Beneath the Obsidian Throne, Drevin enters an underground shrine where an elven emissary stands before a looted altar. Black light bleeds from the relic in her hands, staining the stone.
The passage behind him seals with a grinding rush. Ancient runes awaken across the walls, their cold radiance forming words in a forgotten script: THE BROKEN OATH IS FULFILLED.
Elrisia Silverbrooks
Drevin. You came sooner than I dared hope.
Elrisia Silverbrooks, a young adult elf woman of average build, faces him in travel-worn silver and blue robes. Her long silvery-blond hair spills over one shoulder, and the relic's glow sharpens her clear features.
The Altar Voice
The oathbreaker stands within the sanctum. Surrender her, and the seal may yet sleep.
Elrisia Silverbrooks
Do not listen. The Masked Council sent me to uncover your house, but this shrine showed me what their lies concealed.
The altar cracks beneath the relic's shadow. Black radiance threads toward Elrisia's boots while the awakened wards turn their light upon Drevin, awaiting his answer.
✓ Quest Accepted
Keep House Vysar's connection to the shrine concealed
“"How do you know my name?" I ask as I look around the room. "How did you know to come here?"”
FAILURE (Fair Diplomacy, rolled -3)
Drevin Vysar
How do you know my name? How did you know to come here?
Drevin surveys the shrine as he speaks. The runes offer no faces or pathways, only shifting fragments of the same forgotten oath beneath the relic’s black glow.
Elrisia Silverbrooks
Your name was written in the council’s sealed records. But I did not come here because of them.
Elrisia raises the relic slightly. Its radiance folds across her robes, and the altar’s crack widens between them, cutting off any clear approach.
Elrisia Silverbrooks
The shrine called to the oath within me. It showed me the door, the drowned stair, and the words that would bring you.
The Altar Voice
False fragments. Names are ash. The oath remembers only the hand that broke it.
The wards flare, and every written rune twists into a different script. Elrisia’s explanation remains incomplete, while the sanctum seals its secrets behind living light.
✓ Quest Accepted
Learn how Elrisia was called to the shrine
“"What oath do you both speak of? I grow tired of waiting for a direct answer. My men are within reach of my voice. Do not make me need to call them."”
SUCCESS (Good Willpower, rolled +3)
Drevin Vysar
What oath do you both speak of? I grow tired of waiting for a direct answer. My men are within reach of my voice. Do not make me call them.
His demand cuts through the sanctum. The wards quiet, and the crack in the altar becomes a narrow black line instead of widening.
Elrisia Silverbrooks
The First Veil Oath. Your house swore to guard this shrine and conceal the names bound beneath it. Someone broke that vow, and the shrine marked your bloodline.
The Altar Voice
The oath was sworn by the first Vysar who took the Obsidian Throne. He promised silence, protection, and obedience to the seal.
Elrisia Silverbrooks
The council feared the oath because it predates Waterdeep's rule. I came to uncover your house, then learned the seal answers to you.
At once, the runes rearrange into a single legible command: BLOOD OF THE THRONE, SPEAK. A concealed stair opens behind the altar, descending beneath the shrine.
The Altar Voice
Your men may enter unhindered, Drevin Vysar. The sanctum now recognizes House Vysar's patriarch as keeper of the broken oath.
− Scene Quest Removed
Keep House Vysar's connection to the shrine concealed
“"And what does that oath matter to you Elf? Why does the Masked Council send a singular emissary and why are we speaking instead of you trying to either kill me or escape and tell the Council?" Drevin does not care if she answers truthfully or not because this question is to see how she responds and to see her nerves”
SUCCESS (Good Perception, rolled -1)
Drevin Vysar
What does the oath matter to you, elf? Why send one emissary? Why speak with me instead of killing me, fleeing, and warning the Council?
Drevin watches her eyes, hands, and stance rather than the relic. Elrisia’s fingers tighten around it, and a thin line of blood appears where its edge bites her palm.
Elrisia Silverbrooks
Because the oath is older than the Council, and it binds more than your house. If the seal fails, something beneath Waterdeep wakes, and the Council would bury that truth.
Elrisia Silverbrooks
They sent me alone because they trusted my rank, not my loyalty. I was meant to return with your secrets. Instead, I found a cause worth choosing.
She does not retreat. Her breathing remains controlled, but her wounded palm trembles once before she closes it around the relic and meets his red gaze.
Elrisia Silverbrooks
I am speaking because attacking you would trigger the shrine, and fleeing would leave the oath unanswered. I need you alive, Drevin, and I need you to hear what your blood commands.
“"Voice of the Alter. What is your thoughts on this Elf?"”
SUCCESS (Fair Diplomacy, rolled +0)
Drevin Vysar
Voice of the altar, what are your thoughts on this elf?
The command passes into the runes. Their light leaves Elrisia and gathers around Drevin’s hand, opening a shallow cut across his palm as payment for the shrine’s judgment.
The Altar Voice
Elrisia Silverbrooks is neither liar nor keeper. She bears the oath’s mark without belonging to the blood that swore it.
The relic darkens in Elrisia’s grasp. She studies the blood on Drevin’s palm, then turns her guarded attention toward the altar’s living script.
The Altar Voice
Her loyalty has broken one chain and forged another. She seeks your cause, yet the seal has already taken hold of her.
Elrisia Silverbrooks
Taken hold of me how? If you know my place in this oath, speak plainly.
The Altar Voice
She is a witness, a key, and a danger. Keep her near, Patriarch, for her choice may open what your blood alone cannot.
Quest Complete
Learn how Elrisia was called to the shrine
Attribute Upgrade: Willpower Good→Great