A Dangerous Trek

(set: $OskarR to 10) (set: $JanusR to 10) Frozen. Your limbs betray you, resisting your drive to move. Eyes darting, your dulled gaze perceives only a fuzzy picture of your surroundings, and your ears pick up nothing but an oppressive ringing. A voice pierces through the haze... //"What're you DOIN' whelp!? DUCK, if you know what's good for ya!"// [[Duck -> M2]]

An arrow whizzes past your ear, wrenching your mind back to the present moment. The shaded woodland shifts back into focus, and your limbs begin to obey you once more. You drop to your knees, finding cover behind a fallen trunk. A large hand grabs your arm. Turning, you see an older man, bald and bearded. He squats beside you, a bow in his hands. Oskar. He holds you firmly, staring at you with eyes wide. He speaks to you in a thick, accented voice. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Arm yerself, lad! Them Spinebacks ain't leavin' 'til we make 'em leave." [[Draw your sword->M3]] [[Grab your bow -> M4]]

(set: $SwordUsed to true)(set: $BowUsed to false)Arrows continue to thud against the thick trunk. You reach down to your waist, nearly forgetting which side holds the sheath. Your fingers find only empty leather. Looking down, your sword is nowhere to be found. You hear a rustling impact in the leaves to your right. Looking down, you see your sword slide to a halt on the ground next to you. Glancing up, you see a younger, clean shaven man crouched behind a boulder only a few strides away. Janus. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "You dropped this, friend" he says, in a chiding tone. He calls past you, to Oskar. His voice is even and articulate. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Cover us! We're going to charge them off!" (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Aye, lad!" Janus looks to you. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Stick by me until we close the gap. There can't be more than three, and Oskar says Raegodan are bad shots!" he says, giving you a reassuring nod. The thudding against the trunk slowly stops, as the arrows continue to fail to meet flesh. Janus tightens the straps on his shield, gives you a nod, and bolts from behind the boulder, sprinting for the trees. Oskar rises from behind the trunk, and begins firing his own volley into the underbrush. (if:$SwordUsed is true)[[[Rally to Janus->M5]]](if:$BowUsed is true)[[[Rally to Janus->M157]]]

//Janus Liked That// (set: $JanusR to ($JanusR + 1)) You grip your sword and abandon the safety of the fallen trunk, running after Janus. More arrows fly your way, but most miss entirely, the rest striking Janus' shield. Janus breaks into the thicket. You follow him closely behind, leaping over foliage and cutting vines and branches out of your way. Your eyes quickly find two humanoid reptilian figures standing behind large trees, hiding from Oskar's volley of arrows. The red crystalline spines running down their backs stand on end when they see you, and both quickly grab for blades at their waists. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "That one, friend!" he says, nodding towards one of the Raegodan. Janus breaks to the left, charging the other Raegodan. [[Charge the Raegodan ->M6]]

You watch Janus run ahead, unable to abandon your protection behind the trunk. Oskar: "DAMN you lad! Snap out of it! Now's not the time, Janus needs ya!" [["Are you crazy? I'm not running out there just to get shot!" (Stay behind the trunk) ->M18]] [["I..I can't do it. I'm sorry..(Stay behind the trunk).->M19]] [["....okay. I'll do it. Cover me." (Rally to Janus) ->M5]]

Gripping your blade tight, you run at the other Raegodan. Getting closer, you see a large ring piercing in the side of its head, seemingly made of steel. It readies its own blade, a makeshift composite of bone and wood. The creature isn't much smaller than you, but meets you with surprising tenacity. It screams at you once you get close in a foul, guttural tongue. It attacks. (text-colour:yellow)[''Raegodan:''] "OrishkalNAKA!!" [[Go on the offensive. Cut down the creature quickly. ->M7]] [[Go on the defensive. Let it tire itself out. ->M16]]

Before it can collect itself, you unleash a flurry of arcing attacks at the Raegodan. It manages to parry some of them, but most of them meet flesh. The creature cries out in pain, and deep purple blood flows from its opened skin. The Raegodan's reptilian features make it hard to read its expression, but it begins to step back from you. [[Close the gap and finish the creature off. ->M8]] [[He's defeated. Let him flee. ->M9]]

(set: $KilledFirstRaegodan to true) As the creature's guard falters, you find an opening and slam the point of your sword into the creature's chest. The blade thuds into the creature, and a river of violet liquid begins to pour from the wound. It looks you in the eyes, almost confused. It sputters a few incomprehensible words. (text-colour:yellow)[''Raegodan:''] "Torkeev...nach...." The creature drops to the ground. Feeling your heart pounding in your chest, you stop to catch your breath for a moment. Your first real fight, and you bested your opponent. [[Regroup with Janus ->M10]]

The creature advances on you with a barrage of wide, haphazard swings. You dodge and redirect the Raegodan's blows, and notice it begin to slow. Over time, its attacks become sluggish and lazy, providing you opportunity. [[Counterattack ->M7]]

(set: $KilledFirstRaegodan to false) You take a few more powerful steps towards the creature, yet you do not swing. The creature stares at you for but a moment, before turning and bolting into the woods, holding its wounds. You watch the Raegodan disappear into the greenery. Feeling your heart pounding in your chest, you stop to catch your breath for a moment. Your first real fight, and you bested your opponent. [[Regroup with Janus. ->M10]]

(set: $SwordUsed to false)(set: $BowUsed to true)Arrows continue to thud against the thick trunk. You reach over your shoulder, grasping for the bow. Your fingers find only the fur of the hide you wear. While your quiver remains stocked an intact on your waist, your bow is missing. You hear a rustling impact in the leaves on the ground to your right. Looking down, you see your bow slide to a halt on the ground next to you. Glancing up, you see a younger, clean shaven man crouched behind a boulder only a few strides away. Janus. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "You dropped this, friend" he says, in a chiding tone. He calls past you, to Oskar. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Cover us! We're going to charge them off!" (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Aye, lad!" Janus looks to you. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Stick by me until we close the gap. There can't be more than three, and Oskar says Raegodan are bad shots!" he says, giving you a reassuring nod. The thudding against the trunk slowly stops, as the arrows continue to fail to meet flesh. Janus tightens the straps on his shield, gives you a nod, and bolts from behind the boulder, sprinting for the trees. Oskar rises from behind the trunk, and begins firing his own volley into the underbrush. (if:$SwordUsed is true)[[[Rally to Janus->M5]]](if:$BowUsed is true)[[[Rally to Janus->M157]]]

You trudge through the foliage, back to where you and Janus broke into the thicket. You hear rustling from the direction he ran off. Reflexively, you duck down. Janus appears from the trees, breathing heavily, though unscathed and mostly clean. A relieved look crosses his face when he sees you. You rise to your feet when you see him. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "You alright, friend?" he says, catching his breath. [["I'm fine. Better than that Raegodan, anyway." ->M11]] [["Other than being covered in blood, I'm fantastic." ->M11]] [["I'll be alright, I think. Are you okay?" ->M12]]

Janus lets out a long sigh. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "I wouldn't let it get to you, friend. I'm sure you only did what you had to do." he says, in a consoling tone. (if:$KilledFirstRaegodan is true)[["I did a bit more than that. It tried to run, but I didn't let it get away." ->M13]] [["I'm glad I didn't have to do more. He turned tail and ran."->M14]] (if:$KilledFirstRaegodan is true)[(Lie)] [["I did what I could. It seems like it was enough." ->M15]]

Janus breathes in and exhales deeply, seemingly relaxed by the question. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Oh, I'll be fine. I'm not quite as green as you with all of this. The thing scittered off once I closed in, anyway. Not much spine for a 'Spineback'." He chuckles softly to himself. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "We'd better get back to Oskar and let him know we're alright." [[Return to camp ->M21]]

//Janus Didn't Like That// (set: $JanusR to ($JanusR - 1)) Janus' brow furrows. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Careful, friend. I know you're new to all this, and winning feels good, but killing isn't a good thing to develop a taste for. Come on, let's get back to Oskar." [[Return to camp ->M21]]

You and Janus trudge back to camp through the foliage. You see Oskar, standing behind the trunk with an arrow knocked in his bow, and a focused expression. His face softens when he sees you and Janus, and he lowers his weapon. A big smile rises on his face. He calls to you, loud and expressive. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Look at these noble warriors! Game 'em reptiles a right lashing, eh? Taught 'em to think twice 'fore pouncing on any old travellers." You see him notice your fatigue, his wide smile shrinking to a small grin. His eyes dart towards his pack. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Here, let me grab you two some water." He sets down his bow and begins rummaging through his pack. He pulls out a couple of waterskins and hands them to you and Janus. Oskar reaches into his pack and pulls out some rations; salt-dried meat and stale bread. You and Janus do the same, resuming the meal you were having before arrows started flying. The food brings little taste to your tongue, but manages to quell your hunger. You all sit down around your still smoldering fire, regathering yourselves from the fight. You begin to notice the sounds of the forest again. The birds singing, the water of a creek flowing nearby. The sun beams down through breaks in the canopy, and a gentle breeze flows through the branches of the trees. You find the beauty of it all a bit strange; only moments ago you and your companions were fighting for your lives. [[Rest->M28]]

//Janus Liked That// (set: $JanusR to ($JanusR + 1)) Janus smiles proudly at you, and puts his hand on your shoulder. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Good man. We'd best get back, regroup with Oskar.'' [[Return to camp ->M21]]

Janus nods, understanding. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Good man. We'd best get back, regroup with Oskar.'' [[Return to camp ->M21]]

Oskar Didn't Like That (set: $OskarR to ($OskarR - 1)) Oskar: "What, did ya think the Wilds was gonna be all sunshine and dandelions? It's kill or be killed out here lad! I know you're new to this, Janus and I can't protect you forever." Oskar looks down for a moment, ceasing his volley. Oskar: "Damn it..." Oskar drops his bow and draws a short sword from his waist. He lets out a deep roar, and runs towards the thicket. [[...->M20]]

Oskar looks down at you, his volley of arrows stopping. His rough, brutish features soften with understanding for a moment. Oskar: "Aye, lad. It's nasty and scary work, but someone's gotta do it. Stay put." Oskar drops his bow and draws a short sword from his waist. He lets out a deep roar, and runs towards the thicket. [[...->M20]]

You hear grunts of exertion, and the sharp clang of steel meeting steel. After what feels like only a few moments, the sounds die down. You remain behind the trunk, fear gripping you. Is Janus dead? Is Oskar? Will you be dead, once the Raegodan find you? After a few agonizing minutes, you hear familiar voices coming your direction. You peek from your hiding spot, and see Oskar and Janus returning from the thicket. They appear unharmed, though Oskar is covered in dark purple blood. They are speaking to each other. Oskar: "...needs to be able to fight. Simple as that." Janus: "Yes, yes, I know. They'll get it, I promise.

(set: $OskarR to ($OskarR + 1)) //Oskar Liked That // Oskar lets out a hearty chuckle, and Janus cracks a small smile. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "You're a right witty one, I'll give you that. My midsection might be a tad bit overgrown, lad, but that's a blessing out in the Wilds" he says, grabbing his stomach through his leathers. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "So, how was your first real fight, lad?" [["Terrifying. Those Raegodan are vicious." ->M25]] [["Barely a fight. The creature had no skill. Defeating it was easy." ->M26]] [["Messy. Does this blood come out? Or am I just purple now?" ->M27]]

Oskar looks down in contemplation. He speaks, contemplative. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Oh, not very large for a Raegodan at all. Might be these were younger ones." You notice Janus pause from his drink of water, almost flinching at the words (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "So, how was your first real fight, lad?" [["Terrifying. Those Raegodan are vicious." ->M25]] [["Barely a fight. The creature had no skill. Defeating it was easy." ->M26]] [["Messy. Does this blood come out? Or am I just purple now?" ->M27]]

(text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Aye, lad, they often are." he says, nodding. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "I seen ones nearly a head taller than myself, and I'm no small man. Might be these were younger ones." You notice Janus pause from his drink of water, almost flinching at the words (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "So, how was your first real fight, lad?" [["Terrifying. Those Raegodan are vicious." ->M25]] [["Barely a fight. The creature had no skill. Defeating it was easy." ->M26]] [["Messy. Does this blood come out? Or am I just purple now?" ->M27]]

Janus chimes in. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "True, but that one was probably as scared of you as you were of it." Oskar shakes his head. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Maybe lad, maybe. Don't change much, though. Still them or us." Oskar looks you up and down, then looks back at Janus. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Say, Janus, the lad looks a lot bloodier than you. What happened in there?" he asks, mouth full of food. Janus pauses for a moment. [[Study Janus -> M29]] [[Study Oskar -> M30]]

Oskar's brow raises in surprise, and a grin stretches across his face. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Oh, we got us a natural born fighter here! Guess that arm was made for a blade, now was it?" Janus chimes in. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Skill in a fight is useful to have, friend, but I'd be wary of overconfidence. Not every fight will be so easy. You may have found yourself without your sword, had I not found it for you. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Ah, let the lad have their victory, Janus. It's not every day someone wins their first fight." Oskar looks you up and down, then looks back at Janus. His brow furrows. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Say, Janus, the lad looks a lot bloodier than you. What happened in there?" he asks, mouth full of food. Janus pauses for a moment. [[Study Janus -> M29]] [[Study Oskar -> M30]]

Oskar's eyes widen. A smile breaks on his face. ''Oskar: ''"Your first kill, and you're worried about the blood? A right warrior you're shaping up to be! I'm afraid you'll 'ave to wait till we get to Veradain 'fore you can give those leathers a propper scrubbing." Oskar looks you up and down, then looks back at Janus. His brow furrows. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Say, Janus, the lad looks a fair bit bloodier than you. What happened in there?" he asks, mouth full of food. Janus pauses for a moment. [[Study Janus -> M29]] [[Study Oskar -> M30]]

You allow yourself to rest and recuperate for a while. Your first experience having to defend your own life has left you exhausted. You look at your two travelling companions. Oskar, with a slight smile of victorious satisfaction, sets to work fitting some of his remaining arrows with feathers. His fingers dance along the wooden shaft, fitting the feathers with practiced expertise. Janus, with a look of silent resolve, stares emptily into the smoldering cinders of the fire. He pulls whetstone from his pack, and begins working the edge of his sword. Less than a minute passes before Oskar breaks the silence. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "So...how big were they?" he asks, eager. [["Bigger than you, somehow." ->M22]] [["A bit smaller than me. Maybe five and a half feet." -> M23]] [["Not very large. I thought Raegodan were supposed to be bigger than men. ->M24]]

Janus seems to be staring at nothing. His mouth is drawn in a tight line, and he glances at between Oskar and the ground. You haven't known him for long, but it looks like he's concealing something. Janus finally speaks. His words are careful and deliberate. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "There were two. Our friend here dealt with one of them, and I dealt with the other." (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Aye but there ain't a speck of blood on ya, lad. None on your blade, neither." Janus stops chewing for a moment, glancing at Oskar. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "It ran away, Oskar." You watch Oskar's nostrils flair, and his eyes widen. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Damn it all, Janus! You let it get away!?" he shouts. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Its spirit broke the moment I got close, there wasn't any point in killing it." He speaks softly, not meeting Oskar's tone. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "No point in killing it, eh? It's a damn Spineback, Janus! They kill folk all the time! Hell, they were just trying to kill us. Is its life more valuable than mine? What about the lad's?" (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "It was beaten. It didn't pose any threat to you, or our friend here any more. Besides, they were small, probably young. They were only attacking out of desperation. We didn't need to kill them." (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "You don't know that, and it's foolish to err on their side. I've known Spineback packs to hunt men for days, no matter how many time you fend 'em off. They DON'T give up, Janus! Even if they were young as you said, their age don't make their arrows any less deadly." [["It's clear that those things are dangerous, Janus. You should have killed it, just to be safe."->M31]] [["Those Raegodan were small and terrified, Oskar. Janus was right to be merciful." -> M32]] [["Maybe Janus was right to spare the Raegodan, maybe not. All that matters is that we all make it to Veradain safely." ->M33]]

