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14 May 2020
Thread of Chapters! Click here to read from the beginning!
Prologue: x.com/i/events/1253415948272…
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27 May 2020
[ OOC: Apologies for the pause in chapter 1 content. Right now is a very busy time for us, but we'll do our best to resume Gringle Quest as soon as possible!
Thanks for reading :) ]
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23 May 2020
Suddenly, your peaceful conversation in the forest is interrupted by some weird fucking Booph or something. Way to be a weirdo, dude.
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23 May 2020
At your question, she giggles.
"He leaves quite the impression, don't he?"
Putting her revolver away, she continues
"But he ain't all bad. He took me in despite me not havin' a {signature} or nothin'. Said me inventory was pretty impressive n' he had high hopes for me future."
Okay. Hey, Ruth, why's St. Cazador SUCH A DICK
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23 May 2020
Ruth grins
"Fo'real? That's hella, mate! Bit strange pick for a weapon but hey, I ain't judgin'. If it works it works."
She reaches to her belt and draws a revolver.
"This old pal's been me partner for few years. Pretty dependable fella, I'll give't that."
5 May 2020
Show her your plunger, and tell her that you defeated one of them too. You should be friends.
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23 May 2020
As you keep walking together, you feel a strange romantic drive and decide to give her a compliment.
"HAT" you blurt out anxiously, causing her to jump a little
"Wha!? Whatcha need fella!?" Ruth looks towards you.
"... Me hat? What 'bout it, eh?"
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23 May 2020
"Figured ya looked like an odd lil fella, with the floaty body n' all. So ya ain't from 'round these parts? Well ya see, Queen's Field(s) is the whole region 'round the capital. The Queen is the ruler of these lands, been to it to quite a few years. Can't say I seen her meself."
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23 May 2020
She doesn't particularly seem to know how to react to your action, but replies to your question nonetheless.
"Oh, nah mate. I been killin' lotsa stuff. Me old home's pretty nasty with things that can put a hole in yer mug. Had to get used to it 'cha know?" She chuckles
4 May 2020
Give Ruth a pat on the hat and ask her if that was the first thing she's killed.
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23 May 2020
Ruth looks at you with an expression that screams "w0t m8"
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22 May 2020
After St. Croaker and St. Cazador left you to your own devices, you and Ruth decided to take a bit of a walk. Sitting there in the middle of the fields awaiting their return would be a little too boring. You make your way to a nearby forest. The colors are different here, too.
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22 May 2020
St. Viver speaks up.
"It's as Tipho said. We are done here."
He takes a step forward, towards the heart, offering a prayer to the deceased.
"The Sanctum giveth, the Sanctum taketh away. May he be reborn in a better place... At a better time."
The others join him in silence.
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22 May 2020
The chamber falls silent for a few seconds. Unbearably so.
After the pause, St. Pheau is the first to speak up
"Oh, no... The string! The Tender! I... We have to..." She stops, her eyes tearing up.
St. Tipho grimaces.
"Save your tears... There is nothing to be done."
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22 May 2020
Great Saint: "That is all I wanted to show you. With that in mind, I urge you to go and-"
"!?"
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22 May 2020
St. Pheau: "What... What would happen if the strings snapped...?"
Great Saint: "..."
St. Cazador: "... Something of a countdown to the end of the world, I guess."
Great Saint: "This... Is what you're fighting to stop."
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21 May 2020
Great Saint: "The strings that tie together the very fabric of reality are deteriorating. While the noise has yet to defile this sanctum, its influence is burning away at the strings. My Tenders and I have been attempting to at least slow down this process- But to little avail."
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21 May 2020
St. Maize gasps in horror once his eyes land on the small figures of the cloaked Tenders.
"Oh, by the Gods... If the Tenders are here, then..." He stops, shaking his head.
St. Viver: "If the Tenders are present, then..."
The Great Saint stirs: "... Indeed."
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21 May 2020
You and your fellow Saints quietly make your way into the Lower Chamber, guided by the sounds echoing through the dank halls below the sanctum.
You eventually find the opening leading to the heartstrings. Unfortunately, it seems things aren't as well as you had hoped.
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20 May 2020
The Great Saint's voice echoes as he proceeds.
"Your reports shall be taken in consideration, and your new tasks will be provided shortly. But for the time being, I'd like all of you to come into the Lower Chamber."
St. Viver stands up
"Yessir." he utters, casting [Passport]
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20 May 2020
St. Viver: "As for us, we have been holding the line quite well. We have finished clearing the cold blue desert of Torsh from its intruders and pushed through last month's noisestorm."
Great Saint: "Very well. I shall rellocate you to Farramleigh, to assist the Pure."
19 May 2020
Great Saint: "Ridiculous! It is a well known fact that the noise is mindless and barbaric. It bears no intellect, no strategy. Your claims are based in coincidences and misinterpretation of similar sets of patterns."
St. Maize: "Then... Forgive my claims, sir."
Great St.: "..."
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