[ Settling in for a story, Aether leans his fluffy head back against Wriothesley's broad chest, and begins: ]
I pieced this together from some ancient journals I found on the mountain, so if you're interested in reading the original documents, I'd be more than happy to share them. But here's the chronological series of events:
On this mountain, during Mondstadt's aristocratic age about a thousand or so years ago, a small group of young men arrived on this mountain as an expedition team. Two of them, Eberhart and Ingbert, are noblemen — both sons of one Master Landrich, who isn't present during the expedition. Nick and Luther are their servants, and also most likely slaves, because Luther mentions that if the expedition fails, he'll be made to serve as a gladiator for the amusement of the noblemen, and that he'll probably die if he has to do that. Eberhart is an illegitimate son, by the way, but he still seems to have had the privileges of a nobleman — there's some talk of a favorite slave of his who died serving him in the ring.
[ He pauses briefly, mostly because he's sure that this setting might bring up some unfortunate parallels with Fontaine's current political situation, and he wants to make sure that Wriothesley is comfortable with all of this. The Pankration Ring is a far cry from literal bloodsands in a gladiator's colosseum, but still... ]
They're supposed to be making archaeological discoveries. They're young men trying to make a name for themselves, and also most likely trying to impress their father. But then, of course... people start dying. They trip traps... they get snowed in... soon, it's only the four of them: Nick, Luther, Ingbert, and Eberhart.
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I pieced this together from some ancient journals I found on the mountain, so if you're interested in reading the original documents, I'd be more than happy to share them. But here's the chronological series of events:
On this mountain, during Mondstadt's aristocratic age about a thousand or so years ago, a small group of young men arrived on this mountain as an expedition team. Two of them, Eberhart and Ingbert, are noblemen — both sons of one Master Landrich, who isn't present during the expedition. Nick and Luther are their servants, and also most likely slaves, because Luther mentions that if the expedition fails, he'll be made to serve as a gladiator for the amusement of the noblemen, and that he'll probably die if he has to do that. Eberhart is an illegitimate son, by the way, but he still seems to have had the privileges of a nobleman — there's some talk of a favorite slave of his who died serving him in the ring.
[ He pauses briefly, mostly because he's sure that this setting might bring up some unfortunate parallels with Fontaine's current political situation, and he wants to make sure that Wriothesley is comfortable with all of this. The Pankration Ring is a far cry from literal bloodsands in a gladiator's colosseum, but still... ]
They're supposed to be making archaeological discoveries. They're young men trying to make a name for themselves, and also most likely trying to impress their father. But then, of course... people start dying. They trip traps... they get snowed in... soon, it's only the four of them: Nick, Luther, Ingbert, and Eberhart.