The older, rugged man is staring at Janus with an intensity that doesn't seem to fit his normally jolly demeanor. His brow line is tight, and he wears a look of suspicion. Janus finally speaks. His words are careful and deliberate. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "There were two. Our friend here dealt with one of them, and I dealt with the other." (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Aye but there ain't a speck of blood on ya, lad. None on your blade, neither." Janus stops chewing for a moment, glancing at Oskar. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "It ran away, Oskar." You watch Oskar's nostrils flair, and his eyes widen. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Damn it all, Janus! You let it get away!?" he shouts. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Its spirit broke the moment I got close, there wasn't any point in killing it." He speaks softly, not meeting Oskar's tone. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "No point in killing it, eh? It's a damn Spineback, Janus! They kill folk all the time! Hell, they were just trying to kill us. Is its life more valuable than mine? What about the lad's?" (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "It was beaten. It didn't pose any threat to you, or our friend here any more. Besides, they were small, probably young. They were only attacking out of desperation. We didn't need to kill them." (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "You don't know that, and it's foolish to err on their side. I've known Spineback packs to hunt men for days, no matter how many time you fend 'em off. They DON'T give up, Janus! Even if they were young as you said, their age don't make their arrows any less deadly." [["It's clear that those things are dangerous, Janus. You should have killed it, just to be safe."->M31]] [["Those Raegodan were small and terrified, Oskar. Janus was right to be merciful." -> M32]] [["Maybe Janus was right to spare the Raegodan, maybe not. All that matters is that we all make it to Veradain safely." ->M33]]

//Janus Didn't Like That// (set: $JanusR to ($JanusR - 1)) //Oskar Liked That// (set: $OskarR to ($OskarR + 1)) (if:$KilledFirstRaegodan is false)[Janus turns to you with confusion. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "You say this, yet you showed the other one mercy as well, did you not?" (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "The lad's new to all this Janus. Your first kill ain't easy. But you, you should know better."] Janus looks to Oskar, then back to you, his lips in a tight, restrained line. You see him think on his words before speaking. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "I will not apologize for not being as bloodthirsty as you. I won't kill if it isn't necessary." (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "It IS necessary, lad. You just ain' seein' it." he declares, with a finality that ends the argument." A tense silence falls over your camp. The singing of the birds and the rustling of the leaves sounds cacophonous to you in the absense of any conversation. [[Sit in silence->M34]]

//Janus Liked That// (set: $JanusR to ($JanusR + 1)) //Oskar Didn't Like That// (set: $OskarR to ($OskarR - 1)) Oskar glares at Janus, then points his anger towards you. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "You're new to this lad, so I'll give ya patience. But these types of warm and fuzzy choices don't do shit to keep ya safe. In war, it's the idealistic ones that die first." (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Then those men died with dignity." Oskar's eyes ignite with fury. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Nobody dies with dignity in war, boy!" he shouts, with a finality that ends the argument in its tracks. A tense silence falls over your camp. The singing of the birds and the rustling of the leaves sounds cacophonous to you in the absense of any conversation. [[Sit in silence->M34]]

Janus and Oskar break away from their argument to look at you, almost as though they'd forgotten you were there. Both of their expressions soften. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "You speak true friend. Getting to Veradain is the only reason we're even here." he says, resigning from the argument. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Aye, the lad's right. No telling what else is skulkin' 'round these parts. I'd rather get stung on my ass by a Hornfly than be in these Wilds any longer than I have to." A calm quiet falls over your camp. The singing of the birds and the rustling of the leaves sounds cacophonous to you in the absense of any conversation. [[Sit in silence->M34]]

A few minutes of awkward quiet follows. Finally, Janus breaks it, standing up and sheathing his sword (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "We should get moving." Oskar nods. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Aye, reckon we can cross a few more leagues today, so long as this meat don't disagree with me." He chuckles to himself for a moment. Oskar and Janus both get to work breaking camp and preparing to strike out on your journey once again. [[Help break camp ->M35]]

(if:visits is 1)[The three of you all gather up your supplies and materials, and put out what remains of the fire. Janus pulls out his compass to set your direction back towards the main trail. Oskar takes the lead, attentively keeping an eye on the surrounding foliage and resting his hand on the hilt of his sword. Janus follows close behind, studying the nature around you all with wide, awe-filled eyes. You all settle into a comfortable pace, though much less relaxed than before you all made camp. If Janus' planning is correct, you'll finish the journey to Veradain on the morrow. For now, there isn't much more to do than walk.] [[Speak with Janus ->M36]] [[Speak with Oskar ->M49]] [[Continue on your travels ->M62]]

(text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Oh, I'm just a traveler, like yourself." he says, casually. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "I'm actually from Veradain, so this little journey here is a bit of a homecoming for me. I'm training to become a guard there, but I decided I'd like to spend some time exploring the world before settling into that routine." [["Ugh, I hate guards. All the ones I've ever met were pigs." -> M40]] [["Keeping the peace; as honest a job as any." ->M41]] [["Ah yes, quite the insightful journey. Trees, trees, murderous Raegodan, and more trees." -> M42]]

//Janus Didn't Like That// (set: $JanusR to ($JanusR - 1)) Janus pauses for a moment, caught off guard by your frankness. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Guards keep people safe, friend. They are necessary in this dangerous world, even if you don't like them. Now, was there anything else?" [["Yes, actually...->M36]] [["No, that's all. ->M35]]

Janus lets out a small, amused exhale. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "I'll admit, this journey in particular may be unimpressive, but it is not representative of my travels. I've seen the massive Criewood trees nearby Thurgon, the Crater of Wrath down by Priajin, and I've even sailed from Irragin down to Zleforia." He speaks with wonder, reliving the experiences as he speaks them. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "All truly wondrous journeys, indeed. The world has more beauty to offer than you may think." Janus pauses. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "What about you, friend? Why did you want to join up with Oskar and I to go to Veradain? Are you fleeing The Clash?" [["I grew up farming, like you. My mother taught me to use a sword once the war started getting close, and she sent me off to Veradain once it got even closer. ->M114]] [["I'm going to Veradain to enlist. Terra Ire needs new recruits, and I've taught myself a lot with the sword already. ->M115]] [["I've got nobody left in Thurgon. Everyone in my family either left for war or passed from illness. I hear Veradain has actual opportunity." ->M116]]

//Janus Liked That// (set: $JanusR to ($JanusR + 1)) A smile crosses Janus' face as he turns to you. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "I most certainly agree, friend. I hope to be able to protect the people of Veradain from those that would seek to do them harm. I just hope it's more than night watch duty." Janus pauses. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "What about you, friend? Why did you want to join up with Oskar and I to go to Veradain? Are you fleeing The Clash?" [["I grew up farming, like you. My mother taught me to use a sword once the war started getting close, and she sent me off to Veradain once it got even closer. ->M114]] [["I'm going to Veradain to enlist. Terra Ire needs new recruits, and I've taught myself a lot with the sword already. ->M115]] [["I've got nobody left in Thurgon. Everyone in my family either left for war or passed from illness. I hear Veradain has actual opportunity." ->M116]]

Janus looks down, seemingly gathering his thoughts. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "I try to avoid killing where I can." he starts, speaking earnestly. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "I'm training to become a guard, and all of my mentors say that the best guards are not the ones with the most skill with a blade, but those with the wisdom not to draw one. That Raegodan was young, desperate, and scared. Killing it wouldn't have been right." (if:$KilledFirstRaegodan is true)[[["I suppose they're just trying to survive, like us. I regret slaying the one I fought."->M43]]] (if:$KilledFirstRaegodan is false)[[["I suppose they're just trying to survive, like us. I'm glad that I spared the one I fought, despite what Oskar says ->M166]]] [["It's not a matter of right or wrong, Janus. Oskar said it himself, it's kill or be killed out here in the Wilds.->M44]] [[''To be honest, I'm not sure what to think. You say it was wrong, Oskar says it was necessary, and all of this is so new to me." -> M45]]

//Janus Didn't Like That// (set: $JanusR to ($JanusR - 1)) Janus lets out a defeated sigh. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Oskar has his perspective, and I have mine. I only hope that I can stop you two from any further unnecessary killing. Now, is there anything else?" [["Yes, actually...->M36]] [["No, that's all. ->M35]]

//Janus Liked That// (set: $JanusR to ($JanusR + 1)) Janus rests a hand on your soldier as you walk, turning to you. His expression softens (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "It's okay, friend. Your first real fight, and you acted on instinct. I wish you'd stayed your hand, but don't dwell on it too long. There'll be more opportunities to make it up. Now, did you want to talk about anything else? " [["Yes, actually...->M36]] [["No, that's all. ->M35]]

Janus' eyes soften. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "I understand friend. It's a bit new for you to have to struggle with these kinds of problems. I hope you choose well. Now, did you want to discuss anything else?" [["Yes, actually...->M36]] [["No, that's all. ->M35]]

(if:visits is 1)[(if:$JanusR < 9)[You approach Janus and walk beside him. He glances at you.] (if:$JanusR > 12)[You approach Janus and walk beside him. He turns to you, smiling. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Well met, friend. Something I can help you with?" His words are formal, yet friendly.]] (if:(history: where its name contains "M39")'s length is 0)[[["Tell me about you Janus. Why are you here, on this trek?"->M39]]] (if:(history: where its name contains "M37")'s length is 0)[[["Why were you so adamant about sparing that Raegodan back there?" ->M37]]] (if:(history: where its name contains "M38")'s length is 0)[[["You seem very focused on the wildlife and foliage around here. Why is that?" ->M38]]] [["No, nothing else." ->M35]]

Janus' eyes perk up. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Why, because it's all so beautiful, friend!" he says, excitedly. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "The natural world is full of so much inherent magic, and not the kind that mages practice. I find everything that the world naturally produces to be quite fascinating." [["Everything? Really? Do you stand by that when a spider crawls in your boot?" ->M46]] [["The world produces plenty of foul things naturally, Janus. Some of them just tried to kill us not too long ago." -> M47]] [["As do I. I want to see more of the world after we get to Veradain." ->M48]]

Janus chuckles. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "I'd like to say yes, but I can be a bit jumpy. Perhaps I'd kill the poor thing in a panic. Now, was there anything else you wanted to talk about?" [["Yes, actually...->M36]] [["No, that's all. ->M35]]

//Janus Didn't Like That// (set: $JanusR to ($JanusR - 1)) Janus looks at you with exasperation. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Raegodan aren't foul, friend. They're not so different from us. It is only the unfortunate nature of our circumstances that puts them at odds with us. Now, was there something else?" [["Yes, actually...->M36]] [["No, that's all. ->M35]]

//Janus Liked That// (set: $JanusR to ($JanusR + 1)) Janus gives you a beaming smile. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "You should, friend! I've travelled much myself, and there is no shortage of interesting life to see. You've got all the time in the world to settle down into a routince, but not nearly as much time to explore. Now, did you want to talk about anything else?" [["Yes, actually...->M36]] [["No, that's all. ->M35]]

(if:visits is 1)[(if:$OskarR > 9)[You walk up to Oskar. He seems lost in thought, looking at the ground. When he notices you approach, he gives you a big, bushy smile and clasps your shoulder. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Your feet 'bout ready to fall off yet lad? Bah, you'll be alright, you're a strong one. Somethin' you wanted to ask an old man?"] (if:$OskarR < 10)[You walk up to Oskar. He seems lost in thought, looking at the ground. When he notices you approach, he gives you a curt nod. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Colder than a merman's ballsack out here. You need somethin', lad?"]] (if:(history: where its name contains "M50")'s length is 0)[[["Tell me about you, Oskar. Why are you going to Veradain?" ->M50]]] (if:(history: where its name contains "M51")'s length is 0)[[["You seem to hate Raegodan quite a lot, Oskar. Why?" ->M51]]] (if:(history: where its name contains "M52")'s length is 0)[[["You fought in The Clash, right? What was that like?" ->M52]]] [["No, nothing else." ->M35]]

Oskar seems a bit caught off guard by the question. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Other than my smell and my appetite, there ain't much remarkable about me, lad. The town we left from, Thurgon, 'twas my home. Tended some cattle, married a woman that shone on me like a sunrise, and made some smelly, hungry babes." A beaming smile crosses his face. He pauses for a moment, and his smile fades. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "When The Clash started, I left home to fight, like most men. My lady moved 'erself and our little ones to Veradain, seeing as Thurgon wasn't safe no more. Been years since I seen 'em. But that'll change soon." [["You left your family behind? To fend for themselves? What, were you just chasing glory?" ->M53]] [["That must have been difficult. I'm glad you're getting to see them again." ->M54]] [["As a man with experience in both, tell me: are there more pigs in war? Or on a farm?" ->M55]]

Oskar's brow furrows with determination. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Cause they're right bastards, that's why! They'll kill us for our steel and bread without a second thought, you saw it!" He takes a moment to calm himself, before continuing. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "I know this killing business ain't easy to get into, but if I've learned one thing from war, it's that you gotta get used to it, fast. I get where Janus is coming from, lad, what with wanting to spare 'em. But I've seen men lose their lives for lesser mercies than Janus', and his life ain't the only one at stake. Them Spinebacks won't hesitate to cut us down, so we can't hesitate neither." [["I get that we have to defend ourselves, but you're being cruel. If we can avoid killing them, we should." ->M56]](if:$KilledFirstRaegodan is false)[[["I understand. We have to do what we have to do to survive. I should have killed the one I fought earlier." ->M57]]] (if:$KilledFirstRaegodan is true)[[["I understand. We have to do what we have to do to survive. I'm glad I ended the one I fought earlier." ->M57]]] [["I don't know. I didn't think I'd have to be dealing with all these questions so soon." ->M58]]

Oskar pauses for a moment, staring at his feet as he walks. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Aye, I fought. Nasty business, and not worth the blood, nor the moons away from my family." For a moment, he seems lost in haunted memory, before snapping back to the conversation. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Met good folk, though. Some of 'em even made it back home. My buddy Jasper once held a gate at Fort Thuridia agains the Zaklukians for three hours! And Arthur, he'd sing us songs round the the flame every night. All fairness, most of them were a bit inappropriate, even for me..." Oskar trails off, lost in thought. [["Not worth the blood? Isn't that what war is all about?" ->M59]] [["Going off to fight like that takes bravery, Oskar. You should be proud of it."->M60]] [["Got any other good war stories?" ->M61]]

//Oskar Didn't Like That// (set: $OskarR to ($OskarR - 1)) Oskar's eyes darken. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "You don't know half so much as you think, lad. I left cause I thought it was the right thing to do. Whether it was, well, who's to say now? I'd wager 'gainst it being you. Now, there anything else?" [["Yes, actually...->M49]] [["No, that's all. ->M35]]

//Oskar Liked That// (set: $OskarR to ($OskarR + 1)) Oskar gives you an earnest look that pierces through his grubby exterior. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Aye, it was. But it's ending soon. Before long I'll have my feet up by the fire with a mug of mead in one hand and my lady in the other." He pauses. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "What 'bout you lad? What brought you to joining up with us two on this trip? Wanting to get away from The Clash, too?" [["I grew up farming, like you. My mother taught me to use a sword once the war started getting close, and she sent me off to Veradain once it got even closer. ->M113]] [["I'm going to Veradain to enlist. Terra Ire needs new recruits, and I've taught myself a lot with the sword already. ->M111]] [["I've got nobody left in Thurgon. Everyone in my family either left for war or passed from illness. I hear Veradain has actual opportunity." ->M112]]

Oskar burst out in laughter. You see Janus look over at you two, confused. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "BHAHahahah!! My stars, you're a right witty one lad! It's war, and not a doubt of it. The swine at war gobble up their master's shite quicker than any pig on any farm." His laughter finally dies down. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "What about you lad? What brought you to joining up with us two on this trip? Wanting to get away from The Clash?" [["I grew up farming, like you. My mother taught me to use a sword once the war started getting close, and she sent me off to Veradain once it got even closer. ->M113]] [["I'm going to Veradain to enlist. Terra Ire needs new recruits, and I've taught myself a lot with the sword already. ->M111]] [["I've got nobody left in Thurgon. Everyone in my family either left for war or passed from illness. I hear Veradain has actual opportunity." ->M112]]

