Rory’s Flask weighs heavily in your hand as you pull it out of your bag. For a moment, you consider not giving Rory his flask. Why is it important to Rory? Was it an artifact of power? If the flask was so important to the Fair Folk, what else could you get for it? Rory’s hungry eyes have not left the Flask as you consider what to do. You are uncertain how Rory would react if you try to change the agreement. While you did not trust the Fair Folk, he was the closest thing you had to an ally until you found Sasha and Wanahton.
You toss the Flask to the Fair Folk Noble. Your throw is a bit short and Rory’s eyes widen fearfully as his eyes follow the flask. He leans forward to snatch it out of the air before it hits the ground. Why risk angering Rory when you could play on the Fair Folk’s desire for drama? You have no need to keep the flask to get Rory to help. “Rory, this is Mayim Shen. He has come to avenge his brothers’ death at the hands of your Oath Mother.”
Watcher rumbles and Rory answers. “You are observant as always, Watcher of Many Eyes. Tell me, Mayim Shen. Four of your brothers have faced my Oath Mother and fallen. What makes you so certain that you will succeed where they have failed? “
Shen takes a step forward and stands before Rory. “When I stood next to my brother, Sora, I was not much older than our Envoy here. I watched your mother kill him and lick his blood off of her blade. My life was only spared so that I could bring my brother’s corpse home to my father. I have brooded long about Our Lady of Wonder-Devouring Delight. I forsake the Sky for the Sea to my mother’s grief so that one day I could have this opportunity for revenge. What makes me so certain of my success?” Shen smirks. “You will just have to wait and see like everyone else.”
Rory laughs and claps in excitement. “Bravo! You are right not to spoil your stratagem, Mayim Shen. It ruins the suspense. Come this way. My Oath Mother sits in judgement of the Mistress of the Moon and those she convinced to rise up in munity against Our Lady. “
Rory and Watcher lead you and Shen though the remains of the battlefield. One starfish warrior sadistically toy with his victim before finally stabbing them in the heart. Two warriors duel among the dead, when suddenly one throws his sword aside and kneels before the other. Tears stream down the warrior’s cheeks, as he takes her sword and places it at his throat. The second warrior drops her own sword and together they begin to rip off their armor in berserk lust. The female warrior, having exposed skin, bites…
“Svante!” Shen calls. “Let’s not get distracted.”
“I wasn’t distracted.” You pick up your pace to catch up with Shen and the others.
Watch grumbles and Rory asks, “Watcher wants to know if the Envoy wants a ride to better enjoy the battlefield.”
“That won’t be necessary,” Shen answer for you. “We should look for Sasha and Wanahton.”
As Mei Mei sniffs around, you search for Sasha or Wanahton but do not see them among the dead, wounded, or otherwise occupied Fair Folk. You walk closer to Shen and ask “Did you really forsake the Sky for the Sea for vengeance?”
“Of course not.” Shen scoffs. “It sounded good, didn’t it? ”
You look to make sure Rory was not listening. “What is your plan?”
“All of my brothers tried to best the Blue Lady relying on their skill in Martial Arts. To be honest, I am only a fair Martial Artist. Yet, I have other skill sets that they didn’t.”
Sorcery, you realize. Shen continues, “Also, they didn’t have a Sidereal at their side. If you have any tricks yourself, now it the time to use them. I can use all the help I can get.”
You nod. Rory stops just before the entrance of the Mossy Court. “Envoy, my mother still does not believe me about you. We should save her revelation of your existence for the most opportune moment.”
“Um… right.” You step outside of Fate. Mei Mei looks utterly baffled at your disappearance and frantically sniffs around, looking for you. You entangle your thread with Mei Mei’s. Go with Shen, you tell her. Shen calls to Mei Mei, she reluctantly follows Rory and Shen though the Mossy Court.
You find the Blue Lady, clade in sea urchin battle armor, standing on the top of her watery staircase. In the middle of the court, you find the captured Desert Fox. Tree roots and vines impale her flesh, trapping her to the ground of the Mossy Court. Cages of sturdy branches hang high in the trees that line the court filled with fair folk of various states of injury. Below the cages, stand other Fair Folk who jeer and throw fruit at the cages.
You find Sasha, uninjured and unrestrained, kneeling not far from the Lunar. Mei Mei runs up to your sister, tail wagging. Sasha picks up the puppy and whispers into her ear. She sets the puppy down and notices Shen and Rory approach. “Shen? What are you doing here? Why is Mei Mei with you?“ Sasha searches though the crowd, looking for you.
“What is the meaning of this interruption, Rory? Can you not see we are busy with matters of state?” The Blue Lady begins to descend down the stairs, her malice flooding each step.
Mei Mei barks and runs to one of the trees. Wanahton works his way through the crowd of fair folk in the cage and signals the puppy to be quiet. Mei Mei wags her tail and begins to play keep away with the now cheering Fair Folk.
Rory, unruffled by the Blue Lady’s anger, says, “Our Lady, may I present to you, Mayim Shen, son of Admiral Mayim Takeshi.”
The Blue Lady’s eye widen and she puts a hand to her chest. “My Admiral! Did he send you with a threat?“
“No. My father did not send me. I came on my own.” Shen approaches the Blue Lady and stand before her, hand on his sword hilt. “I am here to avenge my brothers, retrieve the corpse of my great grandfather, and free the seas from your menace, Our Lady of Wonder-Devouring Delight.””
“Shen, what are you doing?” Sasha repeats. “Go back to the ship.”
“Do not interrupt, Swordswoman. We shall complete our negotiations for your companion later. We have an important matter to attend to.” The Blue Lady finish descending her stair case and stands before Shen. She barely reaches his shoulder. “Tell us, Son of our Enemy. Why does the Admiral not come himself? Have we not raided enough islands to raise his ire? He has not become…. Ill and infirm, has he?“
“My Father has never been healthier. He has been too busy managing the Western to deal with you.”
“He has chosen to do paperwork rather than face us, his dearest and greatest enemy?” The Mossy Court trembles beneath your feet at the Blue Lady’s indignation.
Shen’s hand tightens on his sword hilt, but he continues. “Oh yes, my father finds paperwork much more important than you.”
The court stops trembling and the Blue Lady closes her eyes, a single tear rolls down her cheek. “He has forgotten. He has forgotten me and all we had together. But no matter.” The trees around the Mossy Court lift their roots from the ground and descend upon the Blue Lady. Tree branches encircle her arms, legs, and torso and merge with her body. Now towering above Shen, the twin gossamer blades of iridescent blue appear in Blue Lady’s hands. “We will send the Admiral a gift of your corpse to remind him of what he has thrown away. “
What do you do?
- Free the Desert Fox from her bonds
- Free Wanahton and the Mutinous Fair Folk from their cage
- Help Shen defeat the Blue Lady