𝚂𝚎𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜

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𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @crestfallenawareness [knight's Log - The Feast (part 1)] how The Heir Managed To Attain Knowledge Of Ascension This Early Is Still Beyond You To This Day. either Way, It Was A Day To Celebrate. the Heir Wanted To Host A Feast On His Land, In Celebration Of Everyone In The Group Making It Into Sgrub. you Accepted His Invitation, Being Unaware Of His Motivations, And Also Due To The Fact You Were Down For A Nice Little Party. it Started Off Like Any Other Party. The Heir Had His Consorts Bringing Out Food For The Guests At The Party. The Seer, The Bard, The Sylph, The Mage, And You, The Knight. the Seer Bought Up The Question First. "um... Why Do You Have Wings?" "maybe He Alchemized Them? I Alchemized My Own Means Of Flight, Not Out Of The Question For Him To Have Done So As Well." You Answered, Completely And Utterly Unaware Of The Depths The Heir Had Gone Through For His Wings. the Bard Was Completely Enamored By The Consorts The Heir Appeared To Have Complete Control Over. You Had To Admit, They Were Kinda Cute. "oh, These Wings? These Hadst Hath Appeared On Mine Backeth Upon Mine Own Grand Awakening!" the Seer Was Growing A Tad Suspicious, You Could Tell From The Way He Looked Around The Room. "what Did You Do?" the Heir Was Talking With The Mage And Bard About A Sort Of Misunderstanding, When The Seer Asked The Question. "so, You Did Something And Then You Woke Up With Them... What Did You Do?..." as The First Course Was Server, The Heir Stated That His Consorts Seemed Enamored With Him, And Kept Calling Him The "heir 'r Something Of Yond S'rt." you Were Waiting Before You Started Eating. Partially Due To Your Suspicions On The Status Of The Food Being Served In Front Of You, The Other Because You Were Being Polite. the First Course, An Exotic Salad, Was Good. eventually, The Heir Bought Out The Second Course. Some Extremely High Quality Moobeast Slices. You Remember That Well. Best Food You'd Ever Eaten. Can't Go Wrong With Steak. might Also Be That You Remember The Steak Because It Was The Last Thing That Happened Before What Came Next. "mine Own Dram Ones! T' Seemeth Our Guests Art Greatly Enjoying Thy Meals! Prithee, Prepareth F'r Their "dessert!" " The Heir Commanded, Signaling For Something. with The Words Echoing Throughout The Chamber Of The Castle. The Consorts Begin To Line Up Once More Behind The Trolls.. Except For The Heir. The Turning And Squeaking Of Something Above Could Be Heard As The Consorts Came Out With The Plates. They Opened The Domes Not In Front Of The Guests But Rather In Their Own Hands, Revealing Each Consort Wielding A Tray Was Also Now In Posession Of An Alchemized Dagger. Once It Is Revealed That The Next Course Was Not In Fact Food, The Trap Was Sprung. Guillotines, Above Every Guest's Seat Except The Heir's. On Top Of That, The Consorts Took Their Daggers And Leaped At The Guests, Ready For Their Blades To Taste Flesh. [end Of First Part] #cw-death #gore 𝙼𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚗 you Keep Your Memories Surprisingly Well Cataloged Don't You? ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