🚨 ADVENTURERS NEEDED! 🚨 Posted by: Lucian Grint
“Please—anyone brave enough to help—I need you. My uncle, Professor Thelonius Grint, was taken by Black Lotus Ninjas! They came in the night—silent, fast—he didn’t stand a chance!”
I’m assembling a rescue party. If you’re skilled with a blade, a spellbook, or just have a strong arm, please meet me. 🕙 Duskreach. Monday, July 21, 2025 10:00 PM I don’t know what they want with him… but I know we’re running out of time. — Lucian
Something’s not right… Posted by: Lucian Grint
“I went back to the site. I found… things. Not signs of a struggle, but tools. Diagrams. My uncle’s writing. Why would he bring blueprints to a dinner party?”
I’m starting to wonder if he was taken at all. Or if he left… willingly.
I still need your help—maybe more than before.
đź•™ Duskreach. Monday, July 21, 2025 10:00 PM
Bring light. And clarity. — Lucian
Posted by: Lucian Grint
“I found it. Not a fortress. Not a castle. A hole in the ground. Just outside Duskreach—covered in leaves, marked with strange symbols burned into the dirt. It leads down… deep down.”*
Beneath it lies the dojo. Hidden. Silent. Alive with shadows. And he’s there—Professor Grint. Standing beside the Black Lotus like he belongs.
He said we wouldn’t understand. I don’t need to.
đź•™ Meet me at 2350, 1400 2 months ago. We go in together. We end this together.
— Lucian
🕳️ He Escaped… Posted by: Lucian Grint
“We had him. We had him! You saw it—he was right there, smug as ever, standing beside those cursed ninjas like he belonged there. He chose them.”*
And still, somehow… he slipped away. That smoke, that machine—whatever it was—it bought him just enough time. He’s gone again.
But this isn’t the end. Not for him. Not for me. Not for any of us.
Thank you for fighting beside me. I owe you more than words.
We’ll get him next time. I swear it.
— Lucian
🧪 “You Still Don’t Understand.” Posted by: Professor Thelonius Grint
“Ah, the brave little band of torchbearers. How noble. How predictable. You charged into the dark thinking you were rescuers—when in truth, you were merely test subjects.”*
The Black Lotus showed me discipline. Purpose. Together, we’ve begun to build something greater than you can imagine. And tonight? Tonight, you saw only the beginning.
I left that door open on purpose. I wanted you to find me. To witness.
Next time, don’t knock. Just bow.
— Professor Grint