As the train came to a stop, the only two passengers stood up and exited. Vera and Corvo stepped of the train platform and onto the sickening streets of Dunwall.
"There, Corvo! There is the house for the party." Vera pointed towards a brightly lit mansion to the west. The elegance and beauty of the ongoing ball contradicted the lonely dark streets from beyond its gates. Corvo led Vera down the streets and alleyways until they were directly in front of the walkway to the mansion guard. Vera stepped in front of Corvo and hugged him tightly, only to whisper a plan.
"Listen, you should really take off that mask. This is the High Overseer we are talking about. They wouldn't take kindly to any of our…..abilities. So we have to do these things the normal way before we were blessed. Here is your invitation."
Corvo took the forged party invitation and removed his mask. With no place to store it, he hastily stuffed it into a bush nearby, as he could easily get it later once the party was over. Besides, guards never leave their posts unless disturbed. Vera