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03/06/11(Sun)11:35 No.14148574With Kain gone, you redouble your efforts.
Beginning in the home, you attempt to convince Thomas of an affair with Kain. He doesn't completely believe, but with Kain absent it is easier to make him envy the noble Count, his charismatic mien and graceful stride.
Over course of a few weeks, you ingratiate yourself with the local women. They love you, at first, but as you enhance your own beauty and discuss your wealth, the envy sets in. You appoint a few as ladies in waiting, to the ire of their friends. You find ways to grant special favours to their husbands, like a little extra money, a free drink, tobacco, it all adds up so that the men envy the husbands of your handmaidens.
In particularly clever move, you imply to some of the guards that your ladies in waiting also service Thomas - and the rumour has the desired effect on the populace. Melinda has also learned to mitigate her own unhappiness by rubbing her position in the faces of the other women, and you can see your Taint at work in her as she elicits spite with remarkable skill.
You survey your hissing whirlpool of envy from the bedroom window, nude and gorgeous to any chance onlooker as shafts of sunlight illuminate your appealing belly and womanly hip, fading to a tantalising shadow as one's gaze crosses your thigh. You can feel a spike of vitriol from a maid in the courtyard below, hah!
You have felt a deep and unsettling cold touch your Animus recently - the Principle is pleased. A bitter wind has blown through the estate, an omen - good, you hope. But there is something to worry about... the peasants have been speaking of wolves, or beasts who walk like men stalking not far from the estate in the past week. The Firstborn, the werebeasts, have come it seems, to send you back to Hell. |