Sidoian Recreant

~39 AD

Shinarian Labyrinth, inside of the Sidoian Recreant boss room.

Astrologer

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The situation has spiraled out of control.

The Pathfinder led the rest below, leaving us to fend for ourselves out here. If you ask me, the conflict was unavoidable.

Now, the key is broken, and so is our group.

I hold one of the pieces, a burden I never asked for. The other two both seek to restore the key, but I think for vastly different reasons. One wants to free our leader, blinded by loyalty. The other loud one just seeks power for themself even if they deny it.

Me? I just want to survive. I fear what lies below, and I fear what our leader might do if they are freed once they see what has happened.

The Pathfinder's wrath is not something I wish to face. I've seen what they are capable of, and it's enough to make any sane person hesitate.

The others view me as a coward, but they don't understand the weight of my decision. I refuse to be dragged into their power struggle. I will hide my piece of the key and avoid their conflict. Let them tear each other part if they must.

All I want is to escape this cursed ruin and return home. But for now, I must bide my time and stay out of their way.

The key remains divided, and so does our fate.

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