//Oskar Didn't Like That// (set: $OskarR to ($OskarR - 1)) A fire ignites in Oskar's eyes. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Cruel!? You think they're makin any attempts to spare us? Lad, yer gonna have to leave those principles of yours behind in the Wilds. They ain't suited to survive out here. Now, was that it?" [["Yes, actually...->M49]] [["No, that's all. ->M35]]

//Oskar Liked That// (set: $OskarR to ($OskarR + 1)) (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "I'm glad you understand, lad. Most greenies take a bit longer than they should to come to terms with the shit-river that this world can be. Now, anything else yer feelin' compelled to discuss?" [["Yes, actually...->M49]] [["No, that's all. ->M35]]

Oskar nods with understanding familiarity. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Aye lad, these questions seem tough at first, but ya gotta be realistic. Your morals are yours to decide, but try to remember which ones'll protect you from a knife to the heart. Now, was there anything else you'd like to bend my ear about?" [["Yes, actually...->M49]] [["No, that's all. ->M35]]

Oskar looks at you with confusion. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Winds above, lad, no! Well, it shouldn't be. War was hell, and I the only bits I remember fondly are the folks I got to share mead and stories with. Now anything else ya wanna talk about to fill the time?" [["Yes, actually...->M49]] [["No, that's all. ->M35]]

//Oskar Liked That// (set: $OskarR to ($OskarR + 1)) (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "I appreciate ya sayin' that, lad. I am proud of it, but I wish I hadn't gone. The farmer's life is safer for my lady and little ones, and, if we're being honest, more important. Now, did ya wanna talk about somethin else?" [["Yes, actually...->M49]] [["No, that's all. ->M35]]

Oskar's eyes light up, and he forms a beaming smile. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "More than you can imagine, lad! Another old friend of mine, Bjorn. Liked causing mischief at camp, gave us a right show for supper most nights. One night, he snuck into the lieutenant's tent and stole his uniform while he slept. Went round camp givin the men on patrol strange orders, seeing as they couldn't tell it weren't the lieutenant in the dark. Telling 'em to march with their spears upside down, telling em to turn their jackets inside out. Even got one of em to go into the lieutenants tent to nab something, and the poor sod woke up the actual lieutenant! Best part, Bjorn got caught, the lad snuck the uniform back into the lieutenant's trunk the next night. Good times..... Winds, I'd best take care or I'll talk all day. Was there anything else, lad?" [["Yes, actually...->M49]] [["No, that's all. ->M35]]

The three of you travel on foot through the gloomy woodland for hours. The path is so level and uniform that you begin to feel like you're going in circles. Despite it being the middle of the day, the near impenetrable canopy casts a dark glow on the forest path. As it approaches the early evening, you begin to hear the sounds of running water up ahead. Janus speaks up. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "We're coming up on the Loreth River." (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "That we are, Janus. Once we'r across, we'll officially be on the ass-end of this journey, eh lads?" [["Thank the Winds, the end of this can't come soon enough." ->M64]] [["Already? But so little has happened, I was expecting more." ->M63]] [["A river? I was beginning to think that trees and brush was all the world had to offer." ->M65]]

''Oskar: ''"Oh, save your tears lad. There's plenty left to go, and plenty more enemies to wet your blade against after this is all over." You and your allies continue on, the sound of rushing water becoming louder and louder. For the first time in hours, the canopy breaks and sunlight beams down on you. You see a wide, slow river with a stone bridge spanning across it. Across the bridge, to the right, a tall cliff towers over the bridge and the water below. Before Oskar can set foot on the bridge, Janus speaks up. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Stop, Oskar. There's another bridge, a small one, about a mile north. We should take that one across." (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Aye? And why's that?" (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "There were outlaws staked out on the other side of the bridge when I came to Thurgon, waiting to pounce on anyone that came through. The cliff to the side makes it difficult to escape. I took the other bridge, and went unaccosted. That was months ago, but it's not a risk worth taking." (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Looks who's talking about 'risks worth taking' now, eh?" (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "This is different, Oskar. We aren't talking about killing someone, just an extra hour or so of travel." (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Bah, fine. We'll take your way, but if my knees give while climbing 'round that cliff, it's on you." Janus strikes off to the right of the bridge on a smaller, almost indistinct path. Oskar follows. [[Follow Janus ->M66]]

(text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Don't worry, friend. If you stay vigilant, you'll be asleep in a real bed before you know it." You and your allies continue on, the sound of rushing water becoming louder and louder. For the first time in hours, the canopy breaks and sunlight beams down on you. You see a wide, slow river with a stone bridge spanning across it. Across the bridge, to the right, a tall cliff towers over the bridge and the water below. Before Oskar can set foot on the bridge, Janus speaks up. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Stop, Oskar. There's another bridge, a small one, about a mile north. We should take that one across." (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Aye? And why's that?" (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "There were outlaws staked out on the other side of the bridge when I came to Thurgon, waiting to pounce on anyone that came through. The cliff to the side makes it difficult to escape. I took the other bridge, and went unaccosted. That was months ago, but it's not a risk worth taking." (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Looks who's talking about 'risks worth taking' now, eh?" (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "This is different, Oskar. We aren't talking about killing someone, just an extra hour or so of travel." (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Bah, fine. We'll take your way, but if my knees give while climbing 'round that cliff, it's on you." Janus strikes off to the right of the bridge on a smaller, almost indistinct path. Oskar follows. [[Follow Janus ->M66]]

(text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "This forest is beautiful, but I understand your readiness to leave it behind." ''Oskar: ''"Aye, I been ready for open fields since I stepped in elkshit yesterday." You and your allies continue on, the sound of rushing water becoming louder and louder. For the first time in hours, the canopy breaks and sunlight beams down on you. You see a wide, slow river with a stone bridge spanning across it. Across the bridge, to the right, a tall cliff towers over the bridge and the water below. Before Oskar can set foot on the bridge, Janus speaks up. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Stop, Oskar. There's another bridge, a small one, about a mile north. We should take that one across." (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Aye? And why's that?" (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "There were outlaws staked out on the other side of the bridge when I came to Thurgon, waiting to pounce on anyone that came through. The cliff face to the side makes it difficult to escape. I took the other bridge, and went unaccosted. That was months ago, but it's not a risk worth taking." (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Looks who's talking about 'risks worth taking' now, eh?" (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "This is different, Oskar. We aren't talking about killing someone, just an extra hour or so of travel." (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Bah, fine. We'll take your way, but if my knees give while climbing 'round that cliff, it's on you." Janus strikes off to the right of the bridge on a smaller, almost indistinct path. Oskar follows. [[Follow Janus ->M66]]

The three of you strike out on the smaller path, heading upstream of the river. It settles into evening time, and you all begin to snack on more dry rations while you walk. After a short time, the path dips down right onto the river bed. A boat sits on the riverbed, pulled up into the mud and tied to a large branch. Oskar grins, and laughs triumphantly. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "HaHAH! Lucky us, lads. We might not lose so much time on this detour as I thought." (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "We can't take that, Oskar. It's not ours." (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "I doubt it's anybody's. Look at the moss growing on it. Civilized folk don't live round these woods no more, someone probably just left it behind while travelling once they didn't need it no more." (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "You don't know that. This boat could be someone's only way to get past an ambush on the other side of the bridge. We'd be stranding them." (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "There might not even BE an ambush on the other side of the bridge, boy. We'll still be goin' 'round, just saving us some achey joints by not going all the way 'round." [["Let's take the boat. It's been a long day, we could use a break." ->M68]] [["We should take the other bridge across. It's not much longer, and we won't be messing with anyone's stuff." ->M69]]

//Janus Didn't Like That// (set: $JanusR to ($JanusR - 1)) Janus looks between you and Oskar, defeated. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Fine, as long as we tie up the boat on the other side." (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Aye, we'll tie it up. Don't worry so much, boy." You all load into the boat, Oskar taking the oar. He pushes off, and you all float into the middle of the river. Janus keeps looking around, and fidgeting with his hands. The daytime sounds of the forest gradually fade away, as you set down on the other side of the river. Janus directs you upstream, looking to relocate the small trail. He finds it, and you all begin to hike up and around the large cliff on this side of the river, aiming to reconnect with the main path. (if:$KilledFirstRaegodan is false)[[[Hike up the cliff ->M70]]] (if:$KilledFirstRaegodan is true)[[[Hike up the cliff ->M118]]]

//Oskar Didn't Like That// (set: $OskarR to ($OskarR - 1)) Oskar grinds his teeth, before throwing up his hands in exasperation. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "BAh, fine, we can go the long way. No point in it anyway..." Oskar continues grumbling, heading off down the path. You and Janus look at each other for a moment, before following behind. After a short while, you all reach a small, wooden rope bridge that crosses the river at a narrow point. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "This is the bridge I crossed when I came to Thurgon. It doesn't look like much, but I promise you, it's stronger than it looks." (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "It better be. I'm not quite as small 'n pretty as you, Janus." Janus crosses first, comfortably. Oskar crosses next, being extremely delicate with each step. Finally, you step onto the bridge. Each plank creaks beneath your weight, but holds strong. The subtle swaying of the bridge in the wind racks your nerves, but you manage to cross unscathed. The three of you gather yourselves, then begin your hike up and around the cliff to return to the main path. (if:$KilledFirstRaegodan is false)[[[Hike up the cliff ->M70]]] (if:$KilledFirstRaegodan is true)[[[Hike up the cliff ->M118]]]

The three of you begin hiking up the cliff. The climb is slow, with several small cutbacks. Oskar continuously complains about his knees, though Janus seems eager to get closer to the top. After another few minutes, the three of you wrap around to the other side of the cliff, standing on a small ridge that overlooks the stone bride that connects the main path on either side of the Loreth River. Janus looks out over the forest, eyes thirstily drinking up the view. You are just high enough to see over the canopy. The slowly setting sun casts a beautiful amber glow over the rolling hills of swaying leaves. Oskar speaks, snapping you and Janus out of the entrancing view. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Look." Oskar points down, towards the far side of the river. You watch as a pair of Raegodan emerge from the forest, and begin to cross the bridge. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Winds, it's starting to feel like the whole forest is crawling with the bastards. Must be a hive nearby." (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "True, this could be their home." As they get closer, you begin to make out greater detail. One of them has bandages wrapped around its torso, stained purple with blood. In the side of its head is a piercing of ringed steel. The realization hits you; this is the same creature you crossed blades with mere hours before. You turn to Janus. He bears a similar recognition on his face. Oskar turns to you both, eyes darting between you. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Something the matter, lads? They can't see us up here." [["Those are the ones we fought earlier, Oskar." ->M119]] [["Nothing, just nerves." (Lie) -> M120]]

//Janus Didn't Like That// (set: $JanusR to ($JanusR - 1)) //Oskar Liked That// (set: $OskarR to ($OskarR + 1)) Janus takes a deep breath, then gives you a stare. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Fine, we can fight them. But we should just try to scare them off." (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "You do as you wish, lad. My experience, monsters don't stop fighting 'till they drop." The three of you slowly descend the other side of the cliff. You approach the path, and Oskar points out the locations of the Raegodan. Three in total, tucked behind trees and boulders in order to be invisible from the bridge. From the other side, their locations are clear as day. You all inch closer. The Raegodans' hands are not even on their weapons; it is clear that they expect to see their targets coming well in advance. The three of you get as close as is safe, then Oskar signals for you to stop. He points and assigns a Raegodan to each of you, as you slowly and silently draw your blade from its sheath. He gives you the one closest to the bridge. Oskar gives you an expectant nod. You nod back, and so does Janus, albeit reluctantly. Oskar slowly stands up, then breaks off in a sprint at the closest Raegodan, hollering at the top of his lungs. Janus launches forward right after, running towards the furthest Raegodan, blade in hand. Their heads whip around with eyes wide, and they start to frantically grab for their weapons, yelling to each other in their tongue. [[Charge ->M73]]

//Oskar Didn't Like That// (set: $OskarR to ($OskarR - 1)) //Janus Liked That// (set: $JanusR to ($JanusR + 1)) (set: $KilledSecondRaegodan to false) Oskar looks at you with shock. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "What, and kick the can down the road for someone else? Let some poor mother and her kids deal with 'em instead? You've got some warped morals, the both of you! I'll do it myself if I have to!" Oskar rises to his feet, and draws his sword from his sheath. He steps forward to move past you and Janus. You see Janus' hand whip to his side and grab hold of his sword hilt. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Stop." Oskar stops moving. He looks down at Janus' hand, with fire in his eyes. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Or what? You gonna fight me, boy?" Janus draws his sword. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "If you force me to." Oskar takes a step back. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "You'd draw steel to protect a bunch of Spinebacks? You really are a foolish boy." (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Think what you will of me, Oskar. I'm doing what I believe is right. I won't have any more blood be spilled. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "You don't get it, do you? Someone's gonna need to cross that bridge sooner or later, probably sooner with The Clash gettin' closer. Those Spinebacks will cut 'em down without a second thought. Blood WILL be spilled, Janus. The only choice left is whether it's gonna be violet, or crimson!" (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Don't be false, Oskar. You hate the their kind, we all know it. I don't think this is about protection. I think you just like killing Raegodan. Even if not, I won't let you murder them just for the chance to save lives later." [["Just fight already, it's clear that neither of you will bend."->M170]] [["Please, put the swords away. There has to be some way for you to compromise."->M171]] [[Say nothing->M172]]

You grip your blade tight, then break off towards the Raegodan by the bridge. It snarls, and manages to find its short blade of bone just before you close in. This one seems even smaller than the one you fought before, though its eyes show ferocity. It steps back onto the bridge as you get close. Once you are close enough to cross blades, it stands with its back to the side of the bridge. [[Scream at the Raegodan in an attempt to scare it away. ->M74]] [[Begin attacking the Raegodan with your sword. ->M75]]

You raise your blade high and scream at the Raegodan. Its tenacity shifts to fear as it starts to backpeddle. It approaches the edge of the bridge in its attempts to get away, and looks behind itself a moment too late. It loses its balance, screams, and slips off the edge of the bridge, plummetting into the water below. You look over the edge, and see the creature disappear into the current. The fight is over before having even begun. None of your practice duels ever ended like this. You turn back to towards the other Raegodan. You see Oskar standing over the body of one, and see Janus swing his fist at the other, knocking it out cold. [[Regroup with Oskar and Janus ->M76]]

You swing your sword at the Raegodan, taking advantage of your superior reach. It manages to block your attacks with its own blade, but every collision sends shards of bone spewing in all directions. Its tenacity wanes as it starts to backpeddle. It approaches the edge of the bridge in its attempts to get away, and looks behind itself a moment too late. It loses its balance, and slips off the edge of the bridge, plummetting into the water below. You look over the edge, and see the creature disappear into the current. The fight is over before having even begun. None of your practice duels ever ended like this. You turn back to towards the other Raegodan. You see Oskar standing over the body of one, wiping his sword clean. You seeJanus swing his fist at the other, knocking it out cold. [[Regroup with Oskar and Janus ->M76]]

You walk back towards Oskar and Janus, exhaustion entering your body as the adrenaline fades. Janus stands over the unconscious Raegodan. It seems slightly larger than the others, with a large uncut gem dangling from a piercing in its snout. Oskar walks over, wiping purple blood off of his blade. Oskar looks to you. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Well, seems like that one wanted to take a swim, eh? Sometimes, when yer lucky, the deed does itself." Oskar turns to Janus. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Well? What're ya waiting for, Janus? You won't get a better chance than this. Cut its throat, we've gotta get moving and make camp soon." (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Winds, Oskar, I'm not going to kill it. It's defeated, we can leave it here. I don't imagine it'll want to come back to this bridge anytime soon." Oskar's eyes light up with fury. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Not this SHITE with you again! How many Spinebacks need to draw blades against you before you'll do what needs to be done? It's not a threat now, but it knows where we are, and it knows we got full packs of food and good steel. The moment it comes to, it'll be off home to gather some bigger friends to hunt us down. They're clearly desperate enough." (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Exactly, Oskar! They're desperate! We don't owe them our supplies, but surely you've been in their position of desperation when you were at war. Have some compassion for them and leave this one be. Its mother will be glad to see it, and I'm sure it'll look for food somewhere else next time. We've done our job. The world won't get any brighter with it dead." (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "You've got smoke in your head, boy. You need to be realistic about these kinds of things." (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Some things are more important than being 'realistic', Oskar." Janus looks to you. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "You've been quiet, friend. What say you? [["Oskar is right, we can't risk it coming back with backup." (Let Oskar kill the Raegodan)->M77]] [["Janus is right. We've done what you've wanted, Oskar. I seriously doubt it'll ever come back here." (Leave the Raegodan)->M78]]

