V. Feurig
- Location
- SV's Only Complete Persona Quest
- Pronouns
- She/Her
[X] Equip Detuned Piano (+2 Strength, -1 Sound, 2 Accessory Slots) on Clara?
[X] Delay Cadence with words, demand to know what the point behind all this is.
[X] Gabriel
"Cadence, why?!" You stood off your chair and yelled at him, even placing your own hand on Gabriel's shoulder, "This- this is inhumane, what could possibly possess your town to stoop to this?! We- we don't act this way anymore!"
"Oh, really Clara?" Cadence said, his eyes staring right at you even as his smile remained, "In our modern world, we make sacrifices in the name of art all the time. It's shameful that I have to explain this to you, for the reality that true art cannot exist without pain should be something every artist knows."
You gritted your teeth, your nostrils even started flaring. "Is that why you want to kill Gabriel, just to make people miserable?"
"If people don't experience pain, people cannot take that pain and from it create art," Cadence kept going, "And no great compositions will again be made to rejuvenate our world born from song. Now, do unhand Gabriel, so that we of Sortita may fulfill our duty to the world."
You glared back and hissed, "Make me," and from there held Gabriel tight and bolted.
[Gabriel has joined the party. Cadence has left the party]
Not that you could simply run on out of this cultish town, as you and Gabriel were quickly jumped by the masked townsfolk. While you didn't hesitate to try fending them off with blows from your keysword, Gabriel just stood there and shivered.
"M-Miss Clara, I…" he tried to find the words, "I-I am scared to die, b-but… I don't want to fight my own townspeople."
"Gabriel," you only had time to mutter as, in the dark off the night, you launched a Virtuoso Vice assault on the masked man in front of you, only to then get jumped by two more. Knocked to the ground now, you felt the light of an ablaze torch upon you, which let you push back up with a rising Glissando Storm, knocking back the two townsmen. "Gabriel, anyone who tries to sacrifice you aren't 'your people'!" you got the chance to finish saying.
As he saw you being continuously wounded fending off the would-be sacrificers, Gabriel ran up to the same torchlight himself and said, "Miss Clara, y-you're right. This won't be the end, Miracle Heal!" He played an angelic melody on his trumpet, musically restoring you to full health.
[+1 Melody to Clara and Gabriel]
Breaking on through another wave of townsfolk, you headed with Gabriel over to a low-lying roof, which you strained to lift yourself up onto. "We can't get out of here across that bridge, there are guards there," you glanced down and told him, also having to check for any possible townsfolk springing up behind you.
Gabriel gulped but took your hand anyway so you could help him up onto the roof. Your adrenaline having fully kicked in by now, you then lead him from rooftop to rooftop trying to lose your masked pursuers.
"B-but, if we can't get out across a bridge, how can we get out?" Gabriel tried asking between the leaps you had to do.
You nearly stopped running, as you hadn't really thought any further beyond not taking the bridge. "We-we'll swim across the river once we've lost them over these roofs. I'm not sure of any other way out," you eventually said, but kept quiet on not even knowing if this boy could swim, or that the river wasn't so slow-moving.
[+1 Terrain]
Reaching a roof overlooking the River Flow, a panting Gabriel following, you breathed a sigh of relief as it seemed any townsfolk had been long delayed by that rooftop chase. Well, all but one…
View: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ERo15QKCE6c
"Clara, Clara, you have been such an ungrateful guest," Cadence's words then rang in your ears, as the moonlit conductor steeped in between you and the river, "I brought you in from the river, showed you around town, taught you everything you know about our world, saved you from those Demons, and arranged for you to perform at our Festival. Yet this is how you repay us?"
"And you deceived me the whole time, hiding your murderous intent," you seethed as you tried striking him, only for Cadence to step out of the way and spin around at you with his baton.
"I never lied, Clara, you were simply incurious," Cadence laughed before sweeping at you from behind with his baton, "If you wanted the full details of the Festival, all you had to do was ask."
Standing back in the shadows, Gabriel then held forth his trumpet-pistol and tried firing at Cadence, only for the conductor to barely seem scratched. "As for you, Chosen One," Cadence said as he looked at Gabriel, "Despite this setback, I can ensure you will not survive the night, even if I must commit the deed myself."
Cadence now launched one of his attacks against you, calling on a Percussive Quake to pound both Gabriel and you into the tiles below. As you struggled you pick yourself up, he laughed down at you and pulled out a skill fully new to you, a more sinister skill that may've warned you of his true nature.
"Obey my every order, Chain of Command!" Cadence proclaimed as he pointed his baton right between your eyes, enthralling you for long enough that, with another wave of his baton, he controlled you into trying to slash at Gabriel, the boy scurrying away but not unscathed.
