Veil of Fog Act One, Scene Eight Thumbnail by @-TheFlyingMicrowave- Click / space to go to the next page. Next: N/A Previous: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1052550551/ First: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1052232527/ A Quama is an evolved species of cat. Most have elemental powers. Characters in this scene: Enya - She/Her - Fem - Straight - Fire Quama Apollo - He/Him - Masc - Bi - Fog Quama Zenon - He/Him - Masc - Straight - Half Forest Quama, Half Metal Quama Aelius - He/Him - Masc - AroAce - Forest Quama Apollo Ref: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1050270243/ Zenon Ref: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1052377326/ Enya Ref: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1052230090/ Aelius Ref: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1052546212/ All of the text is also included below for convenience, or for those who would rather read it in that style. _________________________________ Act One, Scene Eight — Fog Castle Dungeon APOLLO has teleported himself, ZENON, and ENYA to the dungeon chambers of the Fog Castle, a gloomy room that is hardly lit. ENYA is inside one of the cells, while the others are just outside. ENYA looks around. ENYA: Where am I? Where have you taken me? APOLLO: The dungeons. You have become a prisoner of Fog, Enya. ENYA’s makes her ring glow, but nothing happens. APOLLO: There’s a magic blocker over these cells. ENYA: Why have you imprisoned me? What have I done to the Fog? APOLLO: As long as you roam free, my sister is not safe. Remember the Isbert family? ENYA gulps. ZENON: Apollo, we should get going now. Cypress asked us to report back. ENYA: Oh, so you work for Cypress? Have you struck a deal with him? APOLLO: Why do you ask? ENYA: I know Cypress. His deals are twisted and he hides his true motives well. APOLLO: Why should I trust you? ENYA: Because he’s a descendent of Aeilus, the most untrustworthy, backstabbing Quama to walk this planet. ZENON: How dare you! Aelius was a noble and true leader! He created the Scroll of Sun! ENYA: An object he used to force his way into leadership. Without the scroll, the Forest Quama would have never let him lead. ZENON: You don’t know that! ENYA: I won’t push my point. It isn’t your place you judge me, it’s his. ENYA points to APOLLO. APOLLO: Zenon, I believe you. ENYA scowls. ZENON: Thanks, Apollo. Should we go now? APOLLO: Yes. APOLLO snaps his claws again, and he and ZENON are gone.
