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Memoirs 116 - Aftermath tea party

Scarlett sat in the Withersworth’s parlor room, sipping out of a cup of tea that had been provided for her. Leon sat beside her, and opposite them were Lady and Lord Withersworth. The older couple was observing them with some interest.

“...

Memoirs 115 - Strange encounters

After dealing with Abelard and his dolls in the conservatory, Scarlett and the others soon located the room that held the boss loot. It was a storage room of sorts, housing trunks and shelves that held different magical tools and equipment on them...

Memoirs 114 - Friction

Scarlett downed her last mana potion and let the empty flask fall to the floor.

[Mana: 1668/4698]

That was all she had left to work with.

She looked across the room to where the ghost of Abelard ...

Memoirs 113 - A conservatory melee

Along with the others, Scarlett made her way through the hidden paths of Abelard’s Doll mansion that had connected to the secret laboratory. They’d climbed dark stone stairways, squeezed past tight passageways running behind the mansion walls,...

Memoirs 112 - Hidden laboratory? Check

“Is everyone ready?” Scarlett asked, her gaze moving over the others beside her, stopping on Allyssa. The girl blinked, looking up from the book she had been reading, her eyes then darting between Scarlett and the entrance that had opened up i...

Notice - Incorrectly shown price for some

Quick notice to inform that there appears to be a bug on my patreon membership page when logged in that makes it so the incorrect price can be shown on the expert tier.  The examples that have been brought to me have noted that the Expert-tie...

Memoirs 111 - Disbelief in the study

Scarlett and the others stood before an old wooden door. It was located at the end of a narrow stairway hidden away in the mansion’s central wing. In the game, the natural way of progressing to the next section of this dungeon was through the ma...

Memoirs 110 - Confounding discrepancies

“Well done, both of you,” Scarlett told Fynn and Shin after what remained of their target scattered away with one last blast of her pyrokinesis. She walked up to the center of the spacious chamber they were in, kneeling down to pick up a rusty...

Memoirs 109 - The chains that bind

A wide bedchamber opened up before Allyssa. Paintings, mirrors, and other decorations hung off the walls, and near the center was an ornate bed with a marble dressing table next to it and a chest placed at its foot. There were no windows, yet an i...

Memoirs 108 - Hallway crawling

Leon walked down a dimly lit hallway, with Allyssa and Rosa following close behind. Keeping a close watch on their surroundings, he eyed the different corridors and doors leading deeper into the mansion that they passed by. Occasionally, he glance...

Memoirs 107 - A dance at the mansion

Leon found himself in what looked to be a large ballroom, with old yet burnished decorations running along the walls and silver chandeliers dangling from the ceiling. Chairs and long tables lined the edges of the room with an old piano in the corn...

Memoirs 106 - That which lies buried

Leon glanced at Scarlett’s back as she and her retainers walked down the cold stone hallways of the Withersworth mansion’s underground cellars. The woman walked forward as if the master of this place, despite its real master being right beside...

Memoirs 105 - Noble negotiations

Scarlett and the others were still waiting in the drawing room when the butler returned, stopping by the room’s entrance.

“Baroness Hartford,” he said in a mild tone. “Milord still finds himself preoccupied with the duties of his off...

Memors 104 - Provoking accommodations

The city of Autumnwell was situated at the end of one of the distributaries that fed into the main body of the Three Streams River, northwest of Elystead and east of Windgrove. The settlement was nestled in a natural canyon, surrounded on both sid...

Memoirs 103 - Joyride

A long silence reigned over the carriage cabin as the vehicle set off from the mansion, venturing out into the wide and mostly open spaces of Freybrook’s northern district. Scarlett’s gaze was focused on the small forests that separated many o...

Memoirs 102 - Dealing with a knight

Scarlett moved through the mansion’s hallways in the direction of the guest parlor.

Of all people, she hadn’t been expecting Leon to suddenly show up like this. It’d been almost two months since they last met, so she thought he wouldn�...

Memoirs 101 - Morning afters

[Quest completed: Conclude negotiations with the Hallowed Cabal]
{Skill points awarded: 5}

[Quest completed: Broker a truce with the Hallowed Cabal]
{Skill points awarded: 8}

Scarlett eyed the qu...

Memoirs 100 - Old grudges

Scarlett walked through the dark forests outside Freybrook, along with Fynn. The moon lent little light that penetrated through the dense canopy above, but with her enchanted glasses on, she could see the opening among the trees ahead of them clea...

Fanart of Scarlett Hartford - By Eiznel

Here's a really cool piece of concept art drawn by one of you patreons — Eiznel. Huge shoutout to them, both for flattering me with some art, but also for very accurately catching the likeness of Scarlett that I myself have imag...

Memoirs 99 - Hospitality and scheming go hand in hand

Scarlett idly took in some of the wall decorations—paintings of landscapes, people, buildings—as she climbed the stairs to the top floor of the mansion’s east wing. This floor felt more like an attic than the rest did, with no windows and a ...

Memoirs 98 - Sisterly talk

Later, after Gaven and the Countess’ visit, Scarlett was waiting in front of her desk in the office. A knock came from the door and Molly entered the room, performing a low curtsy.

“My Lady called?”

“Yes.” Scarlett put aside ...

Memoirs 97 - Noble visits

Scarlett spent two more days in Freymeadow being instructed by Arlene about the difference between normal pyrokinesis and true pyrokinesis. Those days had been used refining what the woman had told her, trying to gauge the difference between the t...

Memoirs 96 - Teachings

When Scarlett and Rosa returned to Freymeadow the next day, they were surprised to see Arlene standing from her chair and stepping down from the porch as they neared.

“Follow me,” the woman told Scarlett before turning around and walking...

Notice

Short notice that there won't be a chapter this sunday. Will be gone for a few days, so next chapter is on thursday next week.

Memoirs 95 - Back to the grind

“Were you hiding your abilities yesterday?” Arlene’s voice sounded out from the side.

Scarlett smothered the two large spheres of fire she’d been focusing on, turning to look at the nearby porch. The woman was eyeing her closely.

Memoirs 94 - Loot and chill

[Quest completed: Cleared The Decayed Catacombs]
{Skill points awarded: 3}

“Well done, everyone,” Scarlett said as they climbed up a set of mossy stone stairs, exiting into a dilapidated, ruined temple. What had once ...

Memoirs 93 - Cryptic crypts

“That’s one large statue~” Rosa sang as their group crested the last ridge, treading along the craggy path that trailed the hillside.

Before them stood a tall rock statue of some kind of knight—at least thirty meters in height—that...

Memoirs 92 - Dark new shores

Scarlett watched the passing houses in silence as their carriage moved through the cobbled streets of central Freybrook. She wasn’t paying much attention to the buildings themselves—she’d long since started growing used to the novelty of thi...

Chapter 91 - A grisly meadow

Rosa stared up at the reddened sky. “A nightmare…?”

“Remaining here is still an option,” Scarlett said.

The woman turned to her. She shook her head. “No. I’m coming with.”

“…Very well.”

They walked for...

Memoirs 90 - Bottlenecks

“Would you stop treating it like a bundle of yarn made of glass?” the voice complained from the side.

Scarlett flinched. The tiny clump of fire magic she’d spent the last ten minutes trying to carefully untangle bundled up again. All t...