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.

"What are you working on, Bianca?"
Guido's voice made its way through the crowded thoughts of the landlady, making her collect.
"Nothing," she replied automatically. "I mean, no, sorry ... Annotations. About them, you know ... The Forgiati ".
Guido approached the desk, leaning over his shoulder to read a few words. "Are you satisfied with what you've discovered to date?"
"Never enough," she sighed. “I knew that hard times like these would come, but for now I was hoping to have more ... More ... overwhelming results. And instead I have nothing in hand. "
The pen slipped from her fingers as she leaned against the back of the chair, knocking her head back.
Guido continued reading. “You just need more time. We will find all the answers ... and in this regard, have you thought about sharing these notes with someone? " concluded by reading the last page.
"No," she murmured tiredly. "No, I can not. It is too dangerous. With Giovanna in her new clothes, words like these can condemn us all immediately. I have to trust in the minds of other Hunters, elsewhere on the peninsula. "
Guido became thoughtful for a few moments as he reflected on Bianca's words. "What if there is a way to get your research out of Milan?" He asked suddenly.
"Do you have something in mind, Messer Trivulzio?" he smiled, with little conviction.
"Not something ... someone. There is a Magister from the Ordo Fabularis who owes me a favor. He has good contacts in the peninsula and a great desire to share knowledge ".
Bianca looked at him for a moment, without saying anything, but finally shook her head. "Thanks, Guido ... But I can't risk it now."
A new sigh rang out in the room, then silence.
"Let's make a deal, though," added the Slayer, suddenly. “If anything irreparable ever happens to the Armistice family, something so serious as to make the rest lose importance, come back here. Erase overly compromising sentences and submit these pages. " He looked at him intently. "Would you do it for me?"
Guido reached Bianca's hand with his even before the noblewoman finished speaking. "Don't worry, nothing will happen to you," he murmured sweetly.
He fell silent for a few moments, then continued. "But if it doesn't, I will make sure your searches get in the right hands."
Bianca nodded, and in turn squeezed Guido's ruined hand. "If something happens to me and this house, it will be a good thing that these pages are out of Milan."
"I promise you," the Hunter agreed, shaking Bianca's hand one last time.
He then reached his helmet, too many in those rooms, and put it on his head again.

Watching his back take the exit, Bianca felt a tremor in the hand he had clasped, like an instinct to lift it to bring him back. She stopped, but the shadow that oppressed her heart grew heavier. He looked at the pages laid out to dry, and suddenly he knew with certainty that they would soon leave Villa Armistice.