WEEK 5: CYOA (CLEMENTINE, LUP, JEANNE, ALPHINAUD)

[retellers]

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[retellers]

Well, you know how nobles are. They keep throwing these lavish parties, and then they go horribly wrong. The king is so temperamental that these things never end well...

[ He shudders.

Meanwhile, back on the horses. ]

No... they just said that this idea suddenly seemed boring, even though it was originally theirs!

[stillnot]

[ clem rolls her eyes in agreement with the worker ]

We just have to try and keep the king happy. So what happened last time? I don't want to repeat any mistakes, you know?

[discernments]

Such is the disposition of a king.

[ Of this king, at least. ]

What were you all going to hunt?

[retellers]

[ He blinks, giving Clem an odd look. ]

How could you forget? It reset because the king got angry about you.

[ Meanwhile, Jeanne's entourage nods. ]

Oh, foxes. Their coats are quite lovely.

[stillnot]

Sometimes he's mad at me for no reason. You know how he is.

[ you and i. both people who know things. about the king that we are both familiar with! ]

[discernments]

They are.

[ Foxes are so cute. ):

But she'll hunt one to fit in.... maybe. ]

Are you all looking forward to the feast?

[retellers]

Just make sure you don't make the same mistake again.

[ Whatever that mistake is, that Clem doesn't know, but don't do it again.

The nobles all nod. ]

Oh, yes! This is our first time attending a feast at this castle. We heard about how peculiar it is here, and can't wait to see it for ourselves.

[stillnot]

I won't.

[ well that doesn't help! ]

How long do you think they'll be out hunting?

[discernments]

Is that so? What have you heard about the castle?

[ give her the deets!!

so she can pretend she knows things. ]

[retellers]

Perhaps a few hours? Unless they don't find anything, and then they'll be back sooner. You know how impatient they can be.

[ Fucking rich people.

But for Jeanne, the nobles pause. ]

You aren't going to... report what we say back to the king, are you?

[stillnot]

Alright. Well, I'd better go... Practice my tricks before the feast.

[ how many exits are there in this stable? if there's a different one than she came in through, she's heading that way - otherwise she'll just head back out of the first entrance. ]

[discernments]

[ Jeanne holds up a hand. ]

You have my word that I won't.

[ SHE'S SUCH A GOOD AND HONEST PERSON. Please believe her. ]

[retellers]

[ Clementine can leave. She will see that there are some carriages now parked nearby that weren't there before.

But the nobles are considering, and then nod. ]

People think the king here has some kind of powers. Things just... happen, depending on their mood. It can't be a coincidence.

[ One of the other nobles rolls his eyes. He obviously does not believe this. ]

[stillnot]

[ are there other people near those carriages? she wants to either go talk to them or... if no one is around, look at the carriages more closely! they're probably just what the nobles came in, but who knows ]

[discernments]

I can neither confirm nor deny that.

[ That.... doesn't bode well! Wow. That's so worrying, if true, thinking about the cards they got.

Jeanne addresses the one who rolls his eyes. ]

And what do you think, sir? I'd like to know your thoughts.

[retellers]

[ At one of the carriages there's people, but another is clear of anyone.

The noble who rolled his eyes sighs. ]

I'm sure it's something this kingdom made up so that everyone thinks it's super powerful. I plan on proving that, it's why I even came.

[stillnot]

[ hmm, probably safer not to try to snoop in that carriage in case the people at the other one see. they probably aren't that far apart. so she's heading over towards the carriage with people! ]

Hey there. Guests for the feast?

[discernments]

A king is still a king, sir. Be careful lest you could lose your head, powers or none.

[ Like someone else in this game. ]

[retellers]

[ The people look at Clem. Oh! The jester! ]

We are. But the funniest thing just happened.

[ The noble very quickly shuts up, looking pale.

As they travel further, a fog starts to set it. ]

[stillnot]

Well if it's funny, it's my business.

What was it?

[discernments]

I'm thinking of your livelihood.

[ Her gentle scolding done with (don't throw away your life, rando), she starts to worry about this fog.

Her memory tells her that fogs usually mean someone's about to try to murder her.

Are any of the nobles armed? WHAT ARE THEY HUNTING WITH?

But Jeanne doesn't stop her horse or the hunting retinue. Time to see what the fog holds.... ]

[retellers]

Someone who looked like the king ran by, but it can't have been.

[ They are hunting with bows. Some have swords? It's a mystery how actually skilled they are as they are doing this for funsies and no trained guard follower, which is an oversight.

But as they travel, Jeanne will also see that the deeper they go the harder it is to breathe, almost like the fog is smoke from a fire? Except it's definitely just fog. The nobles look uneasy but they continue on. ]

[stillnot]

That... Might have been my partner in my act. The king... Really likes... Impressions!

Which way did they go? We need to practice.

[discernments]

[ She is going to have to steal a weapon if things get dicey. ]

If you are worried, you may turn back, but leave a weapon with me if you do.

[retellers]

[ They point towards the back of the castle.

As for Jeanne, they laugh a little nervously. ]

N-no, we'll be fine. It's just fog--did you hear that?

[ Rustling. ]