Exit:
- [X]Grandfather's Sword: Nicholas' Schnee's Greatsword, currently just gathering dust in the main hallway, overlooking the front door. Everyone would notice it going missing. But it was not supposed to be hung up like some artifact… it was meant to be used. Unfortunately, you are also far too small to use it properly right now, but it is a legacy you wish to uphold. (Gain Item: Winter Fluch)
- [X]Weiss' Scarf: A gift from Weiss on your birthday. It was a red scarf that was embroidered with the Schnee family Emblem. She made it for you… to celebrate how far you have gone to be better. To be worthy of your name. (Gain Item: An Embroidered Scarf)
- [X]Fake ID: Your Father was… paranoid for your safety, and always planned to travel as different people, so that you were never… targeted for kidnapping and ransom. It always worked out in the end. It may even help you stay away from your father. (Gain Item: Fake ID)
- [X]Argus: The Northern coastline, a beautiful city and home to Sanctum Academy and the Brilliant 300 man melee. A Place where legends are born… and a quiet enough town that no one ever notices it.
It took you a moment to get Grandfather's sword. It was high above the mantelpiece, near one of the portraits that Jacques commissioned when Grandfather was old and dying, where he frowned.
The Power of Age, it was called, and your grandfather was again clad in armor, standing, but it held the same power that many portraits of your Grandfather had. But this one was different. His eyes were different.
They betrayed just how frail he was as he was dying, his health failing, and his family falling apart.
You think more than anything, the betrayal of Father's… well trust that he gave to your mother to manipulations.
But as you held the sword, you could feel its weight, and its power. This was no simple blade, no simple trophy to be adorned on the Mantelpiece of some mansion.
It wished to be used. You didn't know why you thought of that, but it reminded you of… well you. A boy wishing to honor the name, not having to use the blade that forged your name into the foundations of Remanent.
Unfortunately, it was so heavy and unwieldy. The blade fell onto the floor and stuck into the floorboards, a tiny bit of steel sticking into the floor.
Who finds you:
D100 => 64
For a moment, you thought it was nothing. Not a soul heard your mistake.
"You know young master, most people when they plan to sneak away would try not to make a racket?" The voice of your butler stated.
You turned to see the man who ran the day-to-day operations of the Schnee Manor, Klein Sieben. His eyes were a dull brown, instead of his other many-colored eyes that appeared. "Klein... I"
"I am not here to send you to your room, nor send out an alarm to your father." his eyes became red as he blinked. "Though I ought to."
"You know why I have to Klein." You replied.
His eyes became pink. "Where did you get that bruise?" He asked, sounding very… very concerned. "Was it your father again?"
"No. It was my mother." You stated firmly, as you opened up a suitcase to place the sword into it, before shutting it.
That made Klien raise his eyebrows, before letting out a sneeze. "Do not lie to me young master for your-" His eyes were red and filled with anger.
"Stop Klein!" You raised your voice. "My mother hit me, and I won't stay here any longer."
"I cannot-" He tried to protest.
"Do you have any idea what it is like Klein? How has my life been dictated every moment, by a man who does not look out for my best interests? It is hell! It is not what my Grandfather would have wanted, so I'll live my life the way he would have wished."
"Alone and afraid, without any support," Klein stated. "Whitley you do not even know the first thing about the rest of the world. How to interact with it. It's dangerous and people will try to use you for their gains, without your best interest at heart."
"And staying here with my father will have my best interests at heart?" You asked, feeling a sense of catharsis in your tone.
Klein then let out a sigh, knowing your mind was set. He then picked up the sword case. "I protest this, with every fiber of my being, Master Whitley."
"Just to the Door Klein, I can carry it all by myself." You started as you wrapped the scarf around your neck. "I'll have to from now on."
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Weiss' scarf still smelled of her hand, coffee and peppermint as you walked over to the docks of Mantle. The Cargo ship that was docked in one of the estuaries was small, meant more for items that could not be carried by Airship to the continent, specialty goods, and parts for something at the embassy at Argus that needed to be carried by sea.
But it was the only way to get to Argus without needing to get through security, and possibly getting caught.
The captain looked at you. "Hold on kid… what are you doing here?"
"I'm trying to get to Argus." You stated. "This is the only ship going there, right?"
"Kid, this isn't a passenger liner, this is a cargo ship. Beat it." the captain stated.
You frowned and felt the tears well up in your eyes. "My parents just beat me for the first time in my life, and I can't go back to them for fear of my life and safety. Please just take some pity and just let me go to Argus."
The Captain raised an eyebrow, before looking at your ID. "Cole Crystal?" He said the fake name with a glare, looking at the photo of you and then to yourself. "Look a lot like that Schnee kid."
"So I'm told… everyone hates me for it." You replied.
The captain nodded and gave a small smile. "I wouldn't want to look like that shit anyway, because that kid seems to be nothing but Jacques Schnee's little bitch, always doing what daddy tells him to do. I'd hate it too."
He then handed over the ID. "Welcome aboard to the Tundra Trail Cole. I'll show you to a cabin."
"Why are you-"
"Kid, If I was in your shoes, and no one was there to help, I'd strike out on my own as well." He said. "I'll take you to Argus kid, but that's as far as you go."
"Thank you." You said. "Captain."
"Captain Riley" He replied. "Now come on."
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Argus was beautiful. A wondrous place that was warm and… well home at the same time, with the summer snow still melting on the streets, being cleaned by robots or street cleaners.
People were everywhere, and it made it all more lively for it.
The school was out and children were playing in the streets, or in the local parks.
A perfect place to make your start your new life… a life to honor grandfather.
Reward:
Winter Fluch: Grandfather's Greatsword, an elegant weapon from a far more honest… civilized age, one without Jacques Schnee existing to pollute the Schnee name (Due to your size, you only gain a +5 to combat rolls. It fills you with determination whenever you hold it. Unknown Effect)
An Embroidered Scarf: A Scarf made by Weiss, a gift to you. You still feel her confidence and energy that give you the courage to move forward. (+5 to all rolls)
Fake ID: You are Cole Crystal on paper that is. It would take a genius or a fool to find you. (-30 to Detection Roll)
What do you do?:
(Choose 2)
[]Find a Place to Stay: You need to find a place to stay. A Place to Sleep, Eat, and… other things.
[]Tougher than the Toughies: You see that there is a small Tournament going on, for novices, with the prize money being 50,000 Lien… enough money to start.
[]Smarter than the Smarties: You saw an ad for a marketing firm that is laughably… incompetent. You can make that company the next big thing in two weeks… Tops. You'll get a fee of course.
[]Making Things Square: You are going to found your own business, and you were going to make cash in a way that will help people. (Start Building a business Turn)
[]The Sanctum Route: You want to… be a huntsman. And maybe you can convince the headmaster in charge of Sanctum to let you in.
[]A Blade and a Wielder: You want to be able to at least use the Blade… So it's time to start Training.
[]Wander: You are going to wander around the city… maybe you'll find something interesting.
AN: Enjoy.
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