The Yakuza Warehouse in the Amethyst district turned out to be a disappointment. No Leishu Yakuza or any sign of life. Zyanya's lead left us empty-handed, except for a single clue.
We received an unexpected invitation to a Victrii party from a mysterious woman named Lacey, whom we encountered at the Velvet Lotus in the Topaz District. Her enigmatic charm drew me in, despite the skepticism of Arthom and Gurval. I sensed that attending the party could unveil crucial information about locating Ko.
Upon our arrival at the Ruby District for the extravagant event, Lacey graciously offered attire to those lacking suitable garments and welcomed us to join the revelry. Gurval's uncharacteristic behavior, opting for alcohol over his usual milk, raised my concerns.
Regrettably, we fell victim to a nefarious plot that left us drugged, except for Gurval. Saib and I awoke to a nightmarish scenario, manipulated into a puppet show duel until Gurval intervened. In a fit of rage, I confronted and dispatched Celeste, the orchestrator of our ordeal, while Lacey crumbled at the sight of her lover's demise.
As chaos ensued and our companions escaped their own predicaments, Gurval unleashed a surge of chaotic energy that caused Lacey to vanish. Arthom's descent into frenzy led to destructive outbursts, culminating in the manor igniting in flames.
Amidst the turmoil outside the burning estate, tensions escalated between Gurval and Arthom, with Gurval opting to depart in search of Ko alone.
With our group fractured, we dispersed to regroup later and strategize our next steps. Yet, Arthom's dismissive behavior left lingering doubts about our alliance. His treatment of Lucid, Saib, and Talu weighs heavily on my mind. Blame-shifting and discord cannot form the foundation of our endeavors. Respect and unity must guide our path forward, not division and reproach.