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jq37 · 5 years

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thoughts on this week's ep?

**spoilers for broadway brawl**

***Before we start, I remembered as I was typing this one of the important notes I lost from last week’s recap: Interesting that Christmas seemingly went off without a hitch. I expected Santa to come back into play somehow (like, someone would check on him to make sure Christmas was still on or he’d call them in to help or something) but he hasn’t, at least not yet.***

My guys, my guys, my guys. Was that something or was that something?

I think I am on record as saying that combat is my least favorite part of ttrpgs generally speaking because I’m here for the RP but when a combat episode shines it really freaking shines (see eg: that first combat ep of Bloodkeep where everyone went full Galaxy Brain except for Matt who couldn’t hit a single thing) and this is such a good example. This is easily a top five ep of the season for me, maybe top three so let’s get into it and break down why it was so awesome.

We start right where we left off with Titania and members of her court having come into the theater to beat the tar out of Misty mid-show.

Quick note: At the end of last ep, it was set up so that Misty was thrust on stage right after hearing the mirror was on stage which would place this fight right at the top of Act 2 but at the start of this ep, Brennan seems to indicate that it’s taking place during what would be the closing number. Which would make more sense but imagine you go see a play, the first act is super dope, and then the second act is an insane, minute long fight that’s pretty unconnected to the plot and then a buff, naked, beautiful man tells you the show is over and you should leave. Wild. Anyway.

Pixies with tommy guns in inherently funny.

So one of the things that makes this fight really great is the way it directly ties into the story in a way besides “These bad guys are in our way.” Misty is using this show as a part of her reincarnation spell so if the show is messed up, it fails and she’s on her last life. Brennan has a cool mechanic of making her roll death saves every round at a difficulty lower than her modifier (which is s/t crazy like 11) but that gets harder with damage done to her and performance checks failed by other players who decide to jump on stage. It’s a great way to make the battle feel like it has more personal stakes and it’s my fave original Brennan mechanic since the Family in Flames Sophie’s Choice situation.

(I love that the death save counter is changed for theater comedy/tragedy masks for this. Nice touch.)

Em, Esther, and Wally are also at the fight which is clutch.

Also, Sondheim is specifically here which is an insane detail to add just because.

WILD that no one knows what’s going on with the ritual initially because, as Lou almost does, getting all the civilians out is the smart move and it would COMPLETELY ruin Misty’s plans instantly.

Lou having Kingston take the stairs bc’s he’s 50+ years old and has no time for that nonsense has equal but opposite energy to him doing extra rolls for Fabian to do unnecessary parkour before a simple attack because Fabian’s Like That.

Murph fireblasts the hell out of Titania’s foot soldiers right off the bat from outside of counterspell range which is very cool.

“Give me a performance check for the cockroach.”

“You’re upstaging me bitch?”

Another great thing about this fight is that because of it’s theatrical nature, everyone’s RPing it more than a usual battle ep (or more intensely maybe is what I mean).

Titania hypnotizes Don Confetti and his goons into fighting for her.

“She doesn’t know she’s in a play but she does sing most of her dialogue which is helpful for you.” Titania is just Like That.

Pete drops an erupting earth and drops a sick 37 damage on those same minions Kug got.

I didn’t notice before but yeah, Ally does roll die like a f-ing beyblade champion.

Emily hearing Murph’s low key, offhand comments and cracking up is great.

“Get Sondheim!” (Emily and then Ally: WHAT?!)

Actual living dude Stephen Sondheim being involved in this fight is just so ridiculous and fun and crazy.

We go around to Misty’s turn and she has to beat a 28 (upped from 10) and she fails which feels worse than a normal failed death save somehow.

Lou, in a very good RP move, tells Pete to tell Misty to end the show so she can tell them not to so the group has a valid reason to not evacuate which is a thing they (or at least him and Ricky) would obviously want to do.

Sophie, the madwoman, jumps out of the balcony, grabs a costume, then runs on stage. Emily’s glee at being told that her grabbing the costume will give her advantage is great. She’s always trying to figure out how to make the most of her moves. She is the living embodiment of the concept of method to madness (which is from Hamlet since we’re talking Shakespeare today).

Ox is constantly dying (Brennan!) but also it’s like, why was he even there before the fight started? I’ve never seen a non-service dog in a theater.

Ricky: Is this part of it?

Oh, forgot to mention that everything that happens on stage is kinda shielded by the Umbral Arcana so everyone watching thinks it’s part of the show, which is a cool plot detail.

