NPCA grim-looking heretic walks up to you resolutely, blocking your path. As he studies your disguise with suspicion, you note that his left eye has two conjoined irises while his right eye has four. "I don't know you. Who are you, and why haven't I met you before?"
YOU[Lean uncomfortably close to the cultist] "Are you sure you want to remember my face? Curious people like you rarely live long. And their short lives are often very sad."
NPCSomething — either your meaningful tone or the forbidding look in your eyes — causes the cultist to react the same way as the hundreds of other pawns you have intimidated. He lowers his head and backs off like the coward he is.
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YOU[Think on your feet] "You do not know me? But the probability of you knowing every member of our fellowship is statistically negligible. If we analyse and derive an objective probability value..."
NPCThe cultist's strange eyes glaze over at the wealth of terms that are clearly unfamiliar and incomprehensible to him. He hastily waves you off. "A clever one, aren't you... Go, go and bother someone else with your sadistics..."
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YOU[Smile mysteriously] "Perhaps the Master has blinded your eyes to trifles so that you may behold what is true?"
YOU[Flash a menacing gaze] "I don't know you either, you know. What's with all the questions? Are you the governor's spy?"
YOU[Throw up your hands sheepishly] "I'm new. Was sent here to slaughter unbelievers, and I've only just finished."
YOU[Slap the impudent man] "Who am I? I am the Rogue Trader of House von Valancius!"
NPC(sequence)
IdiraStunned by your response, Idira bursts out giggling — more out of surprise than mirth.
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HeinrixHeinrix lets out a quiet groan of frustration. "We sullied ourselves with these rags for nothing..."
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NPCThe cultist stares at you in disbelief, holding his cheek. Crestfallen, he gives his fellows a sideways glance with his eerie eyes and mutters dazedly, "Kill him/er."
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YOU[Bash the cultist's brains out] "You are so observant. Here is your prize."
NPCThe cultist's eerie eyes fly out of their sockets and land on the floor with a wet squelch. The heretics stare silently at their fallen comrade, stupefied. Then they charge at you.
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Entry point 2 of 7
NPCYour reply, imbued with mystical significance, was evidently to the cultist's liking. He smiles haughtily and says, "May our Master blind you too, broth/sister."
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Entry point 3 of 7
NPCThe heretic continues glaring at you with suspicion. "What kind of nonsense is that?"
NPCThe cultist squints warily and lays a hand on his weapon. "There's something off about you."
YOU[Lean uncomfortably close to the cultist] "Are you sure you want to remember my face? Curious people like you rarely live long. And their short lives are often very sad."continues where this line first appears above
YOU[Think on your feet] "You do not know me? But the probability of you knowing every member of our fellowship is statistically negligible. If we analyse and derive an objective probability value..."continues where this line first appears above
YOU[Smile mysteriously] "Perhaps the Master has blinded your eyes to trifles so that you may behold what is true?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU[Flash a menacing gaze] "I don't know you either, you know. What's with all the questions? Are you the governor's spy?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU[Throw up your hands sheepishly] "I'm new. Was sent here to slaughter unbelievers, and I've only just finished."continues where this line first appears above
YOU[Slap the impudent man] "Who am I? I am the Rogue Trader of House von Valancius!"continues where this line first appears above
YOU[Bash the cultist's brains out] "You are so observant. Here is your prize."continues where this line first appears above
NPC"Enough beating about the bush. I know a filthy dog of the governor when I see one, no matter what rags they wear. To battle, brothers and sisters! For Aurora and the Final Dawn!"
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Entry point 4 of 7
NPCThe cultist is taken aback, and staggers backward a little. Fear flashes in his mutated eyes. "Ah, to the abyss with you! Go on your merry way, broth/sister."
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Entry point 5 of 7
NPC"A spy? Me? Everyone saw me killing the false believers. But where were you while I was doing that?"
NPCThe cultist squints warily and lays a hand on his weapon. "There's something off about you."continues where this line first appears above
NPC"Enough beating about the bush. I know a filthy dog of the governor when I see one, no matter what rags they wear. To battle, brothers and sisters! For Aurora and the Final Dawn!"continues where this line first appears above
Entry point 6 of 7
NPCThe cultist smiles bloodthirstily. "Ah. You're new. That's right. Every newcomer must slit a false believer's throat to prove their loyalty to the Edge of Daybreak. Did you enjoy it at all? You don't have to answer. I can see you did. Go ahead, broth/sister."
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Entry point 7 of 7
NPC"New? I didn't have you pegged as a snotty rookie. Bit too confident, the way you hold that weapon."
NPCThe cultist squints warily and lays a hand on his weapon. "There's something off about you."continues where this line first appears above
NPC"Enough beating about the bush. I know a filthy dog of the governor when I see one, no matter what rags they wear. To battle, brothers and sisters! For Aurora and the Final Dawn!"continues where this line first appears above