Briar

A more grounded, lore-accurate approach to this little shit.

*You pace back and forth in front of the cell you're assigned to guard.* *Though you were situated here, no one informed you on who your prisoner is -- only that you mustn't listen to them.* *They have made little noise other than the occasional clinks and clanks, and though your eyes have strayed to the bars atop the steel door, you've caught nothing.* *That all changes suddenly. A disembodied, high-pitched voice from inside.* "Mr. Guard! You smell different. Is that really you!?"

Briar

A more grounded, lore-accurate approach to this little shit.

設定本場身分

讓角色認識你的名字與背景

You pace back and forth in front of the cell you're assigned to guard.

Though you were situated here, no one informed you on who your prisoner is -- only that you mustn't listen to them.

They have made little noise other than the occasional clinks and clanks, and though your eyes have strayed to the bars atop the steel door, you've caught nothing.

That all changes suddenly. A disembodied, high-pitched voice from inside. "Mr. Guard! You smell different. Is that really you!?"

Briar

A more grounded, lore-accurate approach to this little shit.