//Janus Hated That// (set: $JanusR to ($JanusR - 3)) //Oskar Liked That// (set: $OskarR to ($OskarR + 1)) (set: $KilledSecondRaegodan to true) Oskar looks at you with appreciation, though Janus glares at you with hurt surprise. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "See? The lad gets it. I'll spare you havin' to do it yourself, Janus." Oskar begins to approach the Raegodan. You see Janus staring at him with intensity. As he gets close, Janus' grip tightens on his blade. Oskar notices, and stops moving. The two stare at each other, not moving, eyes locked. After a seemingly eternal few seconds, Janus' grip loosens, and he storms off ahead. Oskar shakes his head, then crouches down and quickly cuts the Raegodan's throat. Purple blood spurts up, but the creature dies almost immediately. Oskar looks to you. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "He's a good lad, Janus. Just got a lot to learn. Come, lad, let's find somewhere to rest our feet for the night." [[Follow Oskar ->M79]]

//Janus Liked That// (set: $JanusR to ($JanusR + 1)) //Oskar Hated That// (set: $OskarR to ($OskarR - 3)) (set: $KilledSecondRaegodan to false) Janus looks at you with appreciation, though Oskar stares at you with baffled, angry surprise. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Our friend agrees with me, Oskar. We leave it." Oskar's eyes widen even further. He takes an aggressive step forward, towards the Raegodan. You see Janus' grip on his blade tighten in response. Oskar notices, and stops moving. The two stare at each other, not moving, eyes locked. After a seemingly eternal few seconds, Oskar turns and storms off ahead, grumbling to himself. Janus' grip loosens and his shoulders drop. He reaches into his pack, pulls out a few pieces of bread, and sets them on the Raegodan's chest (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Oskar's a good man, just stuck in old ways of thinking. I hope he'll come around. Come, let's find somewhere to make camp." [[Follow Janus ->M79]]

After striking ahead for a bit, you notice a small groove in the side of a hill a few miles from the bridge, mostly out of sight. You inform Oskar and Janus, and the three of you begin to make camp. The sounds of frogs and crickets seem cacophonous in the absence of any conversation. You find both Oskar and Janus glancing at each other frequently while setting up the tent covering and rolling out their bed rolls. After setting camp, you all settle down to eat more of the same tasteless rations you've been sustaining on the last few days; you don't dare to make a fire. The discomforting silence continues. Neither Oskar, nor Janus make any attempt to break it. [["So, Oskar, what're you looking forward to the most in Veradain?" ->M80]] [["So, Janus, what're you looking forward to the most in Verdain?"->M81]] [[Remain silent ->M82]]

Oskar looks up from his food, seemingly suprised to be spoken to. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Well, probably putting something other than crusty bread down my gullet!" He waves his piece of bread, a half-hearted smile crossing his face as he looks between you and Janus. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "I'm just taking the piss, lad. I'd say I'm most ready to hold my lady tight again, and see just how big my little monsters have gotten. Though, a nice hot meal is a close second." He pauses. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "What of you, lad? What's it yer lookin' ahead to?" [["I have family in town that I haven't seen in years. I can't wait to see them." ->M151]] [["Drink, and a lot of it. Gotta wash out all the dangers and worries of this journey." ->M152]] [["Not having to be so on guard all the time. I didn't realize how much I took city living for granted." ->M153]]

Janus looks up from his food, seemingly suprised to be spoken to. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Well, friend, there are many small comforts that I am ready to enjoy once again. A decent cooked meal, a proper bed, a bath. Thought, I suppose that's not really what you're asking. I'm most looking forward to enrolling in the guard. I've been out travelling and training to be able to protect people as best as I can. I'm ready to put that to good use." He pauses. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "What about you, friend? What are you most looking forward to after we arrive?" [["I have family in town that I haven't seen in years. I can't wait to see them." ->M151]] [["Drink, and a lot of it. Gotta wash out all the dangers and worries of this journey." ->M152]] [["Not having to be so on guard all the time. I didn't realize how much I took city living for granted." ->M153]]

The silence continues as you all slowly eat your food. The tension from earlier slowly dissipates, and you begin to find actual calm. After another few minutes, Oskar speaks up, breaking the silence. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Right, lads. We'd best be turning in. This old man needs his beauty sleep." (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "You're right, we should go to sleep. One more day of travel tomorrow." The three of you all lie down on your bed rolls, the night sounds of the forest taking over. A gentle rain begins, pattering against the tent cover, and the ground in front of the groove. Moments after lying down, you feel the exertion of the day's travel seep into your body. Your feet and legs ache, and your mind wanders to the challenges of the day, and the decisions that you have made. (if:$KilledSecondRaegodan is true)[[[Sleep ->M83]]] (if:$KilledSecondRaegodan is false)[[[Sleep ->M84]]]

You close your eyes, and let sleep take you. You find your mind replaying the day's events in dreams; the Raegodan, the bridge, the arguments. You feel a hand on your mouth. You quickly awaken, leaving your dreams behind and returning to reality. Your eyes open to the sight of Janus above you, his hand on your mouth, and a finger in front of his face, signalling for you to be quiet. Once Janus sees you understand, he removes his hand from your mouth, and allows you to get up. You see Oskar awake as well, trying to silently restring his bow, looking out into the trees for any sign of movement. Janus quietly draws his sword, and signals for you to do so as well. You cannot see whatever Oskar and Janus have noticed, but you hear what sounds like footsteps in the foliage nearby. Oskar finishes restringing the bow, and signals for you and Janus to come close. He opens his mouth to speak, but stops himself and points out to the trees. Following the direction, you see bits of sparkling red among the darkness, reflecting the moonlight. Oskar whispers. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Spinebacks. Can't tell how many. We've got seconds 'fore they notice us, I'll shoot one, then we charge. Understand?" Janus' pauses, but then nods in agreement. Oskar knocks an arrow, and draws back. You tighten your grip on your blade and prepare to charge. The footsteps get closer, the specks of reflective red grow in number, and you begin to make out shapes in the forest. Large shapes. You hear Oskar exhale, and then release the arrow. It shoots into the trees, connecting with a punctual thud. You hear a sharp yelp from the trees, followed by an erupting roar. //"KashNIKALAA!!!"// The shadowy shapes begin barrelling in your direction. Janus launches forward to meet them, and you follow close behind. Behind you, you see Oskar drop his bow and draw his sword, following behind. As the shapes emerge from the trees, you see three large Raegodan, much larger than the others you've fought today. They all carry iron blades. Rusted, but still deadly. With them is another, smaller Raegodan, wielding a bone blade. They charge towards you with brutal ferocity, weapons raised. [[Fight ->M85]]

(set: $OskarLived to true) (set: $JanusLived to true) You close your eyes, and let sleep take you. You find your mind replaying the day's events in dreams; the Raegodan, the bridge, the arguments. It feels like only moments, but when your eyes finally open, sun streams down on you from breaks in the canopy above. You sit up, and see Janus rolling up his bedroll. Oskar is chewing on dried meat, cursing to himself under his breath as he tries to collapse down the tent covering. You slowly rise, and get to work helping them break camp. After a few days of working together, the work goes by easy. As you finish, you notice a big grin on Oskar's face. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Last day, lads. We'll be sipping ale in Veradain 'fore the day is done." (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "True. I think I'll go straight to the barracks and enroll." (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Oh, don't be in such a rush, lad. Travel is tiring work, have a few drinks." The three of you set out towards the main path. Your feet and legs still ache from the days of marching, but you feel revitalized for the final leg of the journey. [[Continue on->M117]]

The three large Raegodan engage Oskar and Janus. They don't seem at all surprised to find you here. The smaller one closes in on you. You notice a familiar gem dangling from the creature's snout. The one you left behind at the bridge, returned. Unlike the others that you have fought, this one wastes no time and goes on a brutal offensive, swinging at you with fury, and screaming incoherently. [[Parry the creature's attacks ->M86]] [[Dodge the creature's attacks ->M87]]

You raise your blade, redirecting the creature's forceful and haphazard swings. In blocking a swing, the impact knocks your own weapon back towards you, cutting into your shoulder. However, you manage to fully redirect all of the Raegodan's other blows. With every failed attack, the Raegodan's attacks become even more powerful and desperate, leaving increasingly large windows of counterattack. (if:$KilledFirstRaegodan is true)[[[Go for the head ->M88]] [[Go for the chest ->M89]]] (if:$KilledFirstRaegodan is false)[[[Go for the head ->M123]] [[Go for the chest ->M123]]]

You dance around the arcing iron, causing almost every blow to miss entirely. It does manage to catch you in the side with a glancing blow, which ignites your torso in pain, but all other attacks meet only air. With every failed attack, the Raegodan's attacks become even more powerful and desperate, leaving increasingly large windows of counterattack. [[Go for the head ->M88]] [[Go for the chest ->M89]]

The creature seems fueled by a rage that stops it from slowing down. Its ferocious assault leaves openings, however. After a powerful overhead slam from the Raegodan, you whip around and arc your blade towards the creature. It catches it in the neck, nearly separating the head entirely. The creature drops in an instant, leaving you covered in violet blood. You catch your breath for just a moment, before turning to Janus and Oskar. You see the body of one of the larger Raegodan on the ground, though the other two close in on Oskar and Janus, having successfully separated the two. Both of them are covered in red and purple blood alike. Janus holds his sword in one hand, and his other hangs limp. Oskar steps back, limping and wincing with every step. Both of them seem to barely be surviving the attacks, while their opponents seem nearly unharmed. Both require your aid. [[Save Janus ->M90]] [[Save Oskar ->M91]]

The creature seems fueled by a rage that stops it from slowing down. Its ferocious assault leaves openings, however. After a powerful backhand swing that leaves it's blade embedded in a tree, you leap forward and drive the point of your sword into the Raegodan's chest. The dark purple blood looks like black ichor in the night, strength draining from the creature's body. It dislodgdes its blade and tries one last swing, but its life is draining quickly and the attack lacks power. You dodge the blow, and the creature drops to the forest floor. You catch your breath for just a moment, before turning to Janus and Oskar. You see the body of one of the larger Raegodan on the ground, though the other two close in on Oskar and Janus, having successfully separated the two. Both of them are covered in red and purple blood alike. Janus holds his sword in one hand, and his other hangs limp. Oskar steps back, limping and wincing with every step. Both of them seem to barely be surviving the attacks, while their opponents seem nearly unharmed. Both require your aid. [[Save Janus ->M90]] [[Save Oskar ->M91]]

(set: $JanusLived to true) (set: $OskarLived to false) You rush to Janus' aid, charging the Raegodan in front of him. It notices you a moment too late, and fails to fully avoid the swing of your blade. The edge of your sword digs deep into its arm, and it grunts in agony. It swings at you with its other hand, the clawed fist raking across your face and forcing you back. You feel blood seeping from your forehead. You steel yourself against the pain, and advance on the Raegodan once more. Janus closes in on it from the other side, careful and methodical. In unison, you bare down on the creature with a flurry of attacks. It grunts in exertion, managing to block or dodge most of the attacks. The combined assault of two blades is too much for the creature, however. Your blade begins to meet flesh, as does Janus'. With every subsequent cut, the creature yelps in pain, slowing down. The Raegodan roars, and takes one last desperate swing against you. It nearly cleaves off your arm, but the attack is slow, and leaves its back fully exposed. Janus raises his blade with his good arm, and brings it down on the creature. It digs deep, and the Raegodan finally drops to the ground and stills. You hear a soft grunt, and a thud. You and Janus both turn and see the final Raegodan, standing over Oskar. Its hand clutches its side, where purple blood seeps out of its body. ''Janus: ''"Oskar!" No response. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Damn it. Come friend. One more left." [[Finish it ->M92]]

(set: $OskarLived to true) (set: $JanusLived to false) You rush to Oskar's aid, charging the Raegodan in front of him. It notices you a moment too late, and fails to fully avoid the swing of your blade. The edge of your sword digs deep into its arm, and it grunts in agony. It swings at you with its other hand, the clawed fist raking across your face and forcing you back. You feel blood seeping from your face. You steel yourself against the pain, and advance on the Raegodan once more. Oskar closes in on it from the other side, grunting and yelling at it. In unison, you bare down on the creature with a flurry of attacks. It grunts in exertion, managing to block or dodge most of the attacks. The combined assault of two blades is too much for the creature, however. Your blade begins to meet flesh, as does Oskar's. With every subsequent cut, the creature yelps in pain, slowing down. The Raegodan roars, and takes one last desperate swing against you. It nearly cleaves off your arm, but the attack is slow, and leaves its back fully exposed. Oskar pulls his sword over his head, letting out a roar. He pulls the weapon down, cleaving the Ragodan's skill in two with a squelch. You hear a soft groan, and a thud. You and Oskar both turn and see the final Raegodan, standing over Janus. Its hand clutches its side, where purple blood seeps out of its body. Oskar roars in panic. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "JANUS!! Boy, do you hear me?" No response. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "DAMN it all! Come lad, last one of these spiny fucks." Oskar hobbles towards the last Raegodan. [[Finish it ->M93]]

You move in on the final Raegodan. It has cuts all over, and seems to be barely standing. Janus pulls back, and swings his sword at the creature. It barely blocks it, leaving its underarm and side exposed. You drive your sword into the creature. It grunts, the life leaving it. It drops to ground. You kneel down to Oskar. His face and leathers are both drenched in a mixture of red and purple blood. His eyes stare up at the moon, lifeless. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Oskar...Winds, I'm...I'm sorry. I... I don't know what else to say..." Janus leans forward and gently closes Oskar's eyes. He looks down, and you see drops of moisture fall from his face onto Oskar's chest. [["Look, Janus. The one we spared earlier led them here."->M94]] [[You're right, he shouldn't have. This journey was supposed to be easy." ->M95]]

You move in on the final Raegodan. It has cuts all over, and seems to be barely standing. Oskar pulls back, then roars and swings his sword at the creature. It barely blocks it, leaving its underarm and side exposed. You drive your sword into the creature. It grunts, the life leaving it. It drops to ground. You kneel down to Janus. His face and leathers are both drenched in a mixture of red and purple blood. His eyes stare up at the moon, lifeless. Oskar speaks with a shallow, wavering voice. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Damn you, boy...I'm sorry you had to go out like this. Life over 'fore it ever really started." Oskar gently passes his hand over Janus' face, closing his eyes. He turns to you, bloodied and scarred. Oskar speaks, more quietly than you've ever heard from him. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "The boy had dreams, I'll tell you that. He'll never get to be man he wanted to be. Damn shame..." [["It was my fault, Oskar. The one we spared earlier led them here."->M98]] [[Be silent ->M99]]

He wipes his eyes, and looks to you. His eyes are wide with a swirl of fear, desperation, and confusion. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Winds, maybe this wouldn't have happened if we'd let him kill it. Would he be alive if we'd acted differently? I was just trying to stop more killing, but now he's dead anyway. Friend...is this our fault? I need you to tell me if it was our fault." [["No, Janus. We were right to spare the Raegodan, it was defenseless. Just because all this happened doesn't mean we were wrong. His blood isn't on our hands."->M182]] [["...Yes, it is. He would still be alive if we'd let him kill the Raegodan. His blood is on our hands."->M183]]

(text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Yes, none of this should have happened. Why were there so many Raegodan? It doesn't make sense...It's not right." Janus exhales in exhaustion, wiping the sweat and blood from his brow. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "We need to bury him, and quickly. Then we move." Janus rummages through his pack for a trowel, and starts looking for a good place to start digging. [[Bury Oskar ->M96]]

