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FINAL TRIAL

FINAL TRIAL

[The doors at the other end of the city do not open for the Titled. However, whatever is going on in there still brings forth bright lights from within, and ultimately, it is to the steps of the entrance that everyone is drawn to. It's not the most formal setting for figuring out the truth of the matter before them.

Eric's brought the snacks, at least.

The Dragonborn sits at the top of the stairs, looking down as everyone congregates.]

...Having this key...I am certain I can open the door with little difficulty. But before I do we must make certain we know and understand exactly what we will be facing. What we are facing. These people...they are doing something and we must ensure we can somehow stop it.

[The end is near. The objectives of this quest are simple:

Who is the Mastermind? What is going on in this world? And...of course...why did the Mastermind want to kill 15 strangers?

Good luck, Titled.]

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Well, if we've kicked your goddamn asses six ways to Sunday, I'm pretty sure that makes you the lesser beings.

[Plus Albedo would have a bunch of garbage to spew about how URTVs are superior to natural beings, but he can stuff it.]

Y...you just got lucky we were focusing on that orb!

[He's not being petty!!]

Oh, really? You want me to have Camilla let you up so I can kick your ass again?

[He grins, open bloodlust in his eyes.]

It'd be fun, for me. But y'know, non-lethal really isn't my specialty. If we fight, I can't promise you'll get to keep all your vital organs.

[ the wolf has been dozing, apparently disinterested, but he wakes when Junior promises that, eyeing the mook with calculated interest, jaw opening in a yawn to display those teeth, a growl rumbling in his chest.

Bite time? ]

[Okay, so throughout this, Fie's been content to let everyone else ask the big questions, so when all's said and done, she only has one thing left--]

Do you like bread?

Wh...what?

So is that a yes?

[She moves to pull something out of her bag of goodies.]

Well, I...yes, but what does this have to do with anything!?

Revenge.

[And without further ado, she moves to stuff a loaf of Papyrus' (probably now stale) bread into the mook's mouth. Because that isn't overkill.]

Damn, you're one sadistic bitch sometimes, you know that?

[Says the guy who was eagerly threatening to eviscerate the prisoner.]

What!? What did you do, poison the bread!?

Maybe, maybe not. But maybe I won't give it to you if you tell me what a World-Eater is.

World-Ea--

Huh? You want to hear about that ridiculous Nord fairy tale?

[Huh... so it's just a story to him?]

Sure. Tell us about it.

The silly tale about some dragon that will come and eat the world. Lies made up by the Empire, of course!

What kind of dragon? Was it like the one we fought?

No, it...it wasn't...or maybe it was once, but...no, that dragon doesn't exist! It was just the excuse the Last Dragonborn used to unite Skyrim again!!

Really? I read about it in one of those Elder Scrolls though.

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I don't wanna hear that from you.

[The flattest look!!]

Oh no, what I was threatening was nowhere near what you're pulling! That's way worse than just killing him!

Sometimes you gotta go all the way. Plus we have to do something with these.

Burning them counts as doing something...I'm pretty sure feeding it to someone counts as torture.

That'd smell bad, though. ...But I guess we could burn 'em in his face too.

[Make him sniff bread fumes ??]

Once we get outside, we won't have to worry about the smell collecting! Just stand upwind of it.

Maybe we should bury it instead. Give all that wheat a proper funeral.

[She's probably joking.]

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