Leaving St. Gustav’s, Corvus makes his way following Brother Fabitor’s directions to the Monastery of Redemption located in the Guildman’s District. The imp can see the southern wall of the city as he makes his way down Lost Lady Street. Looking at the slip of paper with the address, Corvus finds himself in front of a simple townhouse. Entering the building, he finds it to be decorated very spartanly with soft candlelight being the primary light source. As he enters he can detect the smell of lavender and other types of incense burning in small braziers.
A young man with a shaved head and dressed in the simple robes of a monk comes down a short hallway and meets Corvus at the door, “May I be of assistance, stranger?” he says in a pleasant voice with a smile on his face.
Corvus stands silent for a moment and detects good and magic on the monk (because they are innate abilities, there are no verbal, semantic or material components) Corvus’ innate abilities confirm this is a place of good and he does detect an aura of magic about the place but not on the monk in front of him.
Feeling as if everything appears to be kosher Corvus drops his cloak and says, “I’ve been told that you have the ability to… moderate … evil. I’ve run into a problem with my companions and have come seeking information.”
As he removes his robe and inquires about information the monk is momentarily taken aback but then composes himself and says, “Ah, I see. Perhaps it would be best for you to speak with Mistress Mooncircle. She is more…adept at these sorts of conversations than I. Please, take a seat and I shall return momentarily with the Mistress.”
With a small bow, the acolyte excuses himself and heads back down the hallway. The sound of a large door can be heard opening and then closing. After a few moments, the monk returns trailing a striking-looking female human dressed similarly to the acolyte. Her brown hair is pulled back into a tight bun atop her head and her green eyes are sharp and intelligent.
The woman looks Corvus up and down and then finally says, “I am Yuethi Mooncircle and I am told that you are inquiring about information. What is it you would like to know?”
The imp replies, “Good evening Mistress Mooncircle. I am Corvus. I have been told by Brother Fabitor of St.Gustav’s that you have the ability to… redeem? …evil? While I find this difficult to understand, I am open to the idea. How do you do it?”
The woman looks at Corvus and waves a hand, uttering an incantation which Corvus does not need to detect to know is magical in nature. " Yes, our brotherhood redeems those from the path of darkness. We use a combination of magical spells, elixirs and music to re-align one’s aura to a more…harmonious one. We have assisted others of your kind and have been quite successful. I am curious though. Usually, those of your kind do not seek out such a place as this. Why are you really here?"
“I am old Mistress Mooncircle. I find myself at a disadvantage and in a weakened state. I do not know why I am here, but I am beginning to see some things in this world that are of an evil that disturb even me. Perhaps my masters are best served if I align myself with the powers of good. Either way, I require protection. I have alienated some of my comrades and this is unacceptable at this point. It’s my understanding that some of those you have changed have become citizens. Citizenship would be an asset. Yes, my reasons for seeking you out are selfish. I am evil after all. Part of me does not believe that you can change the true nature of evil, so the attempt will cost me nothing. This is as honest as I can be. I will submit willingly, and fully intend to revert later. If you truly can change my nature then it will not be a problem. Have I answered your question Mistress?”
The woman raises an eyebrow at Corvus’ candour but says nothing for a moment. “Very well, if you are ready to begin you first step begins now.”
She motions to the acolyte who brings in an earthen mug with steam rising from it. The acolyte brings the tray close to Corvus and offers the drink to him.
“Your first step towards redemption, Corvus, is to drink that elixir. It will begin the sleep that will cleanse you of your evil nature. You will awaken in several days with some vague memories of a bad dream but will find your attitudes towards the world changed. This will be a permanent change unless further altered by other magic. You will have no desire to return to your old ways and will become a person of good intent. If you are sure this is the step you wish to take, drink all the liquid in the mug please.”
“We shall see Mistress, we shall see ,” Corvus says as he drinks.
At first nothing seems to happen but then the imp is aware of a warming sensation within him. It is a strange sensation as he has never felt the effects of any sort of alcohol or poison in his system before this. However, he is aware of a magical aura spreading throughout his system and the glow of good around the acolyte and the Mistress begins to fade as does Corvus’ consciousness. The moment before he passes out he notices that both the acolyte and the mistress both smiling warmly at him…..
…..Corvus’ eyes open and he is lying on a simple cot. The sound of a wagon can be heard on the street outside as can children playing tag in the alleyways. He turns over and can see out into a hallway and hears the sounds of footsteps. Soon enough the familiar face of the acolyte who created him at the door is standing there. He smiles warmly as he offers Corvus another drink of what smells like coffee.
“Good morning, Master Corvus, your transformation is complete. Are you feeling well enough to return to the outside world?”
A quick examination of his body reveals no markings or other indications that anything has been done to him. In fact, other than slightly tired from a poor night’s sleep (strange, he feels the need to sleep for the first time he can ever remember) he feels fine. Gone are the thoughts and stresses of the conflicts within his group of friends. He can see now why they would be so upset. Despite his intentions, Corvus had gone too far. He could see that clearly now. He felt a need to make amends with his group and to embrace the new life he had been given. After all, this city was governed by wise individuals who only wished to maintain order. Belonging to his group could help do that. Maintaining the law should be his new focus.