EPONA
[The room you are in smells like burnt wood and sulfur. The room itself seems uncomfortably hot, but not unbearably so.]
[It's a relatively plain room, with beige wallpaper and a white tile floor. The lights above you are tinted red, and they flicker on and off in regular intervals. There's an old timey wood burning oven affixed to the wall in front of you. Inside the hearth a fire burns, the flames licking and dancing around wooden logs. In a circle, positioned on the other three walls of the room, are seven different doors. Each door has a nameplate on it with the following words written in fancy lettering:]
LUST
GLUTTONY
GREED
PRIDE
WRATH
SLOTH
ENVY
[It's a relatively plain room, with beige wallpaper and a white tile floor. The lights above you are tinted red, and they flicker on and off in regular intervals. There's an old timey wood burning oven affixed to the wall in front of you. Inside the hearth a fire burns, the flames licking and dancing around wooden logs. In a circle, positioned on the other three walls of the room, are seven different doors. Each door has a nameplate on it with the following words written in fancy lettering:]
GLUTTONY
GREED
PRIDE
WRATH
SLOTH
ENVY

Re: Decision
Re: Decision
[Someone else's life flashes before your eyes. A man in black robes, seated at a large table, scrawling on a piece of parchment with a quill. The table is covered in golden coins, most of them stacked neatly in piles. He's to be counting them. In the midst of his counting, he suddenly frowns, brows furrowed and expression shifting into a distasteful sneer]
We're 1,000 gold pieces shorter on profits this month, Melinda. Why, pray tell, is that?
[A woman dressed in servant's clothing who was standing behind him hesitantly speaks]
Sir, a competing magical potions company just opened up across the street from your brewery. . . they have been attracting quite the customer base.
[The man snarls]
Oh? Is that it? I won't have wannabe witches and wizards opening up shop and stealing my profits. Perhaps it's time for these owners to suffer from an unfortunate accident. . .]
[The memory fades]
Re: Decision
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Re: Decision
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