WEEK 2.

[trustwellness]

WEEK 2 Adelina and Kyrie Ushiromiya are dead. Regardless of how you felt about them and whether or not you mourned their passing, life goes on. It seems the Wordsmith intends to make good on the rules he's left for you all. Saturday is given to regrouping and rest; on Sunday morning the clock chimes as it always has, but at least there are no bodies to find today. It seems you're safe for now. The night before wasn't necessarily a peaceful one, however; you'll probably feel a bit groggy when you wake up, and it seems you've regained something that you didn't realize you'd lost... Either way, it seems there's nothing to do but move on - or, perhaps, move down. Another door in that holding area near the elevator seems to have opened up, leading into a corridor and a stairwell that seems to lead you somewhere beneath the dormitories, and eventually onto a new floor altogether. Go ahead and explore all you like; after all, you did well at completing your lessons this past week. APPRENTICES REMAINING: 28

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[OOC: Welcome to week two of Trustfell! Feel free to make as many top levels as you'd like and tag out to other characters! This post is for all of your interactions this week... at least until the weekend. Don't forget to save those threads for coins and the activity check!

If you'd like to get in contact with the Wordsmith, you can do so through letters or the switchboard!]

Comments

[neverheardofhim]

[Now Varric's brows drew together, and he gave Phi a scrutinizing look.]

There's no chance that this Zero guy is behind all this here, right?

[plentyfriendly]

That's not possible. He doesn't sound like the Wordsmith or any of us.

[Just watch as he turns out to be someone else voiced by DC Douglas.]

[neverheardofhim]

[Placing bets now.]

That just means there's more than one sadistic asshole out there, then. [Varric... isn't sure how he felt about that.]

[plentyfriendly]

[There's not nearly enough tech or zombies here for it to be Wesker, though. There will be no complete. global. saturation.]

I'm not counting out philosophical extremist just yet.

[neverheardofhim]

[Unless that's what the shadow monster is doing with the all the bodies. You never know.]

Philosophical extremist? [He quirked a brow.] Explain your logic.

[plentyfriendly]

The way he described the game as a whole. "A game of fate. The lives of you, me, and the human race hang in the balance."

[The last bit is worrying for a different reason.]

I'm not sure what he subscribes to, but...

[neverheardofhim]

[The dwarf sobered in the slightest. He might not have had a horse in Phi's race, but it was concerning all the same.]

Who is he to be able to threaten all of humanity? [He paused, not exactly expecting an answer from Phi.] Will you... will you let me know if you remember anything else?

[plentyfriendly]

Maybe he knows what I'm trying to do...

[That's the first thing that comes to mind.]

I think I can do that. There's a few other things, too, but now might not be the best time.

[neverheardofhim]

[That's... also troubling.]

What is it that you're trying to do? [He waved the second part of her statement off.] We've got nothing but time. You tell me whenever you feel ready to.

[plentyfriendly]

There's some people I'm trying to save.

[Well. "Some" might be an understatement.]

[neverheardofhim]

Some being the bulk of humanity? [At least... that's what Zero had implied, right?]

[plentyfriendly]

Yep.

[neverheardofhim]

That all I'm gonna get? No more exposition?