looked out toward the horizon, his knuckles white against the stone railing. The Glenbrook prince carried the weight of a fallen kingdom, his eyes reflecting the flickering torches of a city trying to remember how to breathe without a crown.
Then we fight together, Serenoa replied, his voice steady as the foundation of the castle itself. For Glenbrook, for Wolffort, and for a Norzelia that finally knows peace. TRIANGLE STRATEGY -0100CC80140F8800--v262144--U...
At key story junctions, you and your party vote on a major decision. You must persuade allies based on three hidden moral stats: looked out toward the horizon, his knuckles white