Ricky gets fULLY NAKED (Emily, with perfect comic timing: Now do I roll with disadvantage?) and leaps into the fray. He casts Protection from Evil and Good on her which (1) He does by Magic Mike body-rolling on her while he’s naked and considering how much shorter she is that her raises some interesting questions about positioning and (2) is the most clutch use of this spell I’ve seen in a while. It’s a spell I always wanna take as a Paladin because it makes sense character-wise, but I’ve never been able to actually use it because we’re never fighting fiends, fae, or celestial.

Brennan’s dime change change reversal of the critic’s comments on Ricky’s body rolls when Zac re-rolls his 11 makes me glad I never had to face him in a debate team setting.

Ally: What’s Esther’s deal ;)/Brennan: *Esther’s Weapon Stats*

“Your only secret you’ve ever had in your life is that you have a crush on her.”

Wally has a beautiful singing voice and a working knowledge of Midsummer's which is wild.

Lou’s periodic, “My man”’s when Ally/Pete does something cool. He’s very dialed into being Kingston.

Ricky’s aura keeps everyone near him from being charmed and Misty saves everyone else w/ a nat 20 counterspell. Few things in D&D are more satisfying than a well executed counterspell.

Titania trying to get Pete to be her consort or something when he just over the super posh Priya is very funny.

“I mean between me and Sondheim, get Sondheim!”

“DO WE HAVE HOMEWORK TONIGHT?” (“We did have homework.”)

Anyway, Misty has one success now!

Misty tries to use puppet to get Titania to drop her crown and it doesn’t work. Brennan says the crown is Crown of Stars which I looked up and it’s actually a spell, not a physical crown, but I’m assuming he used the mechanical effects of the spell on a physical item.

Brennan doing all these musical/singing bits when he absolutely doesn’t have to. I love it.

I love Ricky and Sophie being the two martial fighting heavy hitters of the group. Like, the two fighters, having the spellcasters’ backs.

I hope the one kung fu fan in the back of the theater never sees another Broadway show again because he’s gonna be so disappointed.

“I’m just so inspired by that beautiful penis.”

Murph, out of character, verbally acknowledging how insane what they’re doing is. I love when someone pauses in a game of D&D to just recite what’s currently happening out of context so everyone can appreciate how crazy it is. D&D. Gotta love it..

Emily and Siobhan have a quick conversation in the background about whether Sondheim did Les Mis or not (not, that’s Claude-Michel Schönberg) while Brennan and Murph are Ring nonsense.

I also was mildly suspicious of Alyssa so I’m glad Kingston checked her out.

The entire roast of Brennan when he’s selecting D6s is an instantly iconic D20 moment. I can’t do it justice. You kinda just have to see it.

“Someone call Wizards of the Coast!”

Em, Wally, and Alyssa go out when Titania puts out a huge spell that blinds Kug.

“Yummy, yummy, tastes like ass.”

On Misty’s next turn, she rolls a fail which makes it 2 failures to 1 success. Brennan mentions that a nat 1 counts as 2 failures and a nat 20 counts as 2 successes. I’m sure that won’t be relevant later because you can’t foreshadow things when dice rolls are completely random.

Misty fails on puppet again again and Titania goes full Wicked Witch of the West on her and starts Jonesing for those shoessss.

Emily’s Emily(tm) move of the session is doing a flying leap at Titania, hitting her with a stunning strike and having Brennan retract the Box off Doom he was pulling out because she can’t save when she’s stunned. She just plummets out of the sky.

Don Confetti respecting the sacrament of marriage as he goes full Opera ghost and tries to garrote Sophie.

Ricky (still naked) grabs the crown from Titania, tosses it to Misty, and, with some improv and a good charisma roll, makes the show suddenly make sense to the very confused but entertained audience.

I’m so glad that Murph decided to turn into a bear and that they made the Winter’s tale ref. I should have had faith in Brennan and Siobhan, the theater nerds. Exit pursued by a bear y’all.

Lou and Emily bonding over being proud of their die for rolling well when they lend it out for a big roll.

Really wish Pete had wild magic surged in this fight. Just to add that extra bit of chaos.

With a very good turn (no damage taken, no performances failed) Misty only has to avoid snake eyes to get through this turn. She leapfrogs over that low bar and rolls a nat 20, instantly fulfilling her win condition. At this point, the play is superfluous and Titania is still down.

“Brennan lost and now he knows reddit is gonna eat his ass.”

