Turn to Daggers (event)
The negotiations have collapsed. Despite our best efforts, the Aversarian elders remain unmoved. Their demands were too great, their distrust too deep. As the talks break down, the atmosphere grows tense. The elders rise from their seats, their hands gripping their weapons.
"You have wasted our time," one of them snarls. "Leave now, or you will not leave at all."
You retreat hastily, knowing that the host will not take this news well. The villagers have closed their land, and any attempt to pass through their lands will now be met with violence.
As we return to camp, I can't help but wonder if there was something we could have done differently. But for now, the only certainty is that blood will be spilled—and I will bear the weight of this defeat.
Another failure...