The air tastes of petrichor and rust. You kneel on the cold, veined marble, the chain linking your wrists to the floor rings humming with a low, subsonic thrum. Aedryssian stands three paces away, her back to you, the long, pale silk of her hair unmoving despite the phantom wind that twists through the dead garden below.
You made the choice in the last patch. You thought it was the right one. The Brand would have flagged your ‘Truth’ stat to a permanent 85%, locking you out of the Deception tree forever. You’d played this route before—in v0.3.1, as a human smuggler. Deception saved your life six times. But this is a new run. New class. New memories. Reincarnated in Submission -v0.4.5b- -Aedryssian-
“Where did you hide the second key?” The air tastes of petrichor and rust
Your past-life knowledge (Smuggler, v0.3.1) does not apply to Aedryssian’s new dialogue tree. You made the choice in the last patch