OK, remember how I said earlier that Misty seems like the kind of character you nudge a little temptation at just to spice things up? Yeah, her killing Titania and getting the crown of the Seelie Fae makes me a liiiitle apprehensive, but we’ll see how that turns out.

“I killed my queen! This is America we don’t have royalty here.”

“Bear, I don’t know who you are, but take me on your back, let me ride on stage.” —creator of West Side Story, Stephen Sondheim

Misty charms the critic at the show to make sure they get a good review which is such a fae thing to do.

Kingston’s clearly not loving attacking Don and Co. post “real fight” what with his whole Do No Harm thing (well, that’s Dr’s but same principle applies I assume) is a good character detail. For that matter, so is Ricky just taking Titania’s crown and not beheading her which he super could have done while she was down but it would have been very incongruous with everything else about him.

Brian “This isn’t Loony Tunes” Murphy throws Sondheim as a projectile weapon at a pixie who snaps the pixie’s neck and then does a monologue at the audience.

I love it when someone rolls low on an insight check and Brennan gives them useless info and then they repeat it in their character’s voice.

4 mins from the end of the ep, Siobhan realizes there are two Perrys in this story for the first time and has a bigger reaction to that than almost everything else in this ep except her nat 20.

Ricky looks for costume faun legs to cover his fully out dick instead of costume pants or even his own pants.

Misty starts glowing with reincarnation energy and she runs into her dressing room for privacy. Also, she still super hasn’t told anyone what’s going on. (ALSO, assuming she’s gonna make the world think she died, it’s gonna be wild for the company of the show to have their leading lady put on the performance of her life and then die on opening night).

“Who am I to refuse a crown when it’s placed so deftly upon my head?”

You know that behind the scenes thing where Brennan is like, “Yeah, I knew Siobhan was gonna steal that book,”? I got some of those vibes during the crown scene.

The implications of what Misty did are gonna be left until next ep but Brennan says something about her creating her own court and it looks like she’s recruiting followers in the promo. IDK how I feel about that (these stories tend to have great power--especially tied to powerful magical items--as a corrupting force) but I am very excited to see how it goes down! See you then!

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thequeensfury · 3 years

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| SEARCHING FOR A WRITING PARTNER!!!! |

Looking for somebody interested in pursuing a 1x1 (fem/fem) plot I’m desperate to flesh out. Currently, I’m writing a play and I’d love to further expatiate the two, main lover’s backstory. It is my belief that expanding upon the character’s relationship with a partner will help to aid this horrid bout of writer’s block I’ve suffered regarding my work.

Below, you will find the first act of the play. It involves a vengeful queen, the bright, young sorceress who once shared her bedchamber and the aftermath of their toxic relationship.

If anybody is interested, please message me!!!!

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Cast of Characters:

Reilla: (ray-uh) A bitter queen in her mid 30’s.

Catarina: A loyal guard and one of the strongest warriors in Festen. Strong woman in her late 20’s early 30’s.

Elise: Talented ice witch out for revenge. Smaller woman with white hair, mid to late 20’s.

Alamo: A short and stout older man with massive wealth and a timid disposition. Mid 50’s balding.

Guard 1: A tall and strong man with a blank expression.

Guard 2: A short and strong man with a blank expression.

Ervys Madeira: Potions master. An evil old man with a sadistic passion for using science as a weapon against magic.

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Queen Reilla (ray-ah), a woman in her 30’s with pale turquoise hair, sits at her throne upstage center. She is eating from a golden bowl of grapes. A general Catarina, a late thirties woman with short blonde hair and tan skin enters downstage right, approaching the throne. There are steps up to the throne and the fourth wall should be considered a huge window looking into and out of the royal chambers.

Catarina: Their forces are advancing upon us. They will be within range by daybreak.

Reilla: Let them advance. They’ll never make it past the fallen swamplands.

Catarina: Er. About that, your highness. I’ve just received some unusual and unfortunate news.

Reilla: Well, go on. Deliver the unfortunate news.

Catarina: Elise of the ice kingdom-

Reilla: Don’t you dare speak that name to me.

Catarina: I’m afraid I must.

Reilla: Make it brief, then. I cannot bear to think about that wretched witch.

Catarina: She’s joined forces with the Baronian army. She’s helping them cross the swamp.

Queen Reilla sits for a moment in silence before screeching and violently throwing her bowl of grapes on the floor. They topple everywhere. Catarina picks up the bowl and puts it back on it’s pedestal and begins picking up the grapes

Reilla: She still defies me even now. I will have her stretched and pulled until each limb splits from her body and that pretty little head pops off. Then I will put that pretty little head in a glass box and keep it in my trophy case.