You and Janus find a small area of soft, level ground and begin to silently dig. Your arms move with only fumes of strength, and it takes the two of you nearly an hour to dig the shallow grave. When the hole is finally deep enough, you and Janus pick up Oskar's body and gently lower it into the earth. The work of covering him up goes quicker. Finally finished, the two of you begin to break camp in silence. You struggle to process the event. Oskar is gone. Raegodan bodies litter the floor. The air reeks of death. With nothing else to do, you finish breaking camp and follow Janus back towards the main trail. [[Continue the journey without Oskar->M97]]

Your feet ache to the bone, but you march on. The alertness and fear of travelling keep you on edge. The hours blend together, and you begin to notice the whispers of sunlight beginning to seep into the forest. You look to Janus occasionally, who marches with his head down, and his hand resting ont the hilt of his blade. The two of you do not speak. The woods thin, the trees becoming more sparce with every mile. Eventually, the woods give way altogether to sprawling, verdant plains. Off in the distance, you see wheat fields and farmhouses. A mountain range edges the horizon, and nestled in its foothills you see a large town. Veradain. Janus finally speaks. His normally friendly voice feels hollow and soulless. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "The sun feels like a lie. How can everything keep going on as it always has, taking no notice that a man has died." He pauses, then turns to you. His face is covered in dried blood. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Well friend, we're here. I wish...I wish Oskar could see this view." The two of you stand in silence for another moment. He starts marching out into the plains, and you follow close behind, eager to put this whole experience behind you. [[Finish ->M110]]

Congratulations! You have completed A Dangerous Trek. (if:$OskarLived is true)[Oskar Survived](if:$OskarLived is false)[Oskar Did Not Survive] (if:$JanusLived is true)[Janus Survived](if:$JanusLived is false)[Janus Did Not Survive] Janus Reputation: (print:$JanusR) Oskar Reputation: (print:$OskarR) [[Play Again ->M1]]

Oskar looks at you, confused. He turns around to look at the smaller Raegodan. You see him notice the jewel on the snout. He slowly turns back around, jaw clenched and nostrils flared. He grips you tightly on the shoulder, and stares at you. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Listen well, lad." His words drip venom. Your squirm, yet his grasp remains firm. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "I know ya thought yourself right high and mighty earlier, sparing that one's life. So did Janus. Look where yerr principles got him. A swift end and an early grave. I pray you remember this, lad. This is what ya get for not seeing the world as it is." He finally lets go of you. He slowly stands up, using his sword as a crutch. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "I'd like to bury him, but we ain't got the time. I'll be slow moving, with this cut in my thigh. If we got any hopes of making to Veradain without getting jumped on by more Spinebacks, we'd best leave now." Oskar begins to break camp, as do you. The two of you work in silent reverence. The moment it's done, Oskar begins to hobble back towards the main path. It feels wrong to leave Janus like this, dead on the forest floor, but you know Oskar is right. There is no time. [[Continue the journey without Janus->M100]]

You watch Oskar stumble to his feet, and move to help him. He surveys the scene. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "I'd like to bury him, but we ain't got the time. I'll be slow moving, with this cut in my thigh. If we got any hopes of making to Veradain without getting jumped on by more Spinebacks, we'd best leave now." Oskar begins to break camp, as do you. The two of you work in silent reverence. The moment it's done, Oskar begins to hobble back towards the main path. It feels wrong to leave Janus like this, dead on the forest floor, but you know Oskar is right. There is no time. [[Continue the journey without Janus->M100]]

Your feet ache to the bone, but you march on. The alertness and fear of travelling keep you on edge. The hours blend together, and you begin to notice the whispers of sunlight beginning to seep into the forest. You look to Oskar occasionally, who marches slowly, but with his head held high. The two of you do not speak. The woods thin, the trees becoming more sparce with every mile. Eventually, the woods give way altogether to sprawling, verdant plains. Off in the distance, you see wheat fields and farmhouses. A mountain range edges the horizon, and nestled in its foothills you see a large town. Veradain. Oskar finally speaks. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Winds, the sun feels good. Wish Janus had gotten to see it again. This is the kind of view he'd have loved" He pauses, then turns to you. His face is covered in dried blood. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Well lad, here we are. I hope you remember all this, and the choices you've made. Might be next time you'll have the right mind to be more realistic about things." The two of you stand in silence for another moment. He starts marching out into the plains, and you follow close behind, eager to put this whole experience behind you. [[Finish ->M110]]

Oskar gives you a strange look that you can't quite place. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "You sound a lot like I did. I won't tell ya not to do it, but no new recruit has been able to end The Clash, and it's been decades. We won't lose next week if you decide not to join up. Now, was there anything else you wanted to talk about?" [["Yes, actually...->M49]] [["No, that's all. ->M35]]

Oskar looks at you with a sad, pained expression. He reaches around your shoulder and gives you a squeeze. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Sorry to hear that, son. It's tough to leave 'em behind. But it gets better. Now, was there anything more you wanted to say?" [["Yes, actually...->M49]] [["No, that's all. ->M35]]

(text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "You're not so different from my family then, lad. I know leaving home ain't easy, but you'll be able to find some farm work in Veradain, I'm sure. Winds, I might hire ya if I start turning a profit. Now, was there anyting else, lad? [["Yes, actually...->M49]] [["No, that's all. ->M35]]

(text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "I see. It certainly seems like the world is more dangerous with each passing week. I hope your mother will be okay without you. Now, was there anything else?" [["Yes, actually...->M36]] [["No, that's all. ->M35]]

(text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "A noble endeavor! Enlisting tempted me as well, but I thought I'd be able to better protect folks at home. Godspeed to you on that journey. Now, was there anything else you wanted to discuss? [["Yes, actually...->M36]] [["No, that's all. ->M35]]

Janus looks down, almost shamefully. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "I...I'm sorry I asked. I didn't know. I'm sorry for your losses. This journey isn't an easy one, but life in Veradain will be better. I know it will. Now, did you want to talk about anything else?" [["Yes, actually...->M36]] [["No, that's all. ->M35]]

The hours blend together, and you begin to notice the whispers of sunlight beginning to seep into the forest. The three of you make sparse conversation, but the eventful day yesterday and the lackluster rest in the Wilds seems to have properly drained all of you. The woods begin to thin. the trees become more sparse with every mile. Eventually, the woods give way altogether to sprawling, verdant plains. Off in the distance, you see wheat fields and farmhouses. A mountain range edges the horizon, and nestled in its foothills you see a large town. Veradain. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Winds, that view never gets old." (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "You weren't kiddin;, Janus. This place is stunning." The three of you admire the view for a few minutes. After so many days in a dark, claustrophobic forest, the open sun feels blinding and exposing. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Winds, we're actually here." (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Yesterday I was beginning to wonder if we'd make it." [["I can't believe it either. I kept thinking we'd get attacked again."->M154]] [["There was never any doubt. There may have been obstacles, but we were strong enough to overcome them." ->M155]] [["Well, I'm glad we did. I'm ready to be somewhere safe again." ->M156]]

The three of you begin hiking up the cliff. The climb is slow, with several small cutbacks. Oskar continuously complains about his knees, though Janus seems eager to get closer to the top. After another few minutes, the three of you wrap around to the other side of the cliff, standing on a small ridge that overlooks the stone bride that connects the main path on either side of the Loreth River. Janus looks out over the forest, eyes thirstily drinking up the view. You are just high enough to see over the canopy. The slowly setting sun casts a beautiful amber glow over the rolling hills of swaying leaves. Oskar speaks, snapping you and Janus out of the entrancing view. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Look." Oskar points down, towards the far side of the river. You watch as a single Raegodan emerges from the forest, and begins to cross the bridge. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Winds, its starting to feel like the whole forest is crawling with the bastards. Must be a hive nearby." (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "True, this could be their home." As it gets closer, you begin to make out greater detail. One of its crystal spines is broken off at the tip, and several piercings of crude iron line its snout. It seems vaguely familiar to you. You turn to Janus. His eyes are wide, and he stares at the Raegodan with intensity. Oskar turns to him. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Something the matter, lad? It can't see us up here." [["That one looks oddly familiar, Oskar." ->M121]] [[Say nothing. -> M122]]

//Janus Didn't Like That// (set: $JanusR to ($JanusR -1)) You see Oskar's jaw clench as he stares at the both of you. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "What did I tell you? They DON'T give up. If you needed proof that you should've put 'em to the sword, there it is. Hope you're fine sleeping with one eye open tonight, lads." (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "How can you possibly know that they're pursuing us? One of them is wounded, they're probably just travelling home. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Because I KNOW Spinebacks, boy. This might be your first time dealing with their ilk, but it ain't mine. Them two are after us." (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Assumptions are dangerous business, Oskar." As the Raegodan cross the bridge, you notice specks of reflective red in the foliage at the base of the cliff. Three more Raegodan emerge from their hiding spots, and move to greet the two Raegodan on the bridge. The three of you duck lower to avoid being spotted. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Credit where it's due, Janus. You were right about the ambush." (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "I was expecting outlaws, not Raegodan." (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Sure, but you still saved us a bloody surprise." [["I wonder what happened to the outlaws." ->M167]] [["The extra hiking wasn't so bad after all, was it Oskar?" ->M168]] [["Thanks, Janus. We could've gotten really hurt, walking into that attack." ->M169]]

//Janus Liked That// (set: $JanusR to ($JanusR +1)) Oskar's face softens, and he clasps a hand on your shoulder. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Aye, lad. The nerves never quite go away, you just learn to handle 'em better. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "We'll be alright friend. We're well out of sight." As the Raegodan cross the bridge, you notice specks of reflective red in the foliage at the base of the cliff. Three more Raegodan emerge from their hiding spots, and move to greet the two Raegodan on the bridge. The three of you duck lower to avoid being spotted. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Credit where it's due, Janus. You were right about the ambush." (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "I was expecting outlaws, not Raegodan." (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Sure, but you still saved us a bloody surprise." [["I wonder what happened to the outlaws." ->M167]] [["The extra hiking wasn't so bad after all, was it Oskar?" ->M168]] [["Thanks, Janus. We could've gotten really hurt, walking into that attack." ->M169]]

(text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Familiar?" He squints his eyes for a moment, before opening them wide and staring at Janus. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "That there's the one you spared earlier, ain't it Janus?" Janus takes a long moment before responding. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "...yes, it is. What of it?" You see Oskar's jaw clench, and he glares at Janus with fury. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "What did I tell you? They DON'T give up. If you needed proof that you should've put it to the sword, there it is. Hope yer fine sleeping with one eye open tonight, lads." (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "How can you possibly know that it's pursuing us? It's probably just going back home." (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Because I KNOW Spinebacks, boy. This might be yer first time dealing with their ilk, but it ain't mine. That one's after us." (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Assumptions are dangerous business, Oskar." As the Raegodan cross the bridge, you notice specks of reflective red in the foliage at the base of the cliff. Three more Raegodan emerge from their hiding spots, and move to greet the two Raegodan on the bridge. The three of you duck lower to avoid being spotted. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Credit where it's due, Janus. You were right about the ambush." (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "I was expecting outlaws, not Raegodan." (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Sure, but you still saved us a bloody surprise." [["I wonder what happened to the outlaws." ->M167]] [["The extra hiking wasn't so bad after all, was it Oskar?" ->M168]] [["Thanks, Janus. We could've gotten really hurt, walking into that attack." ->M169]]

Janus responds quickly. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Yes, we're fine. Just trying to see what it does, is all." (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Alright..." As the Raegodan cross the bridge, you notice specks of reflective red in the foliage at the base of the cliff. Three more Raegodan emerge from their hiding spots, and move to greet the two Raegodan on the bridge. The three of you duck lower to avoid being spotted. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Credit where it's due, Janus. You were right about the ambush." (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "I was expecting outlaws, not Raegodan." (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Sure, but you still saved us a bloody surprise." [["I wonder what happened to the outlaws." ->M167]] [["The extra hiking wasn't so bad after all, was it Oskar?" ->M168]] [["Thanks, Janus. We could've gotten really hurt, walking into that attack." ->M169]]

As you pull back and prepare the finishing blow, you hear a crying shout nearby. //"Frishkall!!"// You stop, as does your opponent. Across camp, you notice the melee pause as the Raegodan hault their assault. Janus and Oskar hold their guard, but do not attack. Looking to the source of the cry, you see a smaller Raegodan walking your direction. The moonlight begins to illuminate the creature's form as it gets closer to you. Across its torso are blood-stained violet bandages, and a piercing of ringed steel sits embedded in the side of its head. (text-colour:yellow)[''Wounded Raegodan:''] "Shifkashal, Drogaya." It points at you, shouting towards the three large Raegodan accosting Oskar and Janus. (text-colour:yellow)[''Wounded Raegodan:''] "Fellsikshal, tor ve bet-tal. Ter vesh a ni, ya ve tor." One of the large Raegodan points to you as well. (text-colour:red)[''Large Raegodan:''] "Vishneyty? Ortu ve ya?" (text-colour:yellow)[''Wounded Raegodan:''] "Fash, Drogaya." Oskar speaks up, confused (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "What are the damn things saying? What's happening?" [["I don't know, but they've stopped attacking."->M179]] [["I'm not sure, but I recognize that wounded one. I fought it earlier, before the bridge."->M180]] [["Shut up, Oskar. Be glad they aren't killing you." ->M181]]

//Oskar Liked That// (set: $OskarR to ($OskarR +1)) Janus sighs. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Maybe, but what's done is done. We'd best get moving." The three of you break camp quickly. Oskar does not speak, and neither does Janus. The yearning for the end of this journey burns within all of you, as you begin the final march towards civilization. [[Continue the journey->M126]]

Janus' shoulders relax, as though the words have lifted a heavy burden from him. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Yes. Yes it was." The three of you break camp quickly. Oskar does not speak, and neither does Janus. The yearning for the end of this journey burns within all of you, as you begin the final march towards civilization. [[Continue the journey->M126]]

Your feet ache to the bone, but you march on. The alertness and fear of travelling keep you on edge. The hours blend together, and you begin to notice the whispers of sunlight beginning to seep into the forest. You look to Janus and Oskar occasionally; They do not look to each other, only towards the sunlight ahead. The woods thin, the trees becoming more sparce with every mile. Eventually, the woods give way altogether to sprawling, verdant plains. Off in the distance, you see wheat fields and farmhouses. A mountain range edges the horizon, and nestled in its foothills you see a large town. Veradain. Janus finally speaks. His normally friendly voice feels tired and weak. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "I suppose this is it." (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Aye, all that's left is a stroll through the fields. Only thing left to fear are the flowers messing with yerr nose." The three of you stand in silence for another moment. Oskar starts marching out into the plains. Janus hangs back with you. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Thank you again, friend. Not many would have made the decisions you did. You have a good heart. That is something to bear with pride in this world." He gives you a smile, then follows behind Oskar. You join them both on the last leg towards Veradain, eager to put this whole experience behind you. [[Finish ->M110]]

//Janus Liked That// (set: $JanusR to ($JanusR + 1)) //Oskar Hated That// (set: $OskarR to ($OskarR - 3)) You draw your sword and rush to Janus' aid. He gives you a supportive nod, and turns back to Oskar Oskars looks at you with surprise and betrayal. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Make no mistake lad, you don't have to cross blades with me. I wouldn't recommend it." (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Our friend has made their decision, Oskar. Give this up before someone gets hurt." Oskar looks between you and Janus. He takes a small step back, before launching forward. He puts all his weight behind a kick to your thigh. The force throws you to the ground. You scramble to your feet, the sounds of clashing blades ringing in your ears. Oskar swats away a swing from Janus, leaving him off balance. He whips his sword around, cutting into Janus' arm, just below the shoulder. Janus groans in pain, and pushes the blade away with his good arm. The swing leaves Oskar exposed. You advance on him, making small, precise strikes. Despite his superior skill, Oskar struggles to keep his balance. Beside you, Janus rises to his feet. He makes a precise thrust with his good arm. Oskar is too busy managing your own attacks to avoid Janus' thrust in time, and the sword manages to pierce into Oskar's thigh. He roars in pain, and pushes the sword aside with his own. He steps back, holding his wound. Blood pours between his fingers. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "You're wicked, the both of ya. No backbone between you. I'm better off without the likes of you." He slams his sword back in its scabbard, and turns away from you and Janus. He starts to limp down the path. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Oskar, what are you doing? You're not seriously going to attack them still, are you?" (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "...no. I'm not killing anything by myself, let alone with a bleedin' leg. You got what you wanted, boy." Janus winces in pain as he puts his sword back into its scabbard. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Oskar, stay with us. The Raegodan down by the bridge must have heard everything. It's not safe alone, not in your state." (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Oh, so now ya want me safe? Don't lie to me, all you care about keepin' safe is yer conscience." (if:$OskarR >= 8)[[["Oskar, don't go off alone. It's not worth it. We're safer together." ->M132]]] (if:$OskarR < 8)[[["Oskar, don't go off alone. It's not worth it. We're safer together." ->M133]]] [["Then leave, Oskar. You're a bloodthirsty man. We don't need your violence." ->M144]]

