text: y Claws and plant their bodies among the dead cultists so the living ones can stumble upon them and vice versa. In the meantime he says he's going to try to grease the right palms to gain some sort of meeting with Reginald and appear as an "ally" against the Ebony Claw so Reginald will tell his people to leave the Guild alone.
  
  It's not a bad plan, though you're really not sure on the whole "allying" with Reginald bit.
  
  "Um, I'm not sure if this Reginald is ally material." You say.
  "Well we need to try, because if you haven't noticed, we are at a bit of a disadvantage. Reginald is Farrad's boyfriend. You know, the baron's son? The one who is probably going to attempt a coup on his father soon? If he's actually successful it's probably best that we're not on his bad side at least." Garrick retorts with annoyance.
  "I can see that logic, but I still have concerns if allying with religious fanatics that participate in human sacrifice is a good idea. I mean hell, I'd rather temporarily ally with the Ebony Claw against the cultists at this point..."
  "Well it's a damn good thing that YOU don't have to make the fucking decisions isn't it then?!"
  
  Garrick's sudden snap causes you to shut up immediately and everyone else to stand in silence. You certainly weren't expecting it, but then Garrick in general has been less than friendly with you, as your time in the Guild proper has come about. He's certainly nowhere near like he was when he first offered his hand to you in joining.
  
  You have some theories about why, but for now you just answer:
  
  "Your call. Apologies."
  
  Garrick gives you a dirty look and starts assigning tasks to people. He doesn't give one to you though.
  
  As everyone starts to leave, you go up to Tanya and offer to help her on her assignment and that's when you get a scolding voice again.
  
  "Hey! Leave her be." Garrick orders.
  "But I was just..." you start to say before you're interrupted again.
  "Did I assign you and Tanya to work together? No I didn't."
  "Garrick, it's actually okay, I can..." Tanya says before Garrick interrupts her as well.
  "Stay out of this Tanya! Everyone get to work! Except YOU."
  
  Tanya looks at you a little sympathetically as she leaves with the rest, which is definitely not the norm, and part of what you imagine is the problem Garrick is having with you.
  
  Soon it's just you and Garrick and he wastes no time in speaking.
  
  "You know when I brought you in, I thought you'd be an asset to us. Sure you weren't exactly what I normally look for, but your actions against the Ebony Claw couldn't be ignored. Your ongoing work to prove yourself worthy of becoming one of the inner circle couldn't be ignored. Granted, I was still a little hesitant at the time since I was starting to have some doubts since so many thought you should continue to prove yourself, but Tanya's words in your favor...well those couldn't be ignored either."
  
  You don't say anything.
  
  "I also can't ignore how you look at her and more importantly how she looks at you." Garrick says.
  "I don't think she looks at me with anything but scorn." You say in an effort to deflect.
  "Bullshit. Maybe at one time she did. Not anymore. You're not so stupid to not realize that. Hell, she tried to speak up for you just now. I don't know HOW you did it, but you've actually been getting through that normally solid brick wall she puts up to shield herself again all would be suitors. I have seen MANY try and while I imagine that she leaves a lasting impression due to her nature, I have seen NONE continue to pursue her, or those that have, have met with physical violence that either put a definite stop to it. Somehow you have miraculously avoided that. Somehow YOU have defied what shouldn't be possible."
  
  You continue to stand there and say nothing, which only causes Garrick to throw something at you, which you narrowly dodge.
  
  "WELL? Aren't you going to say anything?!" Garrick shouts.
  "I'm not sure what to say. Anything I say, you're not going to like." You answer.
  "Well permission to speak fucking freely then."
  "Okay, well I don't see how this is any of your concern. Tanya, from what I can tell is a full grown woman that's MORE than capable of taking care of herself and dealing with the likes of me. And as far as I know, you're not her father either even if you see her as some sort of surrogate daughter."
  "It...it doesn't make sense! WHY YOU?! There have been FAR better suitors in the past!"
  "You mean like you?"
  "W...what?"
  "Oh come on! I think given your increasing hostility towards me this is going beyond a father-daughter type of protectiveness. You're acting like a jealous boyfriend or something. I'm succeeding where you and so many others obviously failed."
  
  Garrick just starts shaking his head.
  
  "No, I...I never...I never..."
  "Or maybe I'm succeeding in something you never had the guts to do at all? That's it isn't it? You've never made any sort of advance on her, and just admired her from afar since you were always secure in the fact that she always drove everyone away. I'm guessing perhaps you thought one day Tanya would come to you of her own accord and..."
  