Catarina: And she would deserve it too! Though I do admit, having her and her coven helping the Baronians has greatly changed our odds of survival.

Reilla: Enough with the grapes. Leave them. The cleaners will take care of it. And what have you and those senile eunuchs of the high council stated to be our odds of survival now?

Catherine stops picking up grapes.

Catarina: Are you certain you want me to say?

Reilla: Of course I want you to say. Do you think I prefer to sit here like some doddering old fool while the imbeciles under my command place bets against our survival?

Catarina: I do not feel right in saying now. It is not my wish to upset you, my highness.

Reilla: You will say, or you will be hung before the castle gates draped in a white flag of surrender while I escape, leaving this whole wretched kingdom to waste.

Catarina: The high council has our odds of survival at ten percent with Elise joining the side of the Baronians.

Reilla: Ten percent?

Reilla briefly bursts out in laughter. There is another short silence. Catarina picks up one more grape. Reilla shrieks again.

Reilla: Guards.

Two guards enter from downstage right and stand at attention.

Reilla: Bring me high council chairman Alamo Montclaire at once, and make sure he is aware that the situation is dire.

The guards exit the same way they came in.

Catarina: Oh dear, my queen. What are you going to do?

Reilla: I’m going to make an example of that stodgy bastard and anyone who dare question the power of my kingdom and my army. The idiocy. To think that wretched ice whore could pose any threat to my great and prosperous empire. Inconceivable.

Catarina: She’s grown quite strong on her own, since you two were close-

Reilla: We were never close. Don’t speak about her. She disgusts me.

Catarina: My queen.

The guards return, bringing with them Alamo Montclaire, a short and stubby man of middle age with a timid disposition.

Reilla: Councilman Montclaire.

Alamo falls to his knees.

Alamo: Your highness.

Reilla: There will be no groveling. Rise, and look me in the eyes, councilman.

Alamo stands at attention.

Reilla: I have received word that the high council does not favor our own army in the anticipated battle against the kingdom of Baronia.

Alamo: Well. No, your highness. It’s not that we don’t favor the Festen army. You command the greatest army in all the land. Everybody knows that. It’s just, erm, well.

Reilla: Spit it out. It’s just what, councilman?

Alamo: The ice queen elise, your highness. The ice queen and her coven of witches possess unimaginable strength. They wield the power to shape earth and destroy entire villages. We members of the high council believe our best chance of survival would be surrender.

Reilla pauses, growing furious.

Reilla: Guards.

The guards stand at attention. Alamo shrinks.

Reilla: Slit this man’s throat. Have his body draped in front of the window of the chamber of the high council and let them see what their traitorous naysaying earns them.

Alamo: Please, I beg of you my queen. Don’t do this. There’s surely some way to defeat them. You’re the best queen of all, your highness. We have the strongest army in all the land.

Reilla: Guards, dispose of this man at once.

A guard draws Alamo up and pulls his head back, drawing a dagger to his neck. Alamo struggles to get away, but the second guard punches him in the gut. The first guard slits Alamo’s throat and he falls to the ground. He is dragged offstage by both guards.

Catarina: Queen Reilla, what have you done?

Reilla: Bite your tongue, humble servant, or seal your fate and hang with the rats of the high council.

Catarina: I will not. I am not afraid of you, my queen. Your guards are absent, and you and I both know I could best the two of them at once in combat.

Reilla: You will pay when this is all over, but I must admit, I can not afford to be rid of you at the moment. However, I will warn you that the more you speak out of turn, the further into an inescapable hole you will sink. And when this is all over, you will sincerely regret dishonoring me this way.

Catarina: The councilmen were not speaking ill of you Queen Reilla. They were stating the facts. You may not want to confront it, but Elise is on her way and she’s stronger than you are willing to admit.

Reilla: Elise is an ungrateful wench who should have been left to die in the wilderness 25 years ago. How dare she lash out against the one who gave her all that strength that my own underlings seem to be so terrified of?

Catarina: She has learned much from the mages of the northern mountains, and has been cultivating her magic, as well as the magic of dozens of other witches. Forgive me for speaking plainly, but you have allowed yourself and our people to stay stagnant. We have decayed while they have refined themselves, and the Baronian’s have seized the opportunity.

Reilla: We only have one option, and it is an option I have dreaded. Bring me the potion keeper at once.

