by Nicholas Killewald

Friday, September 27, 2024

There is a loud crash and the lab doors are kicked open by two guards holding lanterns. With them is Roderick, an scrawny aged weasel of a man, with a narrow, sharp face sporting a long, pointy nose, his facial features seemingly ideal for being a smug jerk. His decorative robes indicate him to be an important "advisor" of Castle Breznial under conditions which were discussed in the original Castle Breznial story snippet from years ago and which are a bit too long to get into now. "Well, well, well," he begins, "what do we have here?" "An intruder in the castle? At this late hour?" His statement is directed at the hooded figure, who is retrieving something from the storage shelves. A hiss is the only response. As the guards drag the growling figure away from the shelves and towards Roderick, he continues, "Seems like just the other day we had to deal with this. Hmm..." The figure is thrust in front of Roderick's jerk face. "I suppose we'll have to increase the guard. We clearly can't stand for this in Castle Breznial..." The guards then yoink the cloak off of the figure, revealing it to be Queen Janis Breznial herself, which was probably obvious due to this entire segment being about Castle Breznial. Unsurprisingly, she is not pleased. Roderick finishes his sentence with a smug "...your highness."

See? I said you might want to get caught up.


 
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