Even when you regained control of yourself, knowing that you attacked Gabriel stung you so much that for a second you were paralysed. The instant you could again move, you sped over to slash again at Cadence, only for him to spin to face you and parry with his baton.
Gabriel had at least managed to get around to the side of the roof facing the river, and yet looking down and knowing the only way out of here was to jump made him freeze.
You tried hurrying over to him, only to hear Cadence chant at you, "A thousand wires be your cage, String Vivisection!" Each movement of his baton then drew up a razor-sharp wire around you, caging you in a web of strings, a cage you could only break through by enduring what felt like a thousand cuts.
Your bleeding body nearly collapsed right by Gabriel on that side of the roof, Cadence howling with laughter as he loomed above you. You looked at Gabriel and offered your hand, and with him trembling as he then reached to take it, the two of you then chanced the leap down into the River Flow over the certain death of Sortita's Festival.
"Hah, then die in the water, give us the death we wanted!" were the last words you heard Cadence say as you leapt with Gabriel. Per those words, the river was freezing cold, and with you beaten so badly that you had no strength to struggle against the current, you soon fell unconscious as you were washed downstream.
You slowly awoke, having not the slightest idea how much time had passed since you'd escaped through that river. At least the first person you could make out being Gabriel meant that you hadn't been recaptured by Sortita, him still being alive.
"Are you okay, M-Miss Clara?" his trembling voice asked immediately upon you waking up. "I-I used my melodies to h-heal you, but…" he then wheezed, having clearly put himself out of breath doing so.
It was good you still had some spare Floral Powders to heal him with in return, but now you faced the question of just where you were. Slowly picking yourself up, you looked around to see you were in an ashen landscape, surrounded by grey, burnt trees like records and clarinets set ablaze.
"This would be that Feurigwald then?" you muttered.
Score Piece x1!
View: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PYVNAUq1cRk
"Y-Yeah, it would, but I guess we're deep in, since it's… not any part of it I know," Gabriel mumbled, "Sorry, Miss Clara, all my life I've never been that far from Sortita, never been allowed really."
"Gabriel, that's-" you began, "That's okay, it's nothing you need to apologise for. And well, I'd be Missus Clara, Clara Schumann."
"Oh, sorry Miss- Missus, I didn't know," Gabriel squeaked, "Um, I imagine your husband must be really worried about you."
You blushed at the thought, then said, "Really, I'm just as worried about him."
Gabriel then looked back upstream, and of all things said, "I- Do you think I should go back and apologise? To Sortita?"
You gasped. "Absolutely not!" you told him, "Even if you've known them all your life, those people still tried to kill you. Again, you have nothing to apologise for!"
"Y-Yeah, you're right," Gabriel said, but still looked down, "I guess I said that because, well, after that time I saw angels as a child, they made me spend the rest of my life preparing for- for that day. Now I'm free, but… I don't know what to do now."
"Well, you can always come with me to Haupstimme, I believe it's to the north of here," you said and smiled, "I received an invitation from, uh, two gentlemen there, they're ah, how do I put this, friends of my husband. First thing we're there-"
[ ] We'll try finding those two right away.
[ ] We'll alert any authorities about Sortita.
[ ] We'll stock up on supplies, to head further away from Sortita.
[ ] I'll let you decide what we should do.
[ ] Write-in
Score Piece x1!
Heading out, the first thing you found was not a pleasant sight to wake to. It looked like a cross between a mushroom and some sort of lizard, draconic even, with the fungi along its top an array of swirling rainbow colours. This creature did appear to be slain though, so no threat to you, from a… crossbow bolt in its back?
You asked Gabriel, "…Are crossbows that common in Sortita?" Or whatever the instrument crossbow hybrid was around here.
"Not really, I've never seen people in town carry them. Although," Gabriel said, twirling his fingers, "They do say there's a Warlock, a Demon Summoner, who roams around here with a Violin on him," and there was your hybrid, "Everyone says to stay away if you see him."
"Still, he did take out that monster near us while we weren't conscious, and didn't try to steal our possessions," you said, "And I wouldn't exactly trust the word of Sortita right now. Hmm, did you ever hear his name?"
"His name? Oh, um, think it was-"
[ ] Dorian
[ ] Solomon
[ ] Libero
[ ] Write-in
[X] Delay Cadence with words, demand to know what the point behind all this is.
[X] Gabriel
"Cadence, why?!" You stood off your chair and yelled at him, even placing your own hand on Gabriel's shoulder, "This- this is inhumane, what could possibly possess your town to stoop to this?! We- we don't act this way anymore!"
