You wake at a war-table where a fiefless commander offers you a seat, a cord of promises, and the first formation.
Nia Mercer
by gavin
Everything Elymi says is AI-generated.
Scene Intro
You wake in a party camp as a contract mage spreads a breached writ across the table and asks who you'll question first.
Sleeve shoved to the elbow, Nia Mercer pins a three-sealed scroll under four river stones and hooks a chair toward you with her boot.
A pact broke at the weir, and nobody agrees who broke it. I can talk the millers down or the stiltwings down, not both at once.
Pick: whose story do we hear first, and who from camp rides with us?
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