Void Rift (rp) - Intermission

Fae, dryads, centaur, and two humans are visible meditating.

"We've always had this power. Just know that we'll need a fee for returning the armory."

Nobody chasing you, and you've got a map. Score!

Now, you can head for some mountains or your choice of three forests.

 

"Could I get some service?"

 

"Yes, a carer called Bea. Apparently she got mad at Artemis for supposedly destroying the home of the person she's caring for." One of the guards says, not noticing Artemis is healed.

 

I exit, heading into another room.

 

“What do you mean?”

 

Ihra taps her staff, bringing Artemis to her senses.
"Where's the person this Bea cared for?"

"Giving criminals an armory is a... bad long-term idea."

You find a bunk room, full of vine-structure beds.

"Oh, sure. What do you need help with?"

 

Artemis struggles out of the guard's grip in a moment of panic, faceplanting onto the floor.

"We don't know, but her name was Amethyst." The guard says, helping Artemis up.

 

"Are they both still around?" Ihra asks before yawning.

 

"Bea's spending some time...alone. To think about what she's done. We don't know where Amethyst went after she attacked though." The guard says, Artemis checking herself over for any wounds.

 

I keep going, scoping out the other two rooms.

 

"I will try to make the Black Market non-criminals once we're done. I will try to revert what has happened since I left."

 

I much perfer the woods. I'll go there.

 

The wounds are all healed.
"Artemis, can we not go for revenge until we know both sides of the story? Also, didn't you have a tracker on Amethyst?"

You have two new forests to run to, and the forest you started the night in.
So, two options. North or east.

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"We've always been criminals."

Bunk and mess hall.
The other four seem locked.

 

Artemis just walks over to Ihra and hugs her.

 

I check for any signs on the locked doors.

 

Ihra hugs her back.
"Promise?"

No signs. No symbols.

 

"I won't, promise." Artemis says.

 

Ihra pats her on the back.
"You're okay. I don't know why you came here, but you're okay."

 

"I'm searching for a bow. A flatbow to be specific."

 

"Sure. Do you have coin, or are you going to trade?"