"Oh, really Clara?" Cadence said, his eyes staring right at you even as his smile remained, "In our modern world, we make sacrifices in the name of art all the time. It's shameful that I have to explain this to you, for the reality that true art cannot exist without pain should be something every artist knows."
You gritted your teeth, your nostrils even started flaring. "Is that why you want to kill Gabriel, just to make people miserable?"
"If people don't experience pain, people cannot take that pain and from it create art," Cadence kept going, "And no great compositions will again be made to rejuvenate our world born from song. Now, do unhand Gabriel, so that we of Sortita may fulfill our duty to the world."
You glared back and hissed, "Make me," and from there held Gabriel tight and bolted.
[Gabriel has joined the party. Cadence has left the party]
Not that you could simply run on out of this cultish town, as you and Gabriel were quickly jumped by the masked townsfolk. While you didn't hesitate to try fending them off with blows from your keysword, Gabriel just stood there and shivered.
"M-Miss Clara, I…" he tried to find the words, "I-I am scared to die, b-but… I don't want to fight my own townspeople."
"Gabriel," you only had time to mutter as, in the dark off the night, you launched a Virtuoso Vice assault on the masked man in front of you, only to then get jumped by two more. Knocked to the ground now, you felt the light of an ablaze torch upon you, which let you push back up with a rising Glissando Storm, knocking back the two townsmen. "Gabriel, anyone who tries to sacrifice you aren't 'your people'!" you got the chance to finish saying.
[Roll 4d3 for attack: 3, 1, 2, 1 +Clara's Melody 10]
[Roll 4d3 for healing: 2, 3, 3, 1 +Gabriel's Melody 8 +Last Prayers Booklet]
[Roll 4d3 for healing: 2, 3, 3, 1 +Gabriel's Melody 8 +Last Prayers Booklet]
As he saw you being continuously wounded fending off the would-be sacrificers, Gabriel ran up to the same torchlight himself and said, "Miss Clara, y-you're right. This won't be the end, Miracle Heal!" He played an angelic melody on his trumpet, musically restoring you to full health.
[+1 Melody to Clara and Gabriel]
Breaking on through another wave of townsfolk, you headed with Gabriel over to a low-lying roof, which you strained to lift yourself up onto. "We can't get out of here across that bridge, there are guards there," you glanced down and told him, also having to check for any possible townsfolk springing up behind you.
Gabriel gulped but took your hand anyway so you could help him up onto the roof. Your adrenaline having fully kicked in by now, you then lead him from rooftop to rooftop trying to lose your masked pursuers.
"B-but, if we can't get out across a bridge, how can we get out?" Gabriel tried asking between the leaps you had to do.
You nearly stopped running, as you hadn't really thought any further beyond not taking the bridge. "We-we'll swim across the river once we've lost them over these roofs. I'm not sure of any other way out," you eventually said, but kept quiet on not even knowing if this boy could swim, or that the river wasn't so slow-moving.
[+1 Terrain]
Reaching a roof overlooking the River Flow, a panting Gabriel following, you breathed a sigh of relief as it seemed any townsfolk had been long delayed by that rooftop chase. Well, all but one…
View: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ERo15QKCE6c
"Clara, Clara, you have been such an ungrateful guest," Cadence's words then rang in your ears, as the moonlit conductor steeped in between you and the river, "I brought you in from the river, showed you around town, taught you everything you know about our world, saved you from those Demons, and arranged for you to perform at our Festival. Yet this is how you repay us?"
"And you deceived me the whole time, hiding your murderous intent," you seethed as you tried striking him, only for Cadence to step out of the way and spin around at you with his baton.
"I never lied, Clara, you were simply incurious," Cadence laughed before sweeping at you from behind with his baton, "If you wanted the full details of the Festival, all you had to do was ask."
[Roll 4d3 for attack: 3, 1, 1, 1 +Gabriel's Melody 9]
Standing back in the shadows, Gabriel then held forth his trumpet-pistol and tried firing at Cadence, only for the conductor to barely seem scratched. "As for you, Chosen One," Cadence said as he looked at Gabriel, "Despite this setback, I can ensure you will not survive the night, even if I must commit the deed myself."
Cadence now launched one of his attacks against you, calling on a Percussive Quake to pound both Gabriel and you into the tiles below. As you struggled you pick yourself up, he laughed down at you and pulled out a skill fully new to you, a more sinister skill that may've warned you of his true nature.
