The Narrator: Go ahead, but listen closely... If you go in with the intention of hearing it out it will have a way easier time manipulating you.
Scar: Yeah, yeah, we get it.
The Narrator: The interior of the cabin is almost entirely bare. The air is stale and musty and the floors and wall are painted in a fair layer of dust. The only forniture to note is a plain wooden table. Perched on that table is a pristine blade.
The Narrator: You take the blade, it would be rather difficult to slay the The Watcher and save the world without it.
Mumbo: ... ugh.
The Narrator: The door to the basement creaks open reavealing a staircase faintly illuminated by an unseen light in the room below. This is an oppresive place. The air feels heavy and damp, a hint of rot filtering trough ancient wood. If the watcher really lives here slaying it is probably doing it a favour.
Scar: Uh? I don't think that's-
The Narrator: A masculine voice carries up the stairs.
????: Who's there?
Scar: It sounds...dangerous...like It's the one in control here.
The Narrator: Don't let it fool you, It's all part of the manipulation.
Aventurine x Sparkle doodles I did while bored in class :) I didn’t remember their outfits so I improvised (can you tell I can’t make outfits off the top of my head)
thinking maybe ren was afflicted with lycanthropy, and has been searching for a way to cure it... that would be his motivation to look into his family history... and find a source of great (and questionably evil) power... but since no one other than his most loyal knight (of course) knows the true extent of his motivation... everyone just sees him as some greedy noble wishing for even more power than he already has...