goddess to humbly welcome the Prince and his escort to the Temple of Our Lady of the Solemn Oath. My only regret is that you have to visit us during such a trying time."

[Aurorix]

"Eh, don’t worry about it Alixia. Not like it was your fault everyone up and went crazy." The boy waves his hand dismissively,


"I was kinda hoping we’d find the big bad culprit guy somewhere in here." Argos pounds his fist into his open palm, "Wanted to clobber his face in. Though I suppose at least that means there’s less danger for everyone else involved, so I can’t be too disappointed."

[cronos5010]

: "I'm sure that the blessed Father has more pressing concerns at the moment."

[Haspen]

"I'm sure Father Erif will find a moment to speak with us soon."

Temple of Our Lady of the Solemn Oath, two hours later

Father Erif and Matron Karavala entered the office room, looking tired and beat.

"Oh, apologies for the wait. It took a while to pull all the men from the trees and whatnot."

"It wouldn't take that much if you didn't misplace the staff again, you old goat!"

"Be silent you hag! I knew exactly where it was, I was just distracted with other things. Now! What reason brings you all here?" Matron Karavala harrumphed and left the office.

"I am Prince Aland of Hestia. I've been sent here to determine whether you can shed some light on a prophecy my mother, the late Queen Alishia, read to my father, King Asfalthe, once some years ago." The elderly scholar furrowed his brows.

"I am neither a mystic nor an oracular urchin. But go on."

"The prophecy went like 'When a child is lost by a father, when a nation breaks apart, when white wings bring ill news... something something, monsters will rise and the world will end', apologies, I have not memorized the lines. But it was apparently a translation of some Umbral text that you and my mother have worked on when she pursued her linguistic hobbies." The old man sat at his chair, crossed his arms, and let out a grumbly hum, no doubt trying to jog his memory.

"Queen Alishia was indeed my student once. That prophecy, hmm..." Father Erif turned his eyes at the group, and lingered at Ivy.

"Weren't you my pupil once too?"

[Caellath]

Casslan quietly started writing after the short exchange between Erif and the prince.

"Your Highness." Casslan whispered, carefully slipping him a note with the full prophecy written on it.

[Gaterhyme]

"Took you long enough, old man," Ivy said lightly, having fortunately vacated Father Erif's seat long before his posterior reached it. "I haven't forgotten what you taught me."

"Even if it was only for a few months - you can imagine that's hardly enough to help solve a prophecy."