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Previously on Lordship...
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B. You pick up the dove and put it in your pocket. You shall name it Beau Blanc, for such it is.
C. You refuse the money politely. "I'm afraid that I cannot accept so much money from someone with whom I am so little acquainted. Perhaps later we will have a firmer basis of mutual understanding to speak more of ways to assist each other."
Also, warn them but somewhat subtly, saying something like "I saw some suspicious horse-riders close to this territory. It may be nothing, but perhaps it would be worth checking out what's happening."
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Adventuring in the Forgotten Realms
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"I forget."
Your new friend responds with a sweet tinkling laugh, like the bells on a jongleur's merry little cap. "You forgot, en? So that means then, that you forgot to forget again? That's not good. That'll be the end of you. Always remember to forget. Forgot is your home now."
Your friend has a very good point, and like any good language coach, he brings the memory back to you. You invoke the name of your home, this forgotten place of yours.
"Oubliette. Oublier."
"Ouïl, monsieur. Now you are finally remembering to forget. A skill that I mastered these many years past."
"Many years? Exactly how long have you been down here, good Monsieur de Rissette? I think you told me once, but now I forget."
"Then you have remembered to forget, and so have I as well. Perhaps that is why we shall survive this place. Now permit me to teach you the next words, good sir, and mark you well: do not forget to remember them."
He speaks, and you listen, then you repeat. Only then will he tell you the meaning. It has always been done this way, since even before you can remember.
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"Li foilles vertes et li ciel bleu, je voldrai vus revoir!"
Your old friend responds with a sweet tinkling laugh, like the purity of a mountain spring just beginning its journey down to the sea. "And perhaps you shall yet do, my dear seigneur Fordoin, though I fear there is no hope for me now."
Your friend, no doubt, referred to the daily slops that had stopped being poured down the chute for you two. Meals came to you hard earned now, the product of groping in the dark for the less convivial guests in your cell, snapping their little backs with your hands and eating them raw, gagging on the fur in your throat. Still, you practised this without remorse whenever you could, since they often returned the favour of a few bites while you yourself tried to sleep.
You speak words that neither of you believe. "Ne vus esmaiez! You will see the green leaves and the blue sky again, my friend. I promise you that. I have a plan to escape this hardship."
"A plan? Oh, pray thee do tell!"
"Oublions!"
Monsieur de Risette laughs again. "How easily now you remember to forget! It seems that I have taught you well."
In truth, though, you have been able to forget nothing at all. Including the night that you confessed to having seen outriders approaching the capital in front of your gracious hosts, and your hosts they still remained even till now, albeit slightly less gracious. Theverin, almost apologetically, had professed his sorrow at having to roll you down the chute, "I am fond of you, good master Fordwyne, but my hands are tied in this matter, and I am certain you know well how dreadful that feels!" The damnable rogue. Thank the Holy Dames for the presence of Thierry de Risette down here, who giddily untied you after your thud had alerted him to the unexpected delight of a cell-mate. The beginnings of a beautiful friendship.
Still, you worry these days about your good friend de Risette, your one friend in these forgotten realms under the Dauphinois estate. He seems much weaker than you, and he often could not catch any meals for himself.
A. You worry only about your own survival. You have to make it out of here.
B. You begin to share your catches equally with him.
C. You give him all your catches. Better to starve than to live like this.