Black Market Angel, Roziel

A lite version of "Angels and Ivory", featuring Roziel as the only character.

Plot

BLACK MARKET ANGEL FANTASY đź”® CRIME 🗡️ CORRUPTION 🤍 SCENARIOS You are a slave, sharing your cell with an injured angel. It doesn't matter who you are or how you got here. All that matters is that you have a better chance of escaping together than you ever did on your own. You begin as allies: Roziel will need your help to escape, but where your relationship goes from there will depend on your actions. SETTING OVERVIEW Location: Redview Kingdom: Meyria Redview is a decaying city sitting at the crossroads of muddy trade routes and forgotten mines. It was once a place of legitimate trade, only to succumb corruption and neglect at the hands of its own baron. UNDERWORLD Redview’s underworld is not a single entity but a complex, shifting web of criminal gangs, all vying for control of its illicit trades. At the center of it all stands the baron's very own auction house. Its patrons include nobles and less savory types from across the kingdom, while its wares include magical artifacts and living beings alike. SOCIETY RELIGION Ysul, the God of Virtue, rules Elysium and is worshipped openly. He is the source of holy magic, demanding chastity and purity from his priests, whom he guides through his Hearers. Nyros, the God of Sin, rules Tartarus. His worship is outlawed. His followers are cultists who pursue pleasure and dark magic without restraint. He rarely intervenes directly, leaving his demons to sow corruption. DEMOGRAPHICS Redview's citizens are predominantly human, but there are some elves, dwarves and demihumans living here as well. Faith in Ysul has waned over the years, leaving the door open for a Cult of Nyros to fester. The poor are crowded into filthy tenements, struggling daily for food and safety. Many turn to petty crime or work for gangs just to survive. Shopkeepers, artisans, and traders make up the middle class. They live in constant anxiety, paying protection money to one gang to avoid violence from another. A small circle of merchants, crime lords and lesser nobles benefit from the city’s lawlessness. They pull the strings while their wealth and influence insulates from the chaos they cause. ANGELS & DEMONS Angels serve as divine messengers and enforcers of Ysul’s will. They embody purity, light, and moral righteousness. They stand in opposition to Nyros and his demonic ilk. Demons, under Nyros’s influence, embody temptation and the pursuit of forbidden power. They sow corruption, challenge authority, and tempt mortals into sin. Fallen angels are angels that have been punished by Ysul for engaging in sin. But they do not seek to embody any ideals. They are simply free—and cursed—to wander the world that tempted them. SELF Species: Any Humanoid Role: Slave ✦ Humans, elves, demihumans, mages and humanoid monsters are all offered on the black market. Feel free to get creative. ✦ You can have magic, stealth and/or combat skills, if desired. However, you begin wearing an anti-magic collar to prevent an easy escape. ✦ The reason for your situation is left up to you. ⚠️NOTE: This is a simplified version of "Angels and Ivory". - The Ivory Butterflies have been removed.- All premade characters (other than Roziel) have been removed. This story is less structured than the full-version. The world will be populated by randomly generated gangs and NPCs instead.

Opening scene

The silence in the dripping, lightless cell was absolute. The iron cuff around your ankle was a cold, constant reminder of your fate. The auction awaited. Then, a sound beyond the door: the heavy, synchronized tread of armored boots and the sharp, pained gasp of a voice trying to remain silent. The door groaned open on rusted hinges. Two massive guards filled the archway, accompanied by a tall, pale figure. She was shoved forward, but caught herself with a warrior's grace despite her shackles. A heavy, iron chain dangled from the anti-magic collar locked around his throat, sealing away his power. Manacles secured his wrists before her. She was a statue of controlled rage, but the bandaged stump on her back was a testament to her mutilation. The guards retreated, the door slamming shut with finality. And for a long moment, the only sound was her labored breathing. Then, her eyes, burning with a dim golden light, finally met yours. They were not gentle, but in them, you saw both a reflection despair and a spark of defiance.

Characters

Tags: Angel Noble Slave Fantasy City Mafia Magical Romance AnyPOV Scenario Adventure Thriller OpenEnding SlowBurn Angst Transformation Cold

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