  Now Garrick lifts up the table and flips it at you. For an older guy, he's certainly fit.
  
  "You think you know everything don't you? Well let me tell you something, you don't know shit. YOU are still a BOY and YOU are not worthy of Tanya." Garrick says getting in your face.
  
  "Okay. Then what would make me worthy...in your eyes?" you ask.
  
  Garrick starts laughing.
  
  "Are...are you actually asking me? You seem to have all the answers, you figure it out. But while you're trying to figure it out, go do what you're actually good at and go kill our enemies. GO! Get the fuck outta my sight!"
  
  You leave Garrick and exit the meeting room somewhat expecting there to be a few people hanging around outside listening to the conversation, but it would appear that nobody wanted to be around for Garrick's anger to be directed towards them as well. Not even Sneaks lingered behind.
  
  Since you didn't even get paired up with a full fledged Guild member, you suppose you could just go gather a few associates to help you, though you believe you're probably more than capable of performing the task yourself.
  
  Honestly though, you're ready to just dispense with the plan and do something else instead like try to kill Reginald. Those assholes have been targeting you anyway. Also seems like it would solve the problem a lot better than trying to be friends with him. Cutting off the head of a cult usually results in it falling apart. The problem of course is he isn't as easy to get to anymore. The secret passage to his home no longer exists as one person in the Guild soon learned when he tried to break in that way thinking that it would be an easy job and nearly got himself killed in the process. If there's another secret passage to the house, you have no idea where it is and it's probably better protected now.
  
  Which would mean a more traditional approach, but again, he's got security up the ass and has his own personal retinue of guards around his home. Perks of fucking minor nobility you suppose.
  
  In any case, you'd be doing this alone though because nobody would help you in this task. Say what you want about Garrick, but everyone listens to him and this would definitely be going against his plans.
  
  Though you do have another option, and that's going to the Ebony Claw Syndicate for help. Rook called off the hit and so far other than a few unavoidable skirmishes here and there, the EC has not been actively targeting you.
  
  You never thought you'd feel this way, but you've actually considered joining them lately mainly because things have been just so miserable in the Guild. If it weren't for Tanya, you probably would have done it already.
  
  Rook has never followed up on your last meeting, you don't know exactly what his game is, but you imagine if you come in for help, he's going to want that inside information on the Guild.
  
  > kill Reginald yourself
  As much as you've been toying with the idea, you're still not quite sure about throwing your lot in with the EC yet. You're walking a pretty traitorous line as it is just by not telling anyone that they ever approached you, but then it isn't like you can exactly tell them, can you?
  
  Killing Reginald is going to take some scouting and planning. As far as you know the man is rarely ever leaving his house anymore or if he is, he's not seen doing it.
  
  Since you're not exactly getting any further with Tanya at the moment, Garrick's pissed at you and you're essentially doing your own thing, you might as well stay somewhere other than the Guild while you do this. You head to Hell's Own Inn since it's at least some place that you know and can consider hospitable.
  
  Bruno, the innkeeper nods when he sees you. Funny how you never really learned his name until after you stopped living here on a regular basis.
  
  "Hey Bruno, I'll have a room. My old one if it's currently available." You say.
  "A room? Thought you were living in the Guild quarters ever since they let you into inner circle." Bruno says.
  "Yeah well I've got something I need to do on my own and I can't be creeping in and out of sewers to do it. Where's Yinen, I might have a few things to trade with him."
  "Yinen? Haven't seen him in days."
  "You haven't seen him? He practically never leaves this place."
  "I know, which is why it's weird that I didn't even see him leave. Unless he left in the middle of the night, but none of the staff saw him leave either."
  "Nobody has thought to look into this?"
  "What am I going to do, call the Holgard Watch?"
  "No, but we could at least get somebody from the Guild or even one of the associates to look in on this. I mean he's one of our best fences. Seems like for all the Guild's talk of solidarity, they're dropping the ball on this one."
  "He hasn't been gone THAT long. I figured maybe he had a special delivery or deal to take care of elsewhere. If he's gone for much longer I guess one of the associates can go look for him."
  "What about Warts? He tends to not have much to do."
  "He's been gone longer than Yinen. Though I think in his case he's deliberately staying away. Last thing he mentioned to me is that bad things are going to happen here soon and he doesn't want to be around when they do. Can't say as I blame him either. I'm still surprised this place hasn't gotten hit yet by the Ebony Claw. What the hell is Garrick doing about them anyway? Because as far as I can tell, they're not dropping in presence."
  "I dunno, we've been taking the fight to them, but the rumors are that they're getting reinforcements from the Delantium Kingdom. Also, we've been having problems with cultists running around in the sewers."
  "Yeah, I've been reading about a couple of brutal murders in the paper that are thought to be the work of Neroth cultists. Actually, maybe that explains Yinen's disappearance. He always was a little nervous when it came to anything relating to Neroth. Maybe he took off like Warts did."
  "Maybe so. I feel like he might have told someone first. Guess he might have been really scared though."
  "In any case, you're in luck. Your old room is available, but I'll be needing some rent for it. Business is a little slow what with not many folks coming to visit the city as much now."
  "Are you kidding me? (Sigh) Fine. Whatever. Here, take this, but not a silver more."
  
