Escape the Blood Banquet
| Escape the Blood Banquet | |
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| Date of Cutscene: | 28 November 2012 |
| Location: | Palamecia |
| Synopsis: | This was after the encounter with the Heartless Leida back at Gaza Plains. Reize was separated as the dark portal tried to take him away. Through reasons unknown, Reize got lost and escape. I blame the Plot Idea Device for 'A party is being held at Palamecia!' |
| Cast of Characters: | Reize Seatlan |
It was a day that had gone from bad to worse.
One moment, he was dealing with trying to get to Narshe to handle a simple task. The next moment, he found himself fighting the Heartless to save a girl and the herders, which revealed that former was the worse of them all. The end was a dark gate rippling him in....
And he woke up somewhere far worse.
He found himself within an empire ruled by the monsters, where neighboring areas were puppet states. He was in some little corner, a banquet of some sort. Dark knights, soldiers, monsters all about, sharing a festive dance.
His agonizing pain from the savannah plains still lingered, he quickly rolled underneath a table for cover. His stomach smelled delicious meals, which he quickly swiped a turkey leg and bread to stuff his face. Knowing that he was in trouble, he had to figure out a way to escape. Behold, he saw a waiter shakily fleeing into the kitchen. Stealing a platter to put over his head(and one more leg of meat), he skittled over to the kitchen.
Sneaking around to a hiding spot, Reize waited for the waiter to draw near and conked him with a boomerang. With the waiter experiencing lights out, Reize switched to assume his role. As he tried to escape...
"Hey! You're tasked to bring food to the Emperor, get on it!"
'Craaap!', Reize thought to himself, and he bowed his head and grabbed the large tray. Reize took the tray and assumed his role to feed the man aloft on his throne. It was David Bowie, also known as Emperor Mateus!
The man sat flamboyantly with a bored look on his face, the boy mentally hoped that attention would be slim. He stood nervously as he presented the food. His body shake and shuddered as fear was instilled, he merely hoped his disguise remained as such.
Ignoring Reize, Mateus took a fruit, and watched the party with a bored look.
"Oh, why is Fynn not controlled? Borghen is likely being useless again." Standing beside the Emperor was a shaking noble, frowning at the Emperor's words. When Mateus's eyes creened to the man, Mateus sneered, "Get back to work! Send more monsters before the rebellion regroups!"
With a flick of a hand, the waiter was dismissed. Reize mentally sighed of relief and went back to the kitchen. He looked around for an escape route.
!
Lo and behold, a small crate stood before him. Reize was thankfully low enough to fit. As he tucked himself underneath, he widdled away through the back.
Not looking back, Reize fled the party, at least grateful that he stuffed his face.