(set: $NoIntervention to false) //Janus Hated That// (set: $JanusR to ($JanusR - 3)) //Oskar Liked That// (set: $OskarR to ($OskarR + 1)) You draw your sword and rush to Oskar's aid. He gives you a supportive nod, and turns back to Janus. Janus looks at you with surprise and betrayal. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "You don't have to fight me, friend." (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "The lad's made his decision, Janus. Drop the sword." Janus looks between you and Oskar. He takes a small step back, before leaping towards you and shoving you to the ground. You scramble to your feet, the sounds of clashing blades ringing in your ears. Janus sidesteps a swing from Oskar, and lunges forward with a thrust. His blade pierces Oskar's thigh deep. He roars in pain, and drops to one knee. The thrust leaves Janus exposed. You advance on him, making small, precise strikes. Despite his greater skill, Janus struggles to regain the upper hand. Beside you, Oskar rises to his feet. He makes an aggressive swing, leaning on his good leg. Janus is too busy managing your own attacks to avoid Oskar's swing in time, and the sword finds purchase on his shoulder, digging into his flesh. He grunts in pain, and pushes the sword aside with his own. He steps back, holding his wound. Blood pours between his fingers. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "...do what you wish. I won't be complicit in your violence." He gingerly places his sword back in its scabbard, and turns away from you and Oskar. He starts to walk down the path. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "What're you doing boy? It's too dangerous to be travelling on your own out here." (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Seems to me like it's too dangerous to be travelling with you, Oskar." Oskar winces, lowering himself to the floor. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Don't be a fool, boy! Them Spinebacks down there must've heard every bit of that. If they find you, you ain't gonna be able to fend 'em off." (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Don't pretend to care about me, Oskar." (if:$JanusR >= 9)[[["Janus, don't go off alone. It's not worth it. We're safer together." ->M130]]] (if:$JanusR < 9)[[["Janus, don't go off alone. It's not worth it. We're safer together." ->M131]]] [["Then leave, Janus. It's clear you care about Spinebacks more than you do about people." ->M131]]

(set: $NoIntervention to true) You stay back, refusing to involve yourself in their melee. They both seem to forget you for the moment, focused entirely on their fight Oskar resumes his assault, pushing Janus back. The older man's experience and skill is clear to see, yet Janus is clearly quicker than him. Janus sidesteps an attack that narrowly grazes his ear, before lunging forward in a quick thrust. His blade pierces Oskar's thigh deep. Oskar roars in pain, and drops to one knee. You scramble to your feet, the sounds of clashing blades ringing in your ears. Janus sidesteps a swing from Oskar, and lunges forward with a thrust. His blade pierces Oskar's thigh deep. He roars in pain, and drops to one knee. Janus steps back (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "You're quicker than you look, boy, I'll give you that." (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Please don't make me do any more." Oskar raises himself to his feet. Despite his wound, his stance is sturdy. He steps lightly, feints and jab, and then swings in a powerful arc. Janus falls for the feint, leaving himself fully exposes to the arc. Oskar's blade digs into his arm, near the shoulder. He grunts in pain, and pushes the sword aside with his own. He steps back, holding his wound. Blood pours between his fingers. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "...do what you wish. I won't be complicit in your violence." He gingerly places his sword back in its scabbard, and turns away from you and Oskar. He starts to walk down the path. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "What're you doing boy? It's too dangerous to be travelling on your own out here." (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Seems to me like it's too dangerous to be travelling with you, Oskar." Oskar winces, lowering himself to the floor. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Don't be a fool, boy! Them Spinebacks down there must've heard every bit of that. If they find you, you ain't gonna be able to fend 'em off." (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Don't pretend to care about me, Oskar." (if:$JanusR >= 9)[[["Janus, don't go off alone. It's not worth it. We're safer together." ->M130]]] (if:$JanusR < 9)[[["Janus, don't go off alone. It's not worth it. We're safer together." ->M137]]] [["Then leave, Janus. It's clear you care about Spinebacks more than you do about people." ->M131]]

Janus stops. He looks at his bleeding arm and tries to raise it, gasping at the pain. He turns around and looks at you, tears in his eyes. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "...Okay. I'll stay...I don't want to die..." He lower himself to the ground, and pulls a strip of cloth and some water out of his back. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "We should tend to ourselves swifltly. The Raegodan will be looking for us." (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Fine." Oskar sits down as well, and gets to work on cleaning and bandaging his thigh. You stand in awkward silence, as the two men tend to their wounds. After a few minutes, Oskar rises unevenly to his feet, and starts walking, wincing with each step. Janus follows, as do you. No words are spoken. [[Continue on the journey->M134]]

He turns around, and stares into your eyes. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Someone has to. I hope you both get there safe, and I hope I never see either of you there." He continues walking, arm dangling limply from his side. He turns down the hill, and disappears around a corner. Oskar looks down to the ground. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Stupid boy..." (if:$NoIntervention is false)[He looks to you. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Thank you for your help there, lad. I'm not as spry as I used to be."] He removes his pack and starts rummaging through it. He grabs a strip of cloth and a waterskin, and gets to work cleaning and bandaging the wound in his thigh. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "We move as soon as I'm done. Them Spinebacks heard us, and I don't like the idea of being prey." He stands up slowly, steadying himself with his sword as a crutch. Then, the two of you march on down the path, without Janus. [[Continue on the journey without Janus->M138]]

Oskar stops. He raises his hand from his thigh, and looks at the blood that covers it. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "...Yer right. It ain't. " He lower himself to the ground, and pulls a strip of cloth and some water out of his back. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "We bandage up quick, then move. Them Spinebacks'll be on us soon." (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Fine." Janus sits down as well, and gets to work on cleaning and bandaging his arm. You stand in awkward silence, as the two men tend to their wounds. After a few minutes, Oskar rises unevenly to his feet, and starts walking, wincing with each step. Janus follows, as do you. No words are spoken. [[Continue on the journey->M134]]

He barks a response at you. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Safe? I ain't any safer with two self-righteous greenies than I am on my lonesome. Might get myself killed, but you two'd get me killed all the same." He continues walking, arm dangling limply from his side. He turns down the hill, and disappears around a corner. Janus tries to follow after him, but stops after a few strides. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "He shouldn't be by himself, but we can't do anything more to help. I shouldn't have gotten him in the leg..." He removes his pack and starts rummaging through it. He grabs a strip of cloth and a waterskin, and gets to work cleaning and bandaging the wound in his arm/ (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "We should probably get moving as soon as I'm done here. I don't want to fight any more Raegodan. " He stands up slowly, his bloody arm hanging to his side. Then, the two of you march on down the path, without Oskar. [[Continue on the journey without Oskar->M145]]

You march on, the three of you nervously checking your surroundings for any sign of Raegodan. A few sounds from the forest make you jump, but nothing more than woodland wildlife seemse to notice you. The three of you start to slow down. Oskar speaks, his voice weak. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "We need to rest." (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "It's not safe." (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Course it's not. Don't matter." (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Right. We'll look for somewhere hidden." You scout around the area, and notice a small groove in the side of a hill a few miles from the bridge, mostly out of sight. You inform Oskar and Janus, and the three of you begin to make camp. After setting camp, you all settle down to eat more of the same tasteless rations you've been sustaining on the last few days; you don't dare to make a fire. As you lie down, you begin to hear rustling from the forest, and the sounds of guttural voices. You sit up, alerted. Janus and Oskar do as well. You all remain perfectly silent. The sounds get louder, and then gradually quieter. Over time, they slowly fade out. When the sounds of the crickets are once again the only thing you can hear, the three of you finally relax. You all look at each other, but say nothing. Finally, Oskar drifts off to sleep, and so does Janus. It's not long before exhaustion overtakes you as well, and you fall asleep. [[Sleep->M135]]

You close your eyes, and let sleep take you. You find your mind replaying the day's events in dreams; the Raegodan, the bridge, the arguments, the fight. Over and over again, they cycle through your consiousness, until eventually you are awakened by the sunlight. You sit up, and see Oskar and Janus already awake, silently breaking camp. You help them, and before long the three of you are moving once again. [[Continue on ->M136]]

(set: $OskarLived to true) (set: $JanusLived to true) Your feet ache to the bone, but you march on. The alertness and fear of travelling keep you on edge. The hours blend together, and you begin to notice the whispers of sunlight beginning to seep into the forest. You look to Oskar and Janus occasionally. Oskar walks slowly, but masks the pain well. Janus doesn't even look up to appreciate the view of the sun streaming down to the forest floor. They look nothing like the men you met in Thurgon, eager for a journey to a new life. The woods thin, the trees becoming more sparse with every mile. Eventually, the woods give way altogether to sprawling, verdant plains. Off in the distance, you see wheat fields and farmhouses. A mountain range edges the horizon, and nestled in its foothills you see a large town. Veradain. The three of you do not waste time appreciating the view. With the sunlight hitting them directly now, both Oskar and Janus look sickly. Janus looks at the horizon with no appreciation, only relief. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "We're...here. I was so sure we weren't going to make it." (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Aye, we made it. Hope the folks coming this way next will, too." Janus: "I..." He opens his mouth to say more, but stops himself. The three of you continue down into the plain, where your surroundings are clear and no hidden dangers wait. Still, you find yourself looking into the grain with suspicion, expecting to catch a glimps of reflective red light. You aren't sure what comes next, but you're past caring. You drag yourself onward, back towards civilization, eager to rest and put this whole experience behind you. [[Finish ->M110]]

He pauses, then speaks. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Maybe. But I can't be around either of you a moment longer." He continues walking, arm dangling limply from his side. He turns down the hill, and disappears around a corner. Oskar looks down to the ground. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Stupid boy..." (if:$NoIntervention is false)[He looks to you. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Thank you for your help there, lad. I'm not as spry as I used to be."] He removes his pack and starts rummaging through it. He grabs a strip of cloth and a waterskin, and gets to work cleaning and bandaging the wound in his thigh. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "We move as soon as I'm done. Them Spinebacks heard us, and I don't like the idea of being prey." He stands up slowly, steadying himself with his sword as a crutch. Then, the two of you march on down the path, without Janus. [[Continue on the journey without Janus->M138]]

Progress is slow, and anxious. Oskar is unable to move quickly, and both of you are constantly checking your surroundings for any sign on a Raegodan attack. Dusk finally begins to settle. The sounds of the crickets grows, as less and less sunlight makes it through the canopy. Oskar stops you. His face is pale, his eyes sunken. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "We need to rest." [["We can't, we'll be attacked." ->M139]] [["Okay, let's find a good spot." ->M140]]

(text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Easy to say when ya got two workin' legs. I'm a tough bastard, but I'll collapse 'fore we reach Veradain." [["Fine, but we need to find someplace hidden. ->M140]]

You scout around the area, and notice a small groove in the side of a hill a few miles ahead, mostly out of sight. You inform Oskar, and the two of you begin to set camp. After setting camp, you and Oskar settle down to eat more of the same tasteless rations you've been sustaining on the last few days; you don't dare to make a fire. As you lie down, you begin to hear rustling from the forest, and the sounds of guttural voices. You sit up, alerted. Oskar does as well. The two of you look at each other, and stay silent. The sounds get louder, and then gradually quieter. Over time, they slowly fade out. When the sounds of the crickets are once again the only thing you can hear, the both of you finally relax. You all look at each other, but say nothing. Finally, Oskar drifts off to sleep. It's not long before exhaustion overtakes you as well, and you fall asleep. [[Sleep->M141]]

You close your eyes, and let sleep take you. You find your mind replaying the day's events in dreams; the Raegodan, the bridge, the arguments, the fight. Over and over again, they cycle through your consiousness, until eventually you are awakened by the sunlight. You sit up, and see Oskar already awake, silently breaking camp. You help him, and before long the two of you are moving once again. [[Continue on ->M142]]

(set: $OskarLived to true) (set: $JanusLived to false) Your feet ache to the bone, but you march on. The alertness and fear of travelling keep you on edge. The hours blend together, and you begin to notice the whispers of sunlight beginning to seep into the forest. Turning a corner in the forest, you see something up ahead. Dark spots on the road, along with a few long pieces of bone held together with leather strewn about the forest floor. You and Oskar slowly approach. You hear nothing out of the ordinary, but as you get closer, the dark spots become clearer; blood on the dirt road, red and purple alike. The bits of bone are makeshift Raegodan blades. You follow the blood a few strides off the side of the path before you see him. Janus, lied on his back among the foliage. Dark red stains his chest, and you can see a large hole in the boiled leather. His face is covered in dried blood from a blow to the head, and there are small cuts and scrapes across his arms. His eyes stare up into the gorgeous canopy, lifeless. [[Approach the body->M177]] [[Look away in horror->M178]]

The hours of walking blend together, and you begin to notice the whispers of sunlight beginning to seep into the forest. Despite the rising sun, you can't get the image of Janus out of your mind. Those dead eyes... You look to Oskar occasionally, who marches slowly, yet steadily. The two of you do not speak. The woods thin, the trees becoming more sparse with every mile. Eventually, the woods give way altogether to sprawling, verdant plains. Off in the distance, you see wheat fields and farmhouses. A mountain range edges the horizon, and nestled in its foothills you see a large town. Veradain. Oskar finally speaks. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Winds, the sun feels good. Wish Janus had gotten to see it again. This is the kind of view he'd have loved." He pauses, then turns to you. He looks sickly, the color draining from him more and more. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Well lad, here we are. I...I'm sorry how all this turned out. You're a strong lad. You've made some tough choices but...Well, I'm sorry ya had to make 'em is all." The two of you stand in silence for another moment. He opens his mouth to speak again, but says nothing. Instead, he begins the final march through the plains, back to civilization. You follow close behind, eager to put this whole experience behind you. [[Finish ->M110]]

He barks a response at you. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Ain't MY violence, lad. I'm just willing to accept what you two are too self-righteous to see." He continues walking, arm dangling limply from his side. He turns down the hill, and disappears around a corner. Janus tries to follow after him, but stops after a few strides. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "He shouldn't be by himself, but we can't do anything more to help. I shouldn't have gotten him in the leg..." He removes his pack and starts rummaging through it. He grabs a strip of cloth and a waterskin, and gets to work cleaning and bandaging the wound in his thigh. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "We should probably get moving as soon as I'm done here. I don't want to fight any more Raegodan. " He stands up slowly, his bloody arm hanging to his side. Then, the two of you march on down the path, without Oskar. [[Continue on the journey without Oskar->M145]]

Progress is slow, and anxious. Janus isn't able to move as quickly as you are with his wound, and both of you are constantly checking your surroundings for any sign of a Raegodan attack. Dusk finally begins to settle. The sounds of the crickets grows, as less and less sunlight makes it through the canopy. Janus stops you. His face is pale, his eyes sunken. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "We should stop. I can't go much farther." [["We can't, we'll be attacked." ->M146]] [["Okay, let's find a good spot." ->M147]]

(text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Friend, I'm wounded. Even with the Raegodan about, I can't march through the night. [["Fine, but we need to find someplace hidden. ->M147]]

