WEEK 2 - CHOOSE YOUR OWN ADVENTURE

[maladied]

Let's retire in the countryside
Just as you wish it

Welcome to Hillbury

You come to in an intricately decorated dressing room. For those familiar with it, the style seems to be that of a Victorian manor house, and to those that aren't, even you can tell this is a stately room fit for the elite. In fact, you too, are decorated to match, fully dressed in luxurious suits or dresses, elegant and perfectly tailored, but still somewhat breezy and lightweight for the time period and class it belongs to. Looking outside, you get a view of a rolling and bright countryside. In the far distance, fields of crops and grazing cows can be barely spotted, but all of the nearby landmarks are elegant manors presumably similar to the one you stand in.

Comments

[maladied]

Rumors? Those are no rumors. There really is a monster in the woods! I saw father-

[August slaps a hand over Engleberts mouth, finally.]

I'm sorry, my brother is... He gets a little carried away with his flights of fancy. Please excuse us.

[August escorts Englebert inside, slightly forcefully, leaving Herlock looking at you two expectantly... I guess... talk to this child?]

[divineth]

Ah, that is well. 'Twas good to meet you both.

[Well that's...interesting. Urianger gives Seymour another curious look, but doesn't delve into speculation just yet. They've still got a kiddo here.]

Sir Englebert's claims ring true to thee, Herlock?

[taintedfayth]

[Yevon save him, he doesn't know how to deal with children... he's definitely returning that look, though, because that reaction speaks volumes in and of itself.]

That is certainly quite a story. I hope he hasn't been frightening you with such tales.

[maladied]

[Unfortunately for Seymour this is not a normal child.]

I think it would be more interesting if what he said were true! But I don't think demons exist, probably. Surely we'd have proof of such things by now given the bible suggests they predate humanity.

[He's.... Surprisingly verbose for a child???]

[divineth]

[Now this is a kid that would absolutely thrive at the Studium.

Urianger can figure out what the bible is thanks to context clues, so he continues:]

'Tis unlikely, certainly... [Much to think about. But he also doesn't want to put ideas into this kid's head when he doesn't actually have that certainty.] But let us hope that these rumors of a monster are simply rumors.

[taintedfayth]

Even so, you should take care not to wander into the woods. There are many things other than demons that can be dangerous.

[And like, HE personally doesn't care what happens to this kid, but he would prefer they not be blamed for any maulings or devourings!]

[maladied]

[Herlock sighs.]

Yes, yes. Mother has already threatened damnation upon my person if I even try to go near. She says monster notwithstanding, it's dangerous. Especially once the hunt is underway.

Anyway, I'm going to go ask my brother what he knows about what Mr Barton said. Mycroft knows everything.

[And with that, Herlock gets up and scampers off to the rest of his family.]