Exile's Rose by Anonymous Horror 2014 Web Site

About the Story

Your friends and enemies may laugh to hear this, but you do endeavour, in fact, to stay out of trouble. After a fashion. You try to count your rostygold before you wager it, keep the Strangling Willow in the bottle while the game is ongoing, and always make sure there aren't any neddy men at the table. (Then you bilk them. Neddies aren't so bright.)

That is, you try to keep your pleasure at a maximum and your derring-do to a sensible minimum. You strive to ask a lady's name at the Ambassador's Ball before you start inadvertently gossipping about her to herself, to rub shoulders with the haute ton, to smile at coppers, to deny everything, and to always have an excuse, particularly for that thing with the Rubbery Man. You, in short, would never do anything stupid.

Well. All right. So you cocked up.

When you find yourself in exile yet again, you decide to pay a visit in the Tomb-Colonies to an old-- friend: the infamous Once-Dashing Smuggler. Just for old times' sake. But things are amiss from the moment you arrive, and as you delve further into his strange life and your own memories, you realize there's far more at stake than a rendezvous with an ex-lover.

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