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>"So Jemima's the thief, Cawdor's the murderer. Who's the cheat that strange man referred to? Am I the cheat?"
Tony considers for a moment before chuckling.
“Oh, no, Abel. I don’t think that goon has ever seen Miss Stone or Cawdor before. I’m the thief, the murderer, and the cheat.”
Tony lets that information sink in for a second before elaborating.
“I had some run-ins with them in the past. Scammed ‘em a couple times, I suppose. They don’t take too kindly to that, I tell you what.”
>Ask what that fork was. Someone buried it.
“The fork? Can’t tell you much about it. Cawdor’s more reliable with this kinda thing than I am.”
Cawdor’s eyes snap open and he swivels around to face you before explaining.
“That was a Fork of Thanatos. You saw the man use it to awaken a pneuma, no?”
>What is that creature?
Cawdor continues his explanation.
"Right, that pneuma that he awoke was the physical manifestation of his subconscious. That kind of pneuma has great strength, but cannot think like you or I can."
>What is this crazy place?
Antonius begins talking again and Cawdor turns back around.
“This is an offshoot of the Aten Valley. We’ll join the main branch soon enough, then we’ll needta go through another branch to get back home.”
> Well, for starters, thank them for rescuing you from these guys. Which can be a nice prelude for asking who these guys were.
> What is this crazy cult?
You thank everyone in the car for your salvation.
Cawdor grunts in appreciation, Miss Stone smiles at you, and Elaine enthusiastically says something incomprehensible.
Antonius seems to speak for the whole team.
“No sweat, Abel. Be a bit stupid of me to offer to hire you and then let you die like that!”
You then ask about the lovely people who took care of you before Antonius found you.
“Them? Just scavengers. Nothing special. No nefarious ‘purpose’ as far as we can tell, just isolationist scroungers.”
>What is the job?
“I’d love to call it a heist, but it’s more like a few burglaries. Look, there’s a number of important things out there that people have that I want, and I know they’re not gonna give them to me by choice. I need you, Stone, Cawdor, and Elaine to go get them for me.
Now, I’m sure you’re wondering about what I’ll pay you, and I’m afraid I don’t have much money at the moment. So, instead, I’ll make you a promise. As long as you work for me, accommodation and all your meals’ll be provided, and by the time I’m ready to let you go, you’ll own your brother’s business.”
Your brother’s business.
Your brother Cain runs an extremely lucrative business. You used to work there too, though his method of usurping you, and eventually, the head of the company, meant you would basically never be able to work there, or anywhere reputable, again.
A triumphant grin creeps onto Tony’s face as he watches you process this information.
>Why did you choose without tekling me it involved a death risk?
“Ah, I knew you could handle it. To tell you the truth, there’ll be a not insignificant death risk no matter what you do. With me, though it’s part of the job, as opposed to a workplace hazard.”
>Why do we have animal faces? Am I on drugs?
You decide not to ask these questions, since you already know the answers.
(You've always had one, and no, as far as you know)
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