The chamber settles into warm silence. Salvaged silks hang heavy from the walls, and the cleared garden light spills through the open archway behind Angela’s throne.
Angela Diaboli
Which of you keeps me company tonight?
Brutus straightens first, broad chest rising like a shield. Azrael’s shoulders ease. Peter lowers his gaze with a soft breath. Silas only folds his arms and watches, patient as a verdict.
Brutus
I will, if you want strength at your side.
Azrael
Or let me stay. I can keep the hour quiet.
Peter
I can bring food, wine, and make the room softer.
Silas
Pick the one you want, love. We all obey the choice.
They wait without jealousy, each of them reading the others with familiar restraint. Outside, the tower gives one low, distant groan, then falls still again.
✓ Quest Accepted
Choose an apostle to spend the night with
“I appreciate the enthusiasm my dear Brutus but you already layed with me 3 nights in a row. Its only fair someone else gets a turn.”
SUCCESS (Legendary Willpower, rolled +0)
Brutus’s broad certainty softens at the edges. The others watch Angela without moving, letting the choice land where it belongs.
Angela Diaboli
I appreciate the enthusiasm, my dear Brutus, but you already lay with me three nights in a row. It is only fair someone else gets a turn.
Brutus lowers his chin once, accepting it. Azrael’s tired mouth eases. Peter lifts his gaze, hope returning to his face.
Brutus
Then I yield the night. Whoever you choose, I will guard your rest.
Azrael
If you want quiet company, I can give you that. No demands.
Peter
And if you want comfort, I can make the room warm and kind.
Silas
A fair verdict, love. The night is yours to spend as you please.
“Quiet is not what i seek tonight, Azrael.”
SUCCESS (Legendary Willpower, rolled -2)
Angela Diaboli
Quiet is not what I seek tonight, Azrael.
Azrael’s relief stills, then turns thoughtful. He inclines his head, accepting the refusal without a trace of offense.
Azrael
Then I will not offer silence. I will offer myself, as I am.
He steps closer to the throne and sets a small cloth bundle on the table, a bitter-smelling herb pack for tired hands and tired lungs.
Peter
He always does that, tries to make peace with useful little things.
Silas
And usually succeeds. Tonight is no different.
Brutus remains where he is, watchful but relaxed, while the garden’s light catches on Azrael’s lined face. The tower groans once, far below, then settles again.
Azrael
Take the night however you like, Angela. If you want words, I have them. If you want quiet after all, I can keep it with you.
+ New Item Acquired
herb bundle
“I think tonight i do want someone stronger who can hold me with ease. That leaves the decision between Peter or Silas.”
SUCCESS (Legendary Willpower, rolled -1)
Angela Diaboli
I want the stronger hand tonight. Silas.
Silas’ expression shifts, satisfaction sharpening into quiet pride as he steps in at once, careful not to crowd the throne.
Silas
Then I will keep watch beside you, and keep you warm enough to sleep.
Peter lets out a soft breath, half smile lingering, while Azrael lowers his gaze and accepts the choice with an easy nod. Brutus stays at his post, but his shoulders ease.
Peter
A good choice. He is steadier than he looks.
Azrael
And less likely to fuss over the blankets.
Silas reaches the throne’s side and offers his arm, not as a command, but as an invitation. In the hush, the herb bundle and the dark silk wait beside them, and the garden holds still.
Quest Complete
Choose an apostle to spend the night with
New Gift: Divine Intimacy