After I cleared the compound and recovered all the "furniture", including the mansions - I didn't see any reason to leave them there unguarded - I assud my favorite flying form and flew back to Windere.
I thought about the motivations of this group. And what I would do to find that one out. The most reliable way was also the most brutal. Murder them and get the pure truth from their ghosts, then revive them. Part of was baffled at how easy I could think about murdering a bunch of strangers because I was suspicious of them. It was almost as if I was back to being Apricot. Maybe my lamia physiology led to a certain predatorial and territorial mindset.
What I could say for certain was that Alloralla and Rosewise were softer and more accomodating than the current . Lakerta had deeper wounds that were still open. Like growing up with only the undead and paranoia for companions. My experiences and previous mories helped temper that by a great amount. One can imagine what a creature with Lakerta's rage and my power would do without my consciousness to rein those impulses in.
Being with Lorna helped a lot to keep that aspect down. Nenandil too. Having the fairy with was my anchor. Too bad she remains dormant from my birth until I can call her.
I burst out exasperated.
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