Catarina: Of course, your highness.

Reilla: Tomorrow, Baronia will be nothing more than a memory.

Catarina exits downstage right. Reilla rises from her throne and steps down to down center stage. Orchestral music swells, and Reilla begins dancing by herself, engrossed in memory. Stage lighting shifts to a sentimental, orange hue. Stagehands bring bottles of wine and lay them around the floor. As Reilla dances, a young woman with white hair in a blue dress lined with stunning white fur, Elise walks into the scene and begins waltzing with her. The two dance more and more dramatically, and begin laughing, until the dance degenerates into silliness and they come apart in uproarious laughter.

Reilla: Oh Elise, you mustn’t make me so dizzy. I feel as if I’m going to be sick.

Elise leans down and picks up a half full bottle, sips from it.

Elise: Alright, alright. I’ll take it easy.

Elise quickly kisses Reilla and drunkenly dances across the floor.

Reilla: I’m astounded by you. You really don’t run out of energy do, you? Out winning battles all day and then you come here to wear me out. And after all that, you’re still going.

Elise continues twirling and tries to get Reilla to dance with her. Rhea resists.

Elise: What can I say? I’m just enjoying my life. I never thought I would be here among so many important and powerful people. Let alone become the right hand to the queen of Festen.

Reilla: You have done more for me and this kingdom than you could possibly know. I’m not certain if we would have made it through today without your magic.

Elise: You command the strongest army in the world, I am lucky just to serve you, my queen.

Reilla: Enough formalities, my dear. It is I who is lucky. To have met someone of your brilliance, beauty and ability is no small miracle.

Elise: Will you ever make me your bride?

Reilla: Oh, my sweet.

Elise: Each night I dream of walking down the cathedral aisle to take your hand and kiss your lips before our people. Why must you deny me still?

Reilla: Do you know how it looks for a queen to marry some rehabilitated stray she found in the woods? Do you really think our people would accept me marrying my loyal attack dog?

Elise: I don’t appreciate you speaking as if I am some filthy cur. I am your strongest and most decorated soldier and the woman who comes home to love you every night in your cold and hollow chambers. If you will not treat me as an equal, you will lose me as both lover and servant.

Reilla: Elise, please. You know I can’t lose you, and I would never want to let you go. But we have to keep things private, lest you want the public to revolt.

Elise: I don’t think the public would revolt. I think you’re afraid of people knowing who you are. I think you’re afraid of getting too close to me.

Reilla: You know nothing about public expectation, Elise. This is far too complicated a matter to explain to you right now.

Elise: Too complicated to explain? What am I to you, Reilla? A common rube? Or even worse, some sort of child?

Reilla: Oh be quiet. You’re giving me a headache. That’s not how I think of you at all. There are simply things you come to understand when you’ve lived under public scrutiny so long. These people don’t want a queen who sleeps with women, much less one who marries them. If the commoners caught wind of our affair, there would be revolt. I really do love you Elise.

Elise: Our affair?

Reilla: You know what I mean.

Elise: I need to get out of here. I’ll see you tomorrow.

Reilla: Oh, Elise, don’t be cross with me. I’m sorry.

Elise storms out of the great chamber downstage R.

Reilla: Elise. Please. You must understand.

Reilla grabs her glass of wine and sits down on the floor. Catarina enters downstage right with an old man in dark torn robes, the potions master, Ervys (Er-viss) Madeira, who walks in a slow and awkward manner.

Catarina: Rise your highness.

Reilla: (rising). You do not order me to rise, disloyal mutt. Go get me a fresh bottle of wine. I must speak to the potions master in private.

Catarina: Yes, your highness.

Catarina exits downstage right.

Ervys: My liege. To what do I owe this rare pleasure?

Reilla: Enough with the pleasantries, vile miser, I seek your strongest weapons.

Ervys: I’ve dreamed the day would come to pass where you would require my assistance. Queen Reilla, I have spent my life toiling, studying ancient texts and traveling far to gather exotic ingredients in order to concoct the finest explosives and potions. Years I have spent creating compounds to lay to waste even the strongest demon magic. I am at your disposal.

Reilla: Brilliant. I will need you to bring all you have in storage to the front lines. I will have men with a wagon at your cabin to collect at once.

Ervys: That monster won’t know what hit her.

Reilla: What monster? Lady Elise? Yes, she is quite the unpleasant little splinter isn’t she?

Ervys: A wretched creature like that shouldn’t be allowed to exist. Magic users are close bedmates of devils. Their presence is a beacon of waning morals. ‘Tis a sin.

