I-it goes with a ssstory I heard. The ssstory of t-t-this place.
>he looked down the balcony, looking at the gigantic doorway that the soldiers are guardingA m-man's desssire to preserve w-what he loves has no b-b-bounds. But what happens w-when that desire b-b-be c-comes an obsession?
I don't know, you tell me..The king of t-this castle.. Fffreezing his whole k-k-kingdom in ice… Using that d-damn creature he found in the w-wastes… Want h-his kingdom to l-last forever. Preserving it in ice.. That creature of his, It shhould be in the thrrrone room. W-with the K-k-king in his private quarters, trapped there, unable.. T-to sssee the kingdom he wished could last ffforever..
>he looked back to the groupI-i-if you can help me get to th-those quarters, I w-will reward you, h-h-h-handsomel-ly.
It's not like we have a choice, but.. Fine. You know a lot about the history of this place, so you should at least be helpful. But first…
>Yvonne looked to the others
You think he can be trusted? He seems more harmless than anything. Mostly…
>he looked at the ground where the remains of the ice golems were.>>786848>>786961>Yvonne looked down off the balcony, down to the small army.
Yeah, but do we have a plan? Not like I'm rushing into fight a whole private army.
One of us fight that simpleton with the axe, the rest will pick off the rest, got it?