001 Gorethax

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[This was not his home, that much was certain as soon as he had awoken. Not that this was unusual, it would mark the seventh time he had been kidnapped already, and it was just getting a little annoying by now. Most annoying by far, would be the fact his parents would expect him to behave as his role dictated he should. So he takes care, he reads what little information he has available, he checks the Grimoire through and then he swathes himself in a huge dark cloak.

Anyone walking around the lobby would see this new arrival walking slowly and fluidly, almost as though he were floating, his voice a menacing rasp from within a cowl that shields his face completely.]

You have no conception of the mistake you have made in this offence. Your souls will scream for the terror meted o--

[The evil voice cuts off abruptly as the figure trips over the hem of his cloak and goes flying into a heap on the floor with a very un-menacing screech.]

1 Turn

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[Over the whole past time, Miri's been busy borrowing books from library to hide out at the Orrery floor, adjusting her sleep cycle to be up nights. If any of you've heard rushed footsteps during nights, might've been her!]

Apple, onion, carrot, potato... This' weird cookbook. Lesee...

[And this is the one time her grimoire get left open, you can hear the orrery's mechanisms working when Miri's not shuffling books around.]

Hades' names, guns are naught but crossbows with bang stuff. How is the weapons of legends so simple?

[And here, you hears her getting closer to the grimoire!]

... This thing's making words from my talking.

[Feel free to bug her over the book or in person up at the Orrery! Don't mind the few stacks of books around her, a couple boxes of what looks like dried foods and jars of black liquid!]