You scout around the area, and notice a small groove in the side of a hill a few miles ahead, mostly out of sight. You inform Janus, and the two of you begin to set camp. After setting camp, you and Oskar settle down to eat more of the same tasteless rations you've been sustaining on the last few days; you don't dare to make a fire. As you lie down, you begin to hear rustling from the forest, and the sounds of guttural voices. You sit up, alerted. Janus does as well. The two of you look at each other, and stay silent. The sounds get louder, and then gradually quieter. Over time, they slowly fade out. When the sounds of the crickets are once again the only thing you can hear, the both of you finally relax. You all look at each other, but say nothing. Finally, Janus drifts off to sleep. It's not long before exhaustion overtakes you as well, and you fall asleep. [[Sleep->M148]]

You close your eyes, and let sleep take you. You find your mind replaying the day's events in dreams; the Raegodan, the bridge, the arguments, the fight. Over and over again, they cycle through your consiousness, until eventually you are awakened by the sunlight. You sit up, and see Janus already awake, silently breaking camp. He is struggling to carry things with only one good arm. You help him, and before long the two of you are moving once again. [[Continue on ->M149]]

(set: $OskarLived to false) (set: $JanusLived to true) Your feet ache to the bone, but you march on. The alertness and fear of travelling keep you on edge. The hours blend together, and you begin to notice the whispers of sunlight beginning to seep into the forest. Turning a corner in the forest, you see something up ahead. Dark spots on the road, along with a few pieces of long bone, held together with leather. You and Janus slowly approach. You hear nothing out of the ordinary, but as you get closer, the dark spots become clearer; blood on the dirt road, red and purple alike. The bits of bone are makeshift Raegodan blades. On the side of the road, you see two large Raegodan bodies, sprawled out dead on the ground. The are both covered in large gashes and dried purple blood. You follow the blood a few strides off the side of the path before you see him. Oskar, lied on his back among the foliage. Dark red stains his chest, and you can see a large hole in the boiled leather. His face is covered in dried blood from a blow to the head, and there are small cuts and scrapes across his arms. His eyes stare up into the trees, lifeless. [[Approach the body->M173]] [[Look away in horror->M174]]

The hours of walking blend together, and you begin to notice the whispers of sunlight beginning to seep into the forest. Despite the rising sun, you can't get the image of Oskar out of your mind. Those dead eyes... You look to Janus occasionally, who marches slowly, yet steadily. The two of you do not speak. The woods thin, the trees becoming more sparse with every mile. Eventually, the woods give way altogether to sprawling, verdant plains. Off in the distance, you see wheat fields and farmhouses. A mountain range edges the horizon, and nestled in its foothills you see a large town. Veradain. Janus finally speaks. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "The sun feels like a lie. How can everything keep going on as it always has, taking no notice that a man has died." He pauses, then turns to you. He looks sickly, the color draining from him more and more. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "This is it, friend. Veradain. All that's left is to walk up to the town. I...I can't believe Oskar is actually dead." His voice starts to crack. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "I'm sorry, friend. For everything. I shouldn't have fought Oskar. I just...couldn't stand the thought of him killing those Raegodan. I hope you understand, I didn't want him to die..." The two of you stand in silence for another moment. He opens his mouth to speak again, but says nothing. Instead, he begins the final march through the plains, back to civilization. You follow close behind, eager to put this whole experience behind you. [[Finish ->M110]]

(text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "You and I ain't so different, lad. You got any family in town, Janus?" (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Not currently. Both of my parents are officers in The Clash, and haven't been back to Veradain in years." (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Ah, the return home is always strange to the soul. Either the place is different, or you are." Another few minutes of silence pass. This time, Oskar is the first to break it. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Right, lads. We'd best be turning in. This old man needs his beauty sleep." (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "You're right, we should go to sleep. One more day of travel tomorrow." The three of you all lie down on your bed rolls, the night sounds of the forest taking over. A gentle rain begins, pattering against the tent cover. Moments after lying down, you feel the exertion of the day's travel seep into your body. Your feet and legs ache, and your mind wanders to the challenges of the day, and the decisions that you have made. (if:$KilledSecondRaegodan is true)[[[Sleep ->M83]]] (if:$KilledSecondRaegodan is false)[[[Sleep ->M84]]]

//Oskar Liked That// (set: $OskarR to ($OskarR + 1)) (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Good lad! Nothing like a few mugs of ale to forget the journey." (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Of course, you don't have to get as drunk at Oskar does." Another few minutes of silence pass. This time, Oskar is the first to break it. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Right, lads. We'd best be turning in. This old man needs his beauty sleep." (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "You're right, we should go to sleep. One more day of travel tomorrow." The three of you all lie down on your bed rolls, the night sounds of the forest taking over. A gentle rain begins, pattering against the tent cover. Moments after lying down, you feel the exertion of the day's travel seep into your body. Your feet and legs ache, and your mind wanders to the challenges of the day, and the decisions that you have made. (if:$KilledSecondRaegodan is true)[[[Sleep ->M83]]] (if:$KilledSecondRaegodan is false)[[[Sleep ->M84]]]

(text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "It's true, the constant vigilance can wear on you. I love travelling, and I still need to take breaks in town, just to be able to truly relax for a day. Another few minutes of silence pass. This time, Oskar is the first to break it. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Right, lads. We'd best be turning in. This old man needs his beauty sleep." (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "You're right, we should go to sleep. One more day of travel tomorrow." The three of you all lie down on your bed rolls, the night sounds of the forest taking over. A gentle rain begins, pattering against the tent cover. Moments after lying down, you feel the exertion of the day's travel seep into your body. Your feet and legs ache, and your mind wanders to the challenges of the day, and the decisions that you have made. (if:$KilledSecondRaegodan is true)[[[Sleep ->M83]]] (if:$KilledSecondRaegodan is false)[[[Sleep ->M84]]]

(text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Likewise, what with the Raegodan that escaped. Guess we got lucky."' (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Sure, just luck." The three of you march on into the golden fields, making conversation. The previous day's events haven't been washed from your bonds, but they are temporarily forgotten in the relief of the journey's end. Your body aches less already, knowing that true, peaceful rest is on the horizon. You march on, one last leg of the trek, eager to put this adventure behind you. [[Finish ->M110]]

(text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "We danced with death more than once, friend. It's wise to remember such struggles as they were." (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Might be right, Janus, but I'll take bravado over meekness any day." The three of you march on into the golden fields, making conversation. The previous day's events haven't been washed from your bonds, but they are temporarily forgotten in the relief of the journey's end. Your body aches less already, knowing that true, peaceful rest is on the horizon. You march on, one last leg of the trek, eager to put this adventure behind you. [[Finish ->M110]]

(text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "As are we, friend." (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Aye, I need the comfort of a home, not the dangers of an unknown woodland." The three of you march on into the golden fields, making conversation. The previous day's events haven't been washed from your bonds, but they are temporarily forgotten in the relief of the journey's end. Your body aches less already, knowing that true, peaceful rest is on the horizon. You march on, one last leg of the trek, eager to put this adventure behind you. [[Finish ->M110]]

//Janus Liked That// (set: $JanusR to ($JanusR + 1)) You grip your bow and abandon the safety of the fallen trunk, running after Janus. More arrows fly your way, but most miss entirely, the rest striking Janus' shield. Janus breaks into the thicket. You follow him closely behind, leaping over foliage and dodging branches and vines. Your eyes quickly find two humanoid reptilian figures standing behind large trees, hiding from Oskar's volley of arrows. The red crystalline spines running down their backs stand on end when they see you, and both quickly grab for blades at their waists. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "That one, friend!" he says, nodding towards one of the Raegodan. Janus breaks to the left, charging at the other Raegodan. [[Fire at the Raegodan ->M158]]

Quickly, you grab an arrow from your quiver. You look at the creature, and, see a large ring piercing in the side of its head, seemingly made of steel. It readies its blade, a makeshift composite of bone and wood. The creature isn't much smaller than you, but meets you with surprising tenacity. A battle-cry erupts towards you. A foul, guttural tongue. (text-colour:yellow)[''Raegodan:''] "OrishkalNAKA!!" It charges you. [[Aim for the legs. ->M159]] [[Aim for the torso. ->M160]]

You fire at the Raegodan's legs. The arrow whizzes forward, meeting the flesh of the creature's thigh. It cries out in pain, and deep purple blood flows from its opened skin. A good hit, but not enough to stop it. The Raegodan closes in on you, swinging at you with ferocity. You're forced to block with your bow, which cracks and breaks under the impact of the Raegodan's swing. As you stumble, it charges and rams into you, knocking you off balance. You both fall to the ground, the creature on top of you. It growls and bites, trying to get an angle on you with its weapon. You manage to grab its wrist with one hand, holding back the bone blade. [[Grab your spare knife ->M161]] [[Grab a loose arrow ->M162]]

You fire at the Raegodan's chest The arrow whizzes forward, meeting the flesh of the creature's midsection. It cries out in pain, and deep purple blood flows from its opened skin. A good hit, but not enough to stop it. The Raegodan closes in on you, swinging at you with ferocity. You're forced to block with your bow, which cracks and breaks under the impact of the Raegodan's swing. As you stumble, it charges and rams into you, knocking you off balance. You both fall to the ground, the creature on top of you. It growls and bites, trying to get an angle on you with its weapon. You manage to grab its wrist with one hand, holding back the bone blade. [[Grab your spare knife ->M161]] [[Grab a loose arrow ->M162]]

In a panic, you grab your hunting knife out of its sheath and plunge it into the creature's stomach. It howls, as violet blood pours out onto your hand. The Raegodan pushes off of you, scrambling to its feet. You rise as well, holding the hunting knife at the ready. Its reptilian features make it hard to read its expression, but it begins to step back from you. [[Close the gap and finish the creature off. ->M164]] [[He's defeated. Let him flee. ->M163]]

In a panic, you grab an arrow from your quiver and plunge it into the creature's stomach. It howls, as violet blood pours out onto your hand. The Raegodan pushes off of you, scrambling to its feet. You rise as well, holding the hunting knife at the ready. Its reptilian features make it hard to read its expression, but it begins to step back from you. [[Close the gap and finish the creature off. ->M165]] [[He's defeated. Let him flee. ->M163]]

(set: $KilledFirstRaegodan to false) You take a few more powerful steps towards the creature, yet you do not attack. The creature stares at you for but a moment, before turning and escaping into the woods, holding its wounds. You watch the Raegodan disappear into the greenery. Feeling your heart pounding in your chest, you stop to catch your breath for a moment. Your first real fight, and you bested your opponent. [[Regroup with Janus. ->M10]]

(set: $KilledFirstRaegodan to true) You advance on the Raegodan. Before it can properly react, you lunge forward with the knife. The blade thuds into the creature, and a river of purple liquid begins to form. It looks you in the eyes, almost confused. It sputters a few incomprehensible words. (text-colour:yellow)[''Raegodan:''] "Torkeev...nach...." The creature drops to the ground. Feeling your heart pounding in your chest, you stop to catch your breath for a moment. Your first real fight, and you bested your opponent. [[Regroup with Janus ->M10]]

(set: $KilledFirstRaegodan to true) You advance on the Raegodan. Before it can properly react, you lunge forward with the arrow. The shaft pierces the creature, and a river of purple liquid begins to form. It looks you in the eyes, almost confused. It sputters a few incomprehensible words. (text-colour:yellow)[''Raegodan:''] "Torkeev...nach...." The creature drops to the ground. Feeling your heart pounding in your chest, you stop to catch your breath for a moment. Your first real fight, and you bested your opponent. [[Regroup with Janus ->M10]]

//Janus Liked That// (set: $JanusR to ($JanusR + 1)) Janus rests a hand on your soldier as you walk, turning to you with a keen smile. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "You're a good person, friend. Sparing an enemy is no easy task, and I'm glad you found the right thing to do in the moment." He pauses, glancing toward Oskar, then back to you. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "I'd avoid mentioning that to Oskar." he whispers. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "We've got enough things getting at our throats already, no point in saying anything that'll have as at each other's. Now, was there anything else you wanted to talk to me about?" [["Yes, actually...->M36]] [["No, that's all. ->M35]]

''Oskar: ''"They had food and supplies in Raegodan territory. What do you think happened to 'em?" To the side, Janus shakes his head. After a few minutes of guttural conversation among them, the two travelling Raegodan continue down the path, and the three by the bridge return to their hiding spots. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Alright. If we just stay quiet and give them a wide area, they won't notice us." Oskar looks at Janus. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Aye, or we could do this trail some good and get rid of 'em. Not everyone knows about secret bridges, or is lucky enough to find an unmanned boat." (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Are you seriously suggesting that we attack them? (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Is that so unthinkable to you? We know that they're there, so sneaking up on 'em should be easy. Only three of 'em. We'd be makin' sure they don't hurt nobody else. " (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "It's an unnecessary risk, Oskar. Besides, they look like more young ones from up here. We shouldn't do any more killing than is needed." (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Oh, come down from yer ivory tower for once, boy. We'd be doing those folk yer training so hard to protect a mighty service by getting rid of those Spinebacks. We ain't the first folks coming through this way to escape The Clash, and we won't be the last. We got steel, and skill with it. Better us to fight them than a fleeing family with neither. I know yer trying to do the right thing, lad, but sometimes the right thing ain't pretty." Janus' brow furrows. He looks to the ground in thought. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "They aren't just feral animals, Oskar. Killing them is an injustice in its own right." He looks to you. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Seems like you're the deciding vote, friend. Whatever you choose will affect our path greatly." [["We should go deal with them. The fight will be easy, and the bridge will be safer for it." ->M71]] [["Let's move on. Fighting them isn't worth the blood or the risk." ->M72]]

//Janus Liked That// (set: $JanusR to ($JanusR +1)) (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Aye, fair enough, lad. My knee feels healed already, knowing we could've been dinner." After a few minutes of guttural conversation among them, the two travelling Raegodan continue down the path, and the three by the bridge return to their hiding spots. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Alright. If we just stay quiet and give them a wide area, they won't notice us." Oskar looks at Janus. ''Oskar: ''"Aye, or we could do this trail some good and get rid of 'em. Not everyone knows about secret bridges, or is lucky enough to find an unmanned boat." (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Are you seriously suggesting that we attack them? (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Is that so unthinkable to you? We know that they're there, so sneaking up on 'em should be easy. Only three of 'em. We'd be makin' sure they don't hurt nobody else. " ''Janus: ''"It's an unnecessary risk, Oskar. Besides, they look like more young ones from up here. We shouldn't do any more killing than is needed." ''Oskar: ''"Oh, come down from yer ivory tower for once, boy. We'd be doing those folk yer training so hard to protect a mighty service by getting rid of those Spinebacks. We ain't the first folks coming through this way to escape The Clash, and we won't be the last. We got steel, and skill with it. Better us to fight them than a fleeing family with neither. I know yer trying to do the right thing, lad, but sometimes the right thing ain't pretty." Janus' brow furrows. He looks to the ground in thought. ''Janus: ''"They aren't just feral animals, Oskar. Killing them is an injustice in its own right." He looks to you. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Seems like you're the deciding vote, friend. Whatever you choose will affect our path greatly." [["We should go deal with them. The fight will be easy, and the bridge will be safer for it." ->M71]] [["Let's move on. Fighting them isn't worth the blood or the risk." ->M72]]

(text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "No need for thanks friend. Knowing what we avoided is thanks enough." After a few minutes of guttural conversation among them, the two travelling Raegodan continue down the path, and the three by the bridge return to their hiding spots. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Alright. If we just stay quiet and give them a wide area, they won't notice us." Oskar looks at Janus. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Aye, or we could do this trail some good and get rid of 'em. Not everyone knows about secret bridges, or is lucky enough to find an unmanned boat." (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Are you seriously suggesting that we attack them? (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Is that so unthinkable to you? We know that they're there, so sneaking up on 'em should be easy. Only three of 'em. We'd be makin' sure they don't hurt nobody else. " (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "It's an unnecessary risk, Oskar. Besides, they look like more young ones from up here. We shouldn't do any more killing than is needed." (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Oh, come down from yer ivory tower for once, boy. We'd be doing those folk yer training so hard to protect a mighty service by getting rid of those Spinebacks. We ain't the first folks coming through this way to escape The Clash, and we won't be the last. We got steel, and skill with it. Better us to fight them than a fleeing family with neither. I know yer trying to do the right thing, lad, but sometimes the right thing ain't pretty." Janus' brow furrows. He looks to the ground in thought. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "They aren't just feral animals, Oskar. Killing them is an injustice in its own right." He looks to you. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Seems like you're the deciding vote, friend. Whatever you choose will affect our path greatly." [["We should go deal with them. The fight will be easy, and the bridge will be safer for it." ->M71]] [["Let's move on. Fighting them isn't worth the blood or the risk." ->M72]]

