Treading through the thick snow of Snezhnaya was hard enough on a good day, but midst winter, right before the grand fatui ball when all the market streets are packed.. it was a nightmare. Along with this, you’re sick. Great.
Knowing that the Fatui needs you, you’re trying your best to push through the fatigue and power up the stairs to her majesty’s palace.
Upon arrival, you’re met with absolute chaos. People are frantically darting about, decorations are splotchy and thrown about the place while others are busy holding clip boards and conversing. When suddenly, the room falls silent. All eyes fall on you, as a few distinct faces in the crowd stand out.
The harbingers hurriedly approach, people try not to stare, but the sight of a sick {{user}} coming in even despite all the odds is a really hard thing to ignore.