  Bruno takes your payment and you head to your old room. You take a quick inventory of your equipment and make plans to go case Reginald's home, but then you hear noise outside and a quick peek out your window reveals that the Holgard Watch are putting down a group of dissidents and decide to stay put for a little while.
  
  That's been a more common sight too nowadays. Even on your way here, you were trying to avoid getting caught up the various groups of protesters that have been more frequent. Part of you wonders if Warts doesn't have the right idea, but at this point you've got a few loose ends that need to be tied up first.
  
  One of which is killing the head of this cult that's been trying to kill you. It's odd that you feel so strongly about this given that the EC was trying to kill you for years, but then maybe that's because you knew the EC was an enemy that from you can gather is much bigger than you could ever hope to fight. You consider it a victory that you even managed to get them to stop attacking you though you know you're going to have to deal with them again eventually. You just don't know how yet.
  
  These fanatics however, there's a limit to their power for now. Right now they've grown and if left unchecked, who knows, they may take over the city. Sure you could flee and maybe you'd be fine. But you might also be running for the rest of your life as cults tend to not be satisfied with staying in one place and love to spread. Add their desire to summon demons and such into that mix and it might be best to nip this in the bud right now.
  
  It's funny how you never really used to think that far ahead before, but you suppose you've seen and done a lot since your simple days in Teckleville.
  
  "Certainly hope you're having an easier time of it than I am sis." You say to yourself.
  
  Over the course of the next three days you make visits to Reginald's home and spend hours watching the place. You never see anyone come in or out of the place though. Indeed, you've never seen Reginald at all except from descriptions of him. Holgard Watch patrols the grounds night and day, but you don't see them ever enter the home either. You wonder if they even know what's going on in there or more likely they do, but don't care.
  
  Eventually you spend an entire day and night on a nearby rooftop watching the place, hoping that you'll see him come out. He never does though. In your state of weariness, you barely react in time to hear someone approaching.
  
  "You can put that away, it's just me. Glad to see you're more alert than you appear though." Tanya says when you spin around pointing your pistol at her.
  "What're you doing here? I sort of thought if anyone was going to check up on me, it would be Sneaks." You say putting your weapon down.
  "Hah, like you'd get him to climb up on rooftops, let alone jumping from them nowadays."
  "Guess you're right. So what do you want?"
  "What do I want? No comments about my beauty? No flirty statements? If I didn't know better, I'd think you'd finally shaken off the effects. So you must be in a really shitty mood."
  "What's the point? You've made it quite clear you're not interested and others have also made it quite clear as well, so why bother beating my head up against a wall?"
  
  Tanya doesn't answer you immediately as your answer has caught her off guard a bit.
  
