Check on Yuliy
From Create Your Own Story
The hours of the night are dwindling. You want to help Anastasia out, but you feel that you should talk to her brother as well, assuming he’s conscious. You find a servant trustworthy enough to keep secrets, and have Anastasia led to your brothers’ room while you head to the gallows, where Yuliy is kept. Easily the most unpleasant place in the castle (possibly one of the worst places in the kingdom), criminals, traitors, suspects, and other unpalatable lowlifes are kept down here. You would normally travel down here with Lars or another guard, but this needs to be both quick and extremely private.
Finding Yuliy is easy enough; he’s the one shouting the most. You don’t know if the Northmen have a reputation for screaming and yelling or if this one was just blessed with impressive lungs, but he can be heard almost immediately upon entering the gallows. Her sisters’ statements seem to be true; Yuliy is obsessed with honor.
“Pray to your false God’s that I never leave these shackles! Once free, I will burn this cesspool to its foundations by the next sunrise! And give an honorable death to those who try to protect a whore of a queen!”
Interestingly, he shouts less once you come into view “should I take that as a declaration of war, Yuliy?” his reply is gruff and no less filled with hate, but is no longer echoing through the halls “You know my name. You must have spoken to Anastasia.”
You sit on a small chair on the other end, your arms crossed as you speak to him from a distance “Indeed. You should have done the same, maybe even ask a question or two before you attack my family.”
“Your coddled siblings were trying to pressure her into their embrace. She couldn’t defend herself, so I had to come to her aid. Your honorless mercenary couldn’t defeat me in open combat, so attacked me from behind like a coward.”
“Lars is my sworn protector. He gains nothing other than the praise of the Goddess of the Sacred Flame, Karyuga. As for your sister, she didn’t need defending from you. She wasn’t being pressured into anything, she’s quite smitten with them in fact.”
“That’s impossible. Her sense of honor would never allow her to associate with such weak and pathetic outsiders.”
“It would seem your sister cares for honor about as much as I do Yuliy. This much she has confided in me.”
“You lie like a whore” Yuliy responds as he spits in the ground “I’d have to see such a thing for myself”