Reilla: So what of sin? Sin does not factor at all. It is not magic which I hate. What I hate is those pathetic Baronians, and the backstabbing witch that is leading them to my gates.

Ervys: Rumor has it that filthy beast has sinned in other fashions.

Reilla: Enough, Madeira. Ready the supplies at once and await pickup.

Ervys: Word from Baronia is she’s been lying with the princess. Makes one sick. Thinking of an abomination like that. Baronia is a land of savages and sodomy.

Reilla: Shut your mouth, potions master, and ready your potions for transport. You are taxing my nerves with your religious ramblings.

Ervys: A woman with another woman. Some hell spawned scoundrel in bed with the highest royalty. That sort of thing just isn’t natural.

Reilla begins screaming. She grabs a marble bust off of a pedestal and hits Ervys with it. He begins to back up toward downstage left.

Reilla: My queen! Please. What are you doing? Have mercy on me! I do not know what I’ve done to enrage you.

Reilla follows Ervys offstage L carrying the heavy bust and hitting him repeatedly with it. Cries are heard offstage, while Reilla shouts improvised anger and obscenities. She re-enters carrying the same bust, but it’s covered in blood and so is her dress.

Reilla: Enemies at the gates, enemies within my walls. Have I not a single ally left in this rotten world? Does every living creature conspire against me until the day I die? Have I not earned a moment of peace to myself without this specter haunting me? (Drops the bust) And now she comes to my kingdom, seeking my head. She comes to freeze my heart where I stand. I could’ve left her to die when she was still just a wild beast, and this is my thanks. A war I never asked for. If it’s a war she wants it’s a war I shall give her. One final gift of my love. (Screaming) Guards!

Two guards enter downstage Right.

Reilla: The potions master is dead. Raid his quarters and gather all the explosives and potions you can find. You’ll want to ready transports and get those to the front lines at once. We will crush the Baronians and their witch before they even have a chance to attack.

The guards exit. Catarina enters.

Catarina: Your highness we must move quickly. Our eyes in the East watchtower have spotted cavalries advancing over Ryer Hill.

Reilla: Men are making preparations for a full on assault as we speak. This is the last trick I have up my sleeve, Catarina. If this doesn’t work, our people will have little chance of survival. She stands to make a historic mockery of me.

Catarina: This is about more than you and her, my lady. Why is your dress covered in blood?

Reilla: Ervys Madeira has been disposed of. He defied me and mocked me to my face. I could not let it stand.

Catarina leans down to observe the blood soaked bust on the floor.

Catarina: You will see this kingdom fall before they even reach our walls. Your temper will be the death of us all.

Reilla: And your tongue will be the death of you. Consider what you say to me wisely, or that temper might turn itself on you. You speak to me as a close friend.

Catarina: Your temper is what drove her away.

Reilla crosses to Catarina and puts her hand around her throat. Catarina easily shrugs her off and tosses her to the floor. She draws her sword and points it at the queen.

Catarina: You are aged and weak and you’ve lost all sense of reality. I have protected you thus far, but I will pin you like a pig on a skewer if you ever threaten me again. Now pick yourself up and win this war for our people, or else fall at the hands of the only person you ever loved. This is the fate chosen for you.

Catarina puts away her sword. Reilla backs away and stands up.

Reilla: Love. My love. I know nothing of love. Foolish notions of love. That stupid wildling knows nothing of love. She is no different than a common animal. How could you say that word to me, love?

Catarina walks to the edge of the stage and looks off into the distance.

Catarina: You knew love. You saw its face and it terrified you. You pushed it away, the same way you always have done. It’s how you treat everyone and everything. My queen, you do not need to be afraid. I also loved a woman once.

Reilla: Spare me your stories. I am afraid of nothing. I am no coward. Our army faces the present threat with a force never before seen, and you will watch their troops, and the traitor witch you claim I loved, perish in a rain of green flame. One mage and her pathetic hoard of understudies are no match for a stockpile of deadly gases and acid bombs.

Catarina: You will poison the land.

Reilla: We will have no land at all if we fall. We can farm somewhere else. Someone will have to gather supplies from distant lands in the meanwhile. We will survive.

Catarina crosses downstage left and turns at the edge of the stage.

Catarina: The battlefield awaits me. I pray you are right. May the heavens smile upon us.

Reilla: May all seven hells open up and swallow Baronia whole. Gods be with you, Catarina. Festen will see another sun.

Curtains fall.

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