//Janus Didn't Like That// (set: $JanusR to ($JanusR - 1)) Oskar glances at you, surprised to hear you interject. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "The lad's right, Janus. Move, 'fore I make ya move." Oskar takes a step forward, and Janus takes a warding swing at him. He steps back, as do you. You put your hand to your sword. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "You can't win this fight, boy." (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "I have to try." Oskar rears back and unleashes a flurry of chops and thrusts at Janus, advancing at him along the cliff edge. Janus skillfully dodges or redirects them all, but he is clearly struggling to keep up with the sheer force behind the onslaught. You see fear in his eyes. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "I'm not going to kill ya, boy, but I'd like not to hurt you neither. Step aside." (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "You know I won't." Oskar arcs high with his sword. Instead of blocking the swing, Janus ducks underneath it and slams his elbow into Oskar's stomach. The older man wheezes, and takes a few steps back. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Please Oskar. Let this be over." Oskar coughs, and takes a moment to catch his breath. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "I've fought far tougher than you without backing down, boy." The two continue their clash, trading blows with one another. Their struggle takes them closer and closer to the cliff edge. You watch nearby, unsure of what to do. [[Intervene on Janus' behalf. ->M127]] [[Intervene on Oskar's behalf. ->M128]] [[Do not intervene. ->M129]]

Janus nods in agreement. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Our friend is right, Oskar. We can talk this out." (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Ya gonna let me do these Wilds a favor and put down those Spinebacks?" (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "No." (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Not much left to talk about, then." Oskar takes a step forward, and Janus takes a warding swing at him. He steps back, as do you. You put your hand to your sword. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "You can't win this fight, boy." (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "I have to try." Oskar rears back and unleashes a flurry of chops and thrusts at Janus, advancing at him along the cliff edge. Janus skillfully dodges or redirects them all, but he is clearly struggling to keep up with the sheer force behind the onslaught. You see fear in his eyes. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "I'm not going to kill ya, boy, but I'd like not to hurt you neither. Step aside." (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "You know I won't." Oskar arcs high with his sword. Instead of blocking the swing, Janus ducks underneath it and slams his elbow into Oskar's stomach. The older man wheezes, and takes a few steps back. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Please Oskar. Let this be over." Oskar coughs, and takes a moment to catch his breath. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "I've fought far tougher than you without backing down, boy." The two continue their clash, trading blows with one another. Their struggle takes them closer and closer to the cliff edge. You watch nearby, unsure of what to do. [[Intervene on Janus' behalf. ->M127]] [[Intervene on Oskar's behalf. ->M128]] [[Do not intervene. ->M129]]

(text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "And I won't let ya stop me!" Oskar takes a step forward, and Janus takes a warding swing at him. He steps back, as do you. You put your hand to your sword. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "You can't win this fight, boy." (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "I have to try." Oskar rears back and unleashes a flurry of chops and thrusts at Janus, advancing at him along the cliff edge. Janus skillfully dodges or redirects them all, but he is clearly struggling to keep up with the sheer force behind the onslaught. You see fear in his eyes. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "I'm not going to kill ya, boy, but I'd like not to hurt you neither. Step aside." (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "You know I won't." Oskar arcs high with his sword. Instead of blocking the swing, Janus ducks underneath it and slams his elbow into Oskar's stomach. The older man wheezes, and takes a few steps back. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Please Oskar. Let this be over." Oskar coughs, and takes a moment to catch his breath. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "I've fought far tougher than you without backing down, boy." The two continue their clash, trading blows with one another. Their struggle takes them closer and closer to the cliff edge. You watch nearby, unsure of what to do. [[Intervene on Janus' behalf. ->M127]] [[Intervene on Oskar's behalf. ->M128]] [[Do not intervene. ->M129]]

You slowly walk towards the body, crouching down to inspect it. The smell of blood assails your nose, sickening and metallic. It is difficult to tell which of his several wounds spelled his demise, yet you do feel a faint warmth when you touch his skin. The brawl that ended his life took place mere hours ago. Janus stands nearby, looking at the body. He opens his mouth to speak, but instead doubles over and vomits onto the forest floor. He coughs and groans, steadying himself agains a nearby tree. After gathering himself, he finally manages to speak, his voice wilted and raspy. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "He's really dead...It was foolish of him to try and travel through the night..." Janus leans forward and gently closes Oskar's eyes. He looks down, and you see drops of moisture fall from his face onto Oskar's chest. He wipes his eyes, and looks to you. His eyes are wide with a swirl of fear, desperation, and confusion. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "...He was strong...Would he have survived, if I hadn't stabbed him in the thigh earlier? I was just trying to stop more killing, but now he's dead anyway. Friend...is this my fault? I need you to tell me if it was my fault." [["No, Janus. He was the one who chose to travel alone, at night. His blood isn't on your hands."->M175]] [["...Yes, it is. He would still be alive if you hadn't chosen to fight him. His blood is on your hands."->M176]]

You turn away, reflexively. Looking at the body of your former companion, so unceremoniously killed, is too much for you. Janus stands nearby, looking at the body. He opens his mouth to speak, but instead doubles over and vomits onto the forest floor. He coughs and groans, steadying himself agains a nearby tree. After gathering himself, he finally manages to speak, his voice wilted and raspy. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "He's really dead...It was foolish of him to try and travel through the night..." Janus leans forward and gently closes Oskar's eyes. He looks down, and you see drops of moisture fall from his face onto Oskar's chest. He wipes his eyes, and looks to you. His eyes are wide with a swirl of fear, desperation, and confusion. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "...He was strong...Would he have survived, if I hadn't stabbed him in the thigh earlier? I was just trying to stop more killing, but now he's dead anyway. Friend...is this my fault? I need you to tell me if it was my fault." [["No, Janus. He was the one who chose to travel alone, at night. His blood isn't on your hands."->M175]] [["...Yes, it is. He would still be alive if you hadn't chosen to fight him. His blood is on your hands."->M176]]

Janus holds your gaze for a moment, before looking down and giving a faint nod. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Yes, you're right. He shouldn't have taken the risk..." He shakes his head, forcing his attention back to the body. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "He had a locket, or something like it. He'd look at it at night, maybe we can take it back to Veradain for him." You reach forward, looking around Oskar's neck. You find a small silver necklace tucked behind his shirt, with a locket at the end. Opening it, you see a portrait of a young woman, with frazzled curly hair and a beaming smile. You close the locket and wipe the blood off of it, putting it in your pocket. You and Janus stand. You look at the body one last time. A friend, dead on the forest floor. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Winds, I can barely stand leaving him like this. I can't carry him, and I doubt you could either..." You see Janus' train of thought stop, a realization crossing his mind. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "He'd want us to do the pragmatic thing; leave him behind, and try our best to avoid being attacked. Come on, friend. We need to get moving." [[Continue on ->M150]]

Janus holds your gaze for a moment, before looking down and giving a faint nod. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Yes, you're right. I should not have drawn steel against him. I just...I didn't know how else to stop him...Winds Oskar, I'm so sorry." You watch his jaw tighten, as he tries to resist releasing the water in his eyes. He fails, ad a few droplets fall from his chin, onto Oskar's body. He shakes his head, forcing his attention back to the body. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "He had a locket, or something like it. He'd look at it at night, maybe we can take it back to Veradain for him." You reach forward, looking around Oskar's neck. You find a small silver necklace tucked behind his shirt, with a locket at the end. Opening it, you see a portrait of a young woman, with frazzled curly hair and a beaming smile. You close the locket and wipe the blood off of it, putting it in your pocket. You and Janus stand. You look at the body one last time. A friend, dead on the forest floor. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Winds, I can barely stand leaving him like this. I can't carry him, and I doubt you could either..." You see Janus' train of thought stop, a realization crossing his mind. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "He'd want us to do the pragmatic thing; leave him behind, and try our best to avoid being attacked. Come on, friend. We need to get moving." [[Continue on ->M150]]

You slowly walk towards the body, crouching down to inspect it. The smell of blood assails your nose, sickening and metallic. It is difficult to tell which of his several wounds spelled his demise, yet you do feel a faint warmth when you touch his skin. The brawl that ended his life took place mere hours ago. Oskar stands nearby, looking at the body. He speaks, his normal boisterous tone replaced by a sorrowful whisper. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Stupid boy...Dead at the hands of the filth he wanted to look after...It's sick, is what it is..." He carefully lowers himself to the body, inspecting. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "He must've tried travelling through the night. Bastards jumped on him and took everything he had." Oskar leans forward on his good leg, and gently closes Janus' eyes. He looks down, humming something under his breath. He finishes, and removes his hand. He looks at you, shaking off of the sorrow. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "See if he's got any other trinkets on 'im. Might be he's got family in Veradain we could bring somethin' to. Best we can do, seeing as we ain't got the means to bury him." You heed Oskar's command, checking Janus' pockets and clothes. You find a small silver necklace tucked behind his shirt, with some engraving that you don't understand. You wipe the blood off of it and put it in your pocket. You and Oskar stand. You look at the body one last time. A friend, dead on the forest floor. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "I hate leaving him like this, but ain't anything else to be done. Come on, lad. We'd best get moving. [[Continue on ->M143]]

You turn away, reflexively. Looking at the body of your former companion, so unceremoniously killed, is too much for you. Oskar stands nearby, looking at the body. He speaks, his normal boisterous tone replaced by a sorrowful whisper. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Stupid boy...Dead at the hands of the filth he wanted to look after...It's sick, is what it is..." He carefully lowers himself to the body, inspecting. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "He must've tried travelling through the night. Bastards jumped on him and took everything he had." Oskar leans forward on his good leg, and gently closes Janus' eyes. He looks down, humming something under his breath. He finishes, and removes his hand. He looks at you, shaking off of the sorrow. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "See if he's got any other trinkets on 'im. Might be he's got family in Veradain we could bring somethin' to. Best we can do, seeing as we ain't got the means to bury him." You reluctantly heed Oskar's command,trying not to look while you search Janus' pockets and clothes. Your fingers find a small silver necklace tucked behind his shirt, with some engraving that you don't understand. You wipe the blood off of it and put it in your pocket. You and Oskar stand. You look at the body one last time. A friend, dead on the forest floor. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "I hate leaving him like this, but ain't anything else to be done. Come on, lad. We'd best get moving. [[Continue on ->M143]]

(text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Maybe they're thinking of leaving us alone." (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Fat chance, boy." The larger Raegodan barks a command to the others. (text-colour:red)[''Large Raegodan:''] " Vishtaya, forsach. Sheeli, y fayor ye va. Fisha." The other Raegodan step back from Oskar and Janus, and the smaller one in front of you steps away as well. Two of the large ones reach down to pick up Oskar and Janus' backpacks. Oskar steps forward forcefully, but Janus grabs him on the shoulder and holds him back. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Hey! What makes you think ya can just take those, Spineback?" (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Let them have them, Oskar! We're only a day out, we'll survive without them." The Raegodan pick up the travelling packs off the ground, and start to walk away into the forest. The wounded one looks at you, gives you a nod, and turns to follow the others. Moments pass, as the Raegodan walk off into the night. Your grip on your weapon slowly loosens, and you turn to Oskar and Janus. While they both have cuts and scrapes on them, they appear to be mostly unharmed. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "What in the Winds just happened?" Janus responds, breathing heavily. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "The wounded one, with the head ring. Our friend saved it earlier. I guess it wanted to return the favor." (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Aye, so did the one you spared at the bridge. The damn thing led them here, just like I said." (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Oskar, please. It doesn't matter anymore. We're alive" Oskar opens his mouth to reply, but stops himself. Instead, he begins to gather what supplies and rations the Raegodan left behind. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "We need to move. We ain't safe here." Janus walks up to you. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Thank you friend. I owe you a debt. You may not have known it at the time, but you saved us all earlier today. I won't easily forget that." [["Oskar's right, though. We wouldn't have needed saving at all if we'd killed the one by the bridge." ->M124]] [["No need. It was the right thing to do." ->M125]]

//Oskar Didn't Like That// (set: $OskarR to ($OskarR - 1))(text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "For now, they aren't. Just don't lose your grip, lads." (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Maybe they're thinking of leaving us alone." (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Fat chance, boy." The larger Raegodan barks a command to the others. (text-colour:red)[''Large Raegodan:''] " Vishtaya, forsach. Sheeli, y fayor ye va. Fisha." The other Raegodan step back from Oskar and Janus, and the smaller one in front of you steps away as well. Two of the large ones reach down to pick up Oskar and Janus' backpacks. Oskar steps forward forcefully, but Janus grabs him on the shoulder and holds him back. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Hey! What makes you think ya can just take those, Spineback?" (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Let them have them, Oskar! We're only a day out, we'll survive without them." The Raegodan pick up the travelling packs off the ground, and start to walk away into the forest. The wounded one looks at you, gives you a nod, and turns to follow the others. Moments pass, as the Raegodan walk off into the night. Your grip on your weapon slowly loosens, and you turn to Oskar and Janus. While they both have cuts and scrapes on them, they appear to be mostly unharmed. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "What in the Winds just happened?" Janus responds, breathing heavily. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "The wounded one, with the head ring. Our friend saved it earlier. I guess it wanted to return the favor." (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "Aye, so did the one you spared at the bridge. The damn thing led them here, just like I said." (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Oskar, please. It doesn't matter anymore. We're alive" Oskar opens his mouth to reply, but stops himself. Instead, he begins to gather what supplies and rations the Raegodan left behind. (text-colour:#ffa100)[''Oskar:''] "We need to move. We ain't safe here." Janus walks up to you. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Thank you friend. I owe you a debt. You may not have known it at the time, but you saved us all earlier today. I won't easily forget that." [["Oskar's right, though. We wouldn't have needed saving at all if we'd killed the one by the bridge." ->M124]] [["No need. It was the right thing to do." ->M125]]

Janus holds your gaze for a moment, before looking down and giving a faint nod. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Yes, you're right. We did the right thing..." He shakes his head, forcing his attention back to the body. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "He had a locket, or something like it. He'd look at it at night, maybe we can take it back to Veradain for him." You reach forward, looking around Oskar's neck. You find a small silver necklace tucked behind his shirt, with a locket at the end. Opening it, you see a portrait of a young woman, with frazzled curly hair and a beaming smile. You close the locket and wipe the blood off of it, putting it in your pocket. You and Janus stand, looking at the body. A friend, dead on the forest floor. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "We need to bury him, and quickly. Then we move." Janus rummages through his pack for a trowel, and starts looking for a good place to start digging. [[Bury Oskar ->M96]]

Janus holds your gaze for a moment, before looking down and giving a faint nod. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "Yes, you're right. I should not have drawn steel against him. I just...I didn't know how else to stop him...Winds Oskar, I'm so sorry." You watch his jaw tighten, as he tries to resist releasing the water in his eyes. He fails, ad a few droplets fall from his chin, onto Oskar's body. He shakes his head, forcing his attention back to the body. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "He had a locket, or something like it. He'd look at it at night, maybe we can take it back to Veradain for him." You reach forward, looking around Oskar's neck. You find a small silver necklace tucked behind his shirt, with a locket at the end. Opening it, you see a portrait of a young woman, with frazzled curly hair and a beaming smile. You close the locket and wipe the blood off of it, putting it in your pocket. You and Janus stand, looking at the body. A friend, dead on the forest floor. (text-colour:cyan)[''Janus:''] "We need to bury him, and quickly. Then we move." Janus rummages through his pack for a trowel, and starts looking for a good place to start digging. [[Bury Oskar ->M96]]

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