Go left, to the trasure room, you are the one except you father to know the right secret word to open the door mechanism.It's a dead end, but no one is able to enter, and you can attend reinforcements from here.
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You decide to take the left path and tell Gurden your plan. Your nerves are less tense, at least apparently, your father's death is a fresh indelible memory that will sign you for the rest of your life. Gurden is a bit reluctant at first, but he approves and tell you that soon the rest of city guards will come to restore the order, it's a question of time. You follow the new corridor and at the and of the path, after surpassin a few rooms, you arrive in front of a large silver door, with a large cup carved in it.You watch your back for a moment, then you speak with a loud voice: "Ek'tayl no 'majghon". The elfic ancestral words, forgotten by the mayority of humans today, open magically the door. Slowly the inner room is revealed at you sight. You cannot believe to your eyes.The treasure room is almost empty.Tears of suffer came from you eyes, and you scream, falling on your knees. You understand that you father destroyed the economy of the reign to let you have a different future from what he had set, he never told you that in the treasure room there was no gold ! Gurden try to calm you down, unsucessfully, so after a a bit of time he pulls you from the floor and throw you into the room, closing the door behind you.
"What?" - you say in surprise.
"I will guard the door form the outside, no one will try to assault this room, i promise, don't worry about me".
"No!!Come here, please!" you cry.
You are reaching the door to open it, but you stop hearing the sound of some voices. Someone has approached Gurden!You hear his battle scream, the sound of metal swords, the fight, and an horrible sound of skull cracked. You cannot hold the tears and falling again on your trembling knees you put you back against the door and your face beetween you arms.
| Status | ||
| Health | 100 | Equipment:
Courtly Purple Dress, knife |
| Stamina | 100 | |
| Mood | panicked and in dispair | Inventory:
valuable pendant, royal ring, a chest full of various clothes |
| Purse | 0, 0, 0 | |