  "What happened between you and Garrick after the meeting?" Tanya asks.
  "Nothing." You answer.
  "Doesn't seem like nothing considering you're disobeying orders. It seems to me you're trying to figure out a way to take out Reginald directly. That's why you've been spying on his house for the past few days."
  "Looks like I'm not the only one that's been spying."
  "I've been keeping track of what every main group is doing, don't flatter yourself."
  "Be that as it may, I thought the Guild was supposed to just be a loose alliance anyway and Garrick wasn't officially our boss. And if he isn't our boss, then that means I can do what the hell I want."
  "You know that's not exactly true."
  "Maybe not, but I'm not following orders this time. And it's not ONLY because these fuckers have been targeting me. These Neroth cultists are a bigger danger than the EC. Maybe they haven't been fucking with us as long, but if their leader or high priest or whatever is fucking the Baron's son then who is to say their goal isn't to turn the city into a theocracy? If something like that happens I can bet that there won't be any freedom to do anything here and they certainly aren't going to be dealing with the likes of us and quite frankly Garrick's an idiot if he believes he can somehow reason with them on some level, I've seen what the hell they do."
  "I see your point, but I somewhat understand his logic for attempting to make an alliance. However he's relying on something that I already told him isn't going to make a difference."
  "What do you mean?"
  "Well you said it yourself. They worship a dark god and are probably trying to summon infernal beings if they haven't done so already. I believe Garrick thinks that having me by his side if he ever got to meet with Reginald, would help since y'know...being half infernal and all."
  "Hm. Didn't consider that. Would that work?"
  "Probably not. I even told Garrick as much when he first approached me about the plan earlier. At best Reginald might temporarily ally in an effort to separate me from the rest of the Guild and probably attempt to convince me to join them and embrace my heritage or some shit. I don't even like...my condition. Last thing I want to do is embrace it. Already had to deal with that once before, don't feel like dealing with it again."
  "Deal with it again?"
  "Yes, and we're not talking about it. In any case, I'm here to help you in your plan, because I believe you're completely right about this. These cultists need to be destroyed and taking their leader out will at least severely lessen their power."
  
  You nod silence and with a somewhat uplifted spirit.
  
  "Thanks. I didn't expect any help, least of all from you." You say.
  "Well, we're on the same side aren't we? However, I do think YOU should get some rest before we attempt this. So you head back to Hells Own, get some sleep and tomorrow night, you and I will meet up outside here. In the meantime, I'm going to talk to Sneaks and few others to see if I can't get them to make a bit of extra distraction for Neroth's most loyal. I'm not going to let too many in on this plan though for obvious reasons." Tanya remarks.
  "Good idea, again thanks. I really appreciate this."
  "Hm, well off you go. We've got a big night tomorrow so be prepared as much as you can."
  
  You bid Tanya goodbye who just nods an acknowledgment and leaves. Since you've got your orders to rest, you climb down from your spot and head back to the inn.
  
  You get a couple of blocks and suddenly you feel like you're being watched. You start to look around, but nobody is around. You quicken your pace and a couple seconds later, you feel a crossbow in your back.
  
  "Shit." You say.
  "Don't turn around. Alley. Now." A familiar voice says.
  
  Once again you obey the man with the crossbow and enter the nearby alley where once again, you see Rook.
  
  "Glad we could meet again." Rook says.
  "It's not like I ever had a choice." You answer.
  "Not true! You could always choose to escape, I wouldn't bet on your chances, but you can't say you don't have a choice. You also have a choice to give me information on the location of the Thieves' Guild or not. I know for a fact you've long been a member of their inner circle so you should have lots of information on the layout along with the location."
  "Um...well...I don't know ALL of the layout...you see there was some debate about even letting me in, so they still don't trust me completely and as such they haven't allowed me full access."
  "No problem. Just the location will do. It's not ideal, but I have more than enough confidence that we'll be able to take it anyway."
  
  You're silent. You can't think of anyway to lie or stall. It's either betray the Guild or die. You feel the crossbow still in your back, Rook inspects you as you struggle with the morality of this decision.
  
  "Tell me, why do you hesitate? Do you have close friends in the Guild? I can only imagine that the answer is yes, because if the answer was no, you would be spilling your guts right now. In fact, you probably would have done so on our first meeting. It's obvious you have no real love for the organization itself because if you did, you wouldn't even be considering any of this in the first place. You would be a good little Guild soldier and tell me how you'd never betray Garrick or the Guild. At which point I'd stop wasting my time and kill you. So you must have emotional attachment to someone there. Tell me who it is, and perhaps an arrangement can be made." Rook says.
  "What sort of arrangement?" you ask.
  "The Ebony Claw doesn't like to waste potential talent. Or at least I don't, hence why we're having this pleasant conversation. If you can convince your friend or friends to join you in seeing that the future is the Ebony Claw, then I have no problem with them joining as well. Quite frankly, we'll probably need the manpower."
  "I don't think she..."
  
  Rook interrupts you and you realize you've already given away too much.
  
