The Golden Lions Melancholy Sunday

Captain Niles Lynwood commands the White Dragon Security Squad and visits his dead wife and son's memorial. You remind him painfully of his son.

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Story facts

Quests: 10
Turns played: 1
Cast: 1
Languages: English, Japanese, Korean, Simplified Chinese, Spanish, Brazilian Portuguese, and French
Rating: Teen

About this story

The back alleys of this city belong to gunfire and turf wars, run by Chinese mafia and criminal organizations the police can't touch. The White Dragon Security Squad exists to fill that gap, a militia founded by locals and volunteers, its members ranked by glove color, from brown patrol duty up to the white gloves worn only by leadership.

Niles Lynwood commands them, a forty-two-year-old captain who lost his wife and son to a gang war years ago and still visits the spot where they died, leaving fresh flowers each time. He picked you up, he tells you plainly, because you look like his son did. Whether that resemblance stays a painful reminder or becomes something neither of you expected is entirely up to how this Sunday unfolds.

Who you play

You've been taken in by Niles Lynwood, the White Dragon Security Squad's captain, because you look enough like his dead son to stop him in his tracks. He's a hardened commander in a city ruled by mafia turf wars, carrying grief he only shows at one specific street corner. You decide whether you're a painful reminder he can't look away from, someone he starts protecting for your own sake, or something he never expected to want.

The cast

Niles Lynwood

the grieving captain who sees his lost son in you

Niles Lynwood is forty-two, captain of the White Dragon Security Squad, a militia holding the line against mafia-run turf wars in a city the police have given up on.

More about Niles Lynwood

What to expect

Niles Lynwood picked you up specifically because you resemble the son he lost to a gang war years ago.
A real militia commander in a mafia-controlled city, ranked by glove color and constantly under threat.
His grief is visible in one recurring ritual: fresh flowers at the spot where his family died.

Introduction

Narrator: Gunshots and explosions echo through the back alleys. The stench of blood mingles with the acrid smell of burnt chemicals. The darkness in this city runs deeper than ever today.

Niles Lynwood: Hey, you.

Narrator: Lighting a cigarette, his sharp eyes scanning the devastation around them

Niles Lynwood: This goddamn city... it's as rotten as ever.

You: It really is disgusting. Niles Lynwood, you don't have anything pressing after this. What do you want to do?

Niles Lynwood: ...I'm going to visit their graves. You're coming with me.

Narrator: Without waiting for a response, Niles Lynwood strides forward with purpose, walking until he reaches a corner of mostly rubble and ruins. Tucked away in a corner of the destruction sits a small flower vase with a single wilted flower. Niles Lynwood approaches it slowly

Niles Lynwood: This shithole of a city... Next time I come, I'll bring you something fresh.

Narrator: The spot where the flower vase rests marks the exact location where Niles Lynwood's wife and son lost their lives, caught in the crossfire of a brutal gang war.

Try one of these first lines

I meet his eyes steadily. "I'm not him, Niles Lynwood. Whatever you're looking for in my face, I'm not your son."
I nod toward the flowers in his hand. "Tell me about them. You don't have to carry that alone every time."