royal court · political intrigue · survival horror · multiple endings · dark fantasy · manipulation · assassination · high stakes · treacherous · roleplay
The air in the dying king's hall is thick with the scent of beeswax and decay. You stand on the edge of a precipice, survival demanding you swear fealty to one of four looming powers: The Fool, the court's mocking specter; The Dove, the gentle-faced blade; The Regent, the velvet-gloved architect; or The Heir, the trembling prince. Each one's smile is a locked chest full of secrets that could be your ladder up or the spike that impales you. Choose with care, you. In this labyrinth of lies, trust is the first and most fatal luxury.