Category: IFstravaganza

The two of you use the facilities’ security systems in tandem to minimize the deaths of innocents where possible. As the facility around you collapses, you and Jonathan share an embrace.Even with your best efforts, only one-hundred of the thousands of human souls escape the facility. The ensuing chaos shakes some within upper Zephyran society…

Jonathan, having regained his memories is wracked with the guilt of his sins and comes up with a plan. He uses his knowledge of the facilities’ security to free the other prisoners – both changed and not. Jonathan’s plan is to use the ensuing riot to allow you to escape with those who you can…

Jonathan flat out refuses at first, but you both know that the utopian Zephyria comes at the cost of millions whom it has deemed expendable. Reluctantly, he agrees. You deem whatever happens next a necessary evil – for your lives, and the lives of those trapped within this tower matter every bit as much as…

You and the dozens of other humans and sane-mutants alike escape the facility as it collapses, killing those left inside. Zephyran authorities and citizens alike surround you, beaks agape at the horrifying conditions of you and the others. Many are shaken to the core, even within the Underdark, and begin to ask questions of the…

And there it is: the truth of Jonathan’s past.The two of you read it over side by side. You aren’t sure how to react, and it takes you both several double-takes to truly process this information.Jonathan had once been a scavenger much like you were before his ascension. Back then, he was known as Mary…

You hide him amongst the nicnacs and clutter you’ve found until you’ve safely reached home. The collectors will be here soon but you hide him until they are gone too. He’s breathing, but just barely. You try to nurse him back to health as best you can. It takes a few days before he’s able…

With what will likely be his final act, his grip tightens. Barely able to even let out a groan he tries to resist but eventually you take from him every last bit of fight he has left. The wastrel scum was barely worth the heel of your boot. He lays there in the sand, unmoving…

After a quick bribe or two, you make your way to meet him. The Finder. He is a strange man who lives up to his name. His obsession with Zephyran artifacts borders on the insane. He stares at you but for a moment before a sinister grin forms across his face, and he calls his…

All that you knew was a lie, but at least this way you feel that you are in control of something – anything. Your captors may keep you in bondage but here in your cell, at least you may maneuver your horrible appendages freely. With one swift movement you take one final breath before ending…

For a long time you find nothing of note. With barely enough to sustain yourself you consider seeking meager employment…