[Roll 4d3 to resist skill: 3, 1, 2, 1, +Clara's Rhythm 7]
"Obey my every order, Chain of Command!" Cadence proclaimed as he pointed his baton right between your eyes, enthralling you for long enough that, with another wave of his baton, he controlled you into trying to slash at Gabriel, the boy scurrying away but not unscathed.
Even when you regained control of yourself, knowing that you attacked Gabriel stung you so much that for a second you were paralysed. The instant you could again move, you sped over to slash again at Cadence, only for him to spin to face you and parry with his baton.
Gabriel had at least managed to get around to the side of the roof facing the river, and yet looking down and knowing the only way out of here was to jump made him freeze.
You tried hurrying over to him, only to hear Cadence chant at you, "A thousand wires be your cage, String Vivisection!" Each movement of his baton then drew up a razor-sharp wire around you, caging you in a web of strings, a cage you could only break through by enduring what felt like a thousand cuts.
Your bleeding body nearly collapsed right by Gabriel on that side of the roof, Cadence howling with laughter as he loomed above you. You looked at Gabriel and offered your hand, and with him trembling as he then reached to take it, the two of you then chanced the leap down into the River Flow over the certain death of Sortita's Festival.
"Hah, then die in the water, give us the death we wanted!" were the last words you heard Cadence say as you leapt with Gabriel. Per those words, the river was freezing cold, and with you beaten so badly that you had no strength to struggle against the current, you soon fell unconscious as you were washed downstream.
[Roll for river: 1, 2, 2, 3+2 Terrain]
[Used Floral Powder x1]
[Used Floral Powder x1]
You slowly awoke, having not the slightest idea how much time had passed since you'd escaped through that river. At least the first person you could make out being Gabriel meant that you hadn't been recaptured by Sortita, him still being alive.
"Are you okay, M-Miss Clara?" his trembling voice asked immediately upon you waking up. "I-I used my melodies to h-heal you, but…" he then wheezed, having clearly put himself out of breath doing so.
It was good you still had some spare Floral Powders to heal him with in return, but now you faced the question of just where you were. Slowly picking yourself up, you looked around to see you were in an ashen landscape, surrounded by grey, burnt trees like records and clarinets set ablaze.
"This would be that Feurigwald then?" you muttered.
Score Piece x1!
View: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PYVNAUq1cRk
"Y-Yeah, it would, but I guess we're deep in, since it's… not any part of it I know," Gabriel mumbled, "Sorry, Miss Clara, all my life I've never been that far from Sortita, never been allowed really."
"Gabriel, that's-" you began, "That's okay, it's nothing you need to apologise for. And well, I'd be Missus Clara, Clara Schumann."
"Oh, sorry Miss- Missus, I didn't know," Gabriel squeaked, "Um, I imagine your husband must be really worried about you."
You blushed at the thought, then said, "Really, I'm just as worried about him."
Gabriel then looked back upstream, and of all things said, "I- Do you think I should go back and apologise? To Sortita?"
You gasped. "Absolutely not!" you told him, "Even if you've known them all your life, those people still tried to kill you. Again, you have nothing to apologise for!"
"Y-Yeah, you're right," Gabriel said, but still looked down, "I guess I said that because, well, after that time I saw angels as a child, they made me spend the rest of my life preparing for- for that day. Now I'm free, but… I don't know what to do now."
"Well, you can always come with me to Haupstimme, I believe it's to the north of here," you said and smiled, "I received an invitation from, uh, two gentlemen there, they're ah, how do I put this, friends of my husband. First thing we're there-"
[ ] We'll try finding those two right away.
[ ] We'll alert any authorities about Sortita.
[ ] We'll stock up on supplies, to head further away from Sortita.
[ ] I'll let you decide what we should do.
[ ] Write-in
Score Piece x1!
Heading out, the first thing you found was not a pleasant sight to wake to. It looked like a cross between a mushroom and some sort of lizard, draconic even, with the fungi along its top an array of swirling rainbow colours. This creature did appear to be slain though, so no threat to you, from a… crossbow bolt in its back?
You asked Gabriel, "…Are crossbows that common in Sortita?" Or whatever the instrument crossbow hybrid was around here.
"Not really, I've never seen people in town carry them. Although," Gabriel said, twirling his fingers, "They do say there's a Warlock, a Demon Summoner, who roams around here with a Violin on him," and there was your hybrid, "Everyone says to stay away if you see him."
"Still, he did take out that monster near us while we weren't conscious, and didn't try to steal our possessions," you said, "And I wouldn't exactly trust the word of Sortita right now. Hmm, did you ever hear his name?"
"His name? Oh, um, think it was-"
[ ] Dorian
[ ] Solomon
[ ] Libero
[ ] Write-in
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