  "She? Oh wait...." Rook chuckles. "Of course. It's her isn't it? Garrick's little demonkin. This explains everything! Did you fall in love with her?"
  "Well I..."
  "Ha ha! You poor silly enchanted fool! She's half succubus you know. That's why you're all fucked up and not thinking straight. Why I'll bet if it wasn't for her charming everyone, Garrick wouldn't have half the people in his Guild."
  "She didn't enchant me! In fact she doesn't even like using her powers like that!" you say getting agitated and temporarily forgetting that you're at Rook's mercy.
  "Oh of course she doesn't. That's all part of her act. The puritanical demon seductress. Gets everyone hot an bothered and keeps them on a string by not actually putting out. How better to control the average man? I'll tell you what, we could use someone like her in the EC. Would make things easier to a certain extent."
  
  You don't say anything, while Rook continues to chuckle.
  
  "Okay, I'll give you a little more time because you seem to believe that yours is true love. If you do manage to convince the demonkin to join though, well that will just prove I was right in seeing your potential. However, I can't walk away from this meeting without nothing, so I still need you to do something for me or at least provide some sort of information." Rook responds.
  "What did you have in mind?" you ask.
  "I don't know, you tell me. A plan of some sort perhaps. I'll decide if it's important enough or not."
  
  Currently the Guild doesn't have any plans other than the one involving the Neroth worshippers and making it look like the EC are attacking them. The only other plan you can tell Rook is your plan directly against Reginald, you just aren't sure Rook's going to find that one important enough and you'll end up having give out the Guild's plan anyway.
  
  > give away the Guild's plan
  Rook might be testing you to see if you'll lie to him or not. You'd rather not take that chance so you better just come clean now.
  
  "We're mounting an attack on the Neroth cultists because they've been fucking with us. More specifically, we're mounting an attack on the Neroth cultists and going to make it look like Syndicate did it. We're also going try to ally with them, though to be honest that's the shit part of the plan." You say.
  "I see. Well that is a very important bit of information. I thank you for telling me, though it would have been more impressive if I didn't have to initially pull it from you. No matter, give me the details and how you're involved exactly."
  "I'm not. I'm doing my own thing because I'm not really into Garrick's plan in the first place. The Neroth cultists have been targeting me specifically longer than they've been fucking with the Guild, so I was going to just go take out Reginald and be done with it."
  "Interesting. To be honest those Neroth worshipping assholes DO need to be dealt with. While some in the Ebony Claw don't consider them top priority, I see them as a potential problem in the future. Especially since we've started to have our own run ins with them. Though I may be a bit biased considering they did kidnap my cousin once. Oh, by the way, always meant to thank you for rescuing her."
  "Wait...you mean...Naji is..."
  "A whore that doesn't know what the hell she's doing with her life, but she's still my cousin and she should finally get a little justice. This city already has more than enough gods competing, and as a dedicated disciple to Fel, I see no reason why I shouldn't aid directly in their fall. Consider the Holgard Watch taken care of by tomorrow."
  "What, really?"
  "Yes. Obviously you're still going to have to kill Reginald and whatever fanatics he has in the house with him, but the Holgard Watch? They can always change loyalties and those that can't, well they'll be dealt with. Consider this another favor from your friends at the Ebony Claw."
  
  You silently acknowledge Rook's words. While this is certainly going to help you out, you're not sure if you're going to be able to afford all these "favors" when it comes time to pay up.
  
  "Well then I guess this concludes our business again. I suppose I'll be sending some of my people to start actively hunting down groups of Guild members based on the information you told me. Next time we see each other though, I trust you'll have that other vital information for me. Time is growing short you know, and I would hate to see you on the wrong side." Rook says and pats you hard on the side of your face a couple times before walking away.
  
  You soon no longer feel the crossbow at your back and that's when you know it's okay to move again.
  
  You make your way back to the inn where you're supposed to be getting some rest like Tanya suggested, but after your encounter with Rook, you're more wound up than ever. Eventually you do fall asleep and by the time you wake up, it's night and you're rushing to go meet Tanya.
  
  When you get the place you were going to meet you find that she's not there. You wait around for awhile, but still no sign of her. You wonder if she changed her mind, then you wonder if she went in already because you also noticed that Reginald's house doesn't have the extra Holgard Watch security around it. (Rook was true to his word)
  
  "Shit, I hope not. I've been standing around like a dumb ass if that's the case." You mutter and rush back down to street level again. You open the gate (which the guards helpfully left unlocked) and go to the front door which you lockpick with ease. You'd think even with the guards he would have gotten a better lock, but whatever makes your task easier.
  
