A play script given by Phrolova.
A script telling a story. It updates its contents as the plot progresses.
Every actor has their assigned role, and all stories unfold exactly as written, unless...
You cross paths with Gladiator Lupa in Septimont. Shadow of Glory: Lupa First Meeting
Your sword clashes with the Septimontian Gladiator's spear, steel meeting steel in clanging force. Those wild, fiery eyes look straight at you, unashamedly revealing a glimmer of admiration.
Lupa invites you, the outlander, to join her in the Great Agon. Drawn by the faint traces of Cartethyia frequency that you sense in her, you agree. And yet, you can tell that Lupa's cheeriness is somewhat of an act, stemming not from her nature, but from a force of habit.
Cartethyia slices through the blue incubator in the darkness, her sword aimed at the girl curled within. Shadow of Glory: Collapse the Incubator
Cartethyia steps in front of the incubator.
The salty hint of seawater drifts in the thin, still air. She can feel the one she's been searching for lying in the incubator, curled up like a newborn.
Cartethyia raises her sword and cuts the device open without a blink.
The dark water within explodes forth. Immediately, Tidal Blight starts to crawl and proliferate. As the fluid drains, a Gladiator girl's face is revealed. She opens her eyes.
Lupa is swallowed by the tide's relentless churn.
That dark sea rolled over Septimont's jagged cliffs, surging down, down the pristine cobblestone streets, drenching the golden flags and wind chimes, and engulfing men and women, young and old. Like a mist descending from the blackened ocean above.