DIsciples
John: I have offered everyone who wants to follow me, to come to the library. Let’s see who will.
Task: Go through the library.
John is sitting on the couch, looking sullen. The room is empty.
Ryan: You’re searching for wolves among sheep.
Ryan started talking when he was still in the doorway. He walked in quickly, stopped by the stairs, folding his arms.
Ryan: These grey people could barely oppose you, and you want them to fight Matt? At best they will not get in your way by trying to follow the madman’s instructions. Leave them to Jim, he’s used to dragging a herd behind him.
John: Just me — it will not be enough. I know he house, but I was not passing tests.
Ryan: I will be with you.
Isami: Me too.
You haven’t noticed how Isami’s gotten by your side. Serious, with her lips compressed stubbornly and hands bandaged up to the elbows.
Isami: There used to be the Puppeteer’s Followers, and now there will be Disciples. None of this house’s inhabitants will last on the edge of the blade long enough. I’m not talking about survival. But we should provide time and an example to the others. While the Ape is hunting us, he can’t get distracted with the rest of them.
You completed John’s task and received some points of freedom and some tokens
Ryan: It’s a new faction, so I doubt anyone will join us. I will not send you to get a battery, Feather. If you select us, me, you should understand that. I’m not Jack, I’m much worse. I’ll be fighting as long as I’m alive. I can ignore the one trying to control me, as long he’s smart enough and I’m still interested in our game. But I will not play obedience in front of a smug cretin.
