DISCLAIMER: Codex Venator is one shared campaign for Dungeons & Dragons 5th Edition, created by Andrea Lucca, Alex Melluso and Enrico Romeo. The setting deals with issues such as racism; misogyny; explicit violence; religious extremism; experiments on living creatures; power abuse; limitations on personal freedom and occultism. This is not a setting with light themes and, for this reason, it is good that the reading is reserved for an adult audience.
In no case do the authors of these stories, of the adventures of Codex Venator or of other material derived from it intend to support or justify illegal behavior that is detrimental to the dignity of people.
The Ordo Fabularis thanks Magister Sermonis Alice Gritti for writing the story.
57 days from the Discovery
The rise of the four cursed knights put them in a new and unprecedented condition.
Now that everything has resolved, as Nature must, I can finally transcribe my new impressions.
I have seen them weaken, bent by a disease never known before. I saw them exhausted. I do not know what the origin of these plagues afflicting our land is, but I have seen Them, my Sons, suffer as they pass. How is it possible?
So don't my hunger and sleep mean anything?
Their breed superiority has revealed itself again. They didn't know what hunger was, but the day they experienced it, I didn't see hesitation in their expressionless eyes.
"To whom will we give the recovered wheat, Sons?" I asked.
"To the people, Madame Armistice."
All of them seem to warn you. Their empty faces, their cold hands. The house that welcomes me now seems ... a labyrinth, in which they never get lost, and in which not one word too many resounds. It is unadorned, without warmth, inhabited by metallic footsteps laden with echoes - if I weren't learning to read those short, vibrant flashes of affection in them, the loneliness would be overwhelming.
I try to fill my rooms with flowers, and to always leave the fireplace lit. In the midst of the dozens of blood vials that occupy the tables, the maps, and the thousands of notes on my health, these small manifestations of beauty make me feel… for brief moments… human.
Now that I have started eating again (little. The rations are still very scarce. But it didn't make sense to continue like this, Machina had already noticed it, and I was no longer able to support a Hunt), I was able to try something new. A silly thing. I had never thought about it before.
Research is always research. Well, I learned that I could suffer the intoxication given by alcohol.