Everyone has a price for which they’re willing to give up everything; it is just a matter of finding the right circumstances.
As you saw final victory slipping through your fingers, despite your every well planned stratagem you desperately sought a way to turn the tide. Or maybe as you felt disease eat away at you, science and gods unable or unwilling to help, you cried out your frustration to whomever or whatever would listen. Perhaps it was more subtle, an obsession, an object or person that had to yours, no matter the cost…
In the end the circumstances mattered little, the end result was the same. As you called out, literally or not, time seemed to slow around you and a small ethereal voice whispered in your ear, “I could help you… for a price”. Seeing a way out, a means to achieve your goal, a deal was struck. Victory was yours, the sickness vanished overnight, the object of your obsession fell into your hands as if by coincidence or design. But as you savored the spoils, you heard the voice again, “Now, as for the small matter of my payment…”. Your head exploded in pain as you felt icy tendrils bore into your mind and very core,. As your vision cleared, you could still feel the leash tied around your soul, tightening ever so slowly, “There now, that’s much better”.
The characters in this game are all people who’ve struck a deal with that disembodied voice and suffered the consequences. They owe a debt and now its come due.
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