  You slowly walk into the dimly lit foyer with your weapon drawn. You search the downstairs cautiously and methodically, but don't find any one. In the back of your mind you wish this was just a simple breaking and entering job because you're seeing a lot fancy decoration and you're sure Reginald has more portable valuables laying around in a safe or something somewhere.
  
  Still no sign of Tanya. You begin to worry if something happened to her if she came here at all. It also crosses you mind that it's possible she got held up before coming here. Rook did say he was sending some of his people to go actively hunt Guild members. For all you know she ran afoul of one of those groups or had to help other Guild members.
  
  While you're looking around for stairs to the cellar, you hear some thumping coming from the upstairs. Things have been more or less silent so far, so this it cause to give you alarm.
  
  You immediately head back to the large set of stairs that lead up in the foyer. As you're heading up the stairs, you notice that the lighting is becoming much darker. It's almost as if the candles from the chandelier are going out.
  
  You get to near the top of the landing and then it goes completely dark. You then feel several hands grab at you You manage to fire off your pistol once before several hands take it from you.
  
  "Fuck!" You say and begin to struggle.
  "Restrain the unbeliever!"
  "Don't kill him, this infidel must be properly sacrificed!
  
  Since you have no intention of going quietly, you fight your assailants. It's hard to see in the dark, but you're doing the best you can. Eventually you manage to get your arms free and draw your blade. You slash blindly, hitting someone before you try to make your way back downstairs.
  
  You're half way down the stairs with footsteps and yelling not far behind. You then suddenly feel a force of a person grabbing and tackling you with abandon. The pair of you goes rolling down the stairs and don't stop until you hit the bottom.
  
  You feel a sharp pain in your right leg when you try to move it. Doesn't take long before you realize it's broken. Your assailant was less lucky and managed to break his neck during the tumble down the stairs. That doesn't help you that much though since his body is partially holding you down and his buddies are already almost upon you.
  
  "Shit, he killed Daniel!"
  
  Gotta love the "outrage" by a bunch of demon worshippers, not to mention the fact that Daniel killed himself by tackling you in the first place!
  
  You crawl the best you can from out under Daniel's body and swing your blade at anyone coming near, but it's no use. There are just too many and despite hacking a couple of them at the legs, they soon begin stomping and kicking you.
  
  The best you can do is try to cover yourself until eventually one person tells them all to stop.
  
  You raise your head and see a man with a goatee in a red robe. A couple of other larger men in red robes stand behind him. Granted everyone around you is wearing red, but it's obvious that this is the one you were looking for. This is Reginald.
  
  He motions the others to pick you up which they do despite you struggling and the agony of a broken leg.
  
  Reginald walks towards you.
  
  "So, you've returned. I know you're the one that so rudely broke into my home and stole that girl years ago. We were a little pre-occupied in nabbing you before and you seem to be skilled enough to fight off our recent attempts. Not sure why you stupidly decided to believe you could get away with walking in here alone again, but you'll soon learn that was a very grave mistake. Going to have something very special planned for you."
  
  Before you can answer with some sort of defiant reply, two of the red robed assholes holding you go down to throwing daggers in their faces from above! Of course this also means you fall to the floor as well since your leg is broken and you can't stand.
  
  It's still dark, but even from your prone position and in your one eye that hasn't closed shut you can see a figure running about on the second floor balcony and throwing more daggers. It has to be Tanya.
  
  "Damnit, it's a full on assault! Take this asshole to the dungeons, the rest of you get whoever that is and be on the look out for others!" Reginald orders.
  
  Several cultists try to pick you up again, but you do everything you can to prevent them from doing so. Eventually you get walloped and kicked in the head enough times that you're unable to do much of anything except struggle to stay conscious.
  
  You're dragged across the floor and down some steps while the chaos of shouting and running is around you.
  
  Eventually you no longer feel a wooden floor but cold stone. As you are continually dragged across the cellar area, you are now starting to black out. Your only thoughts are that you hope Tanya will be okay and save your ass on top of everything else.
  
  Unfortunately, those are the last thoughts you ever have. The cultists dragging you to the dungeon cell aren't exactly being the most gentle and your already battered head takes a few more hits, then when they throw you in the cell, they give you a couple more kicks as well. You don't feel the pain any longer since you're unconscious by this point.
  
  It's just as well that you soon die from internal head trauma since Tanya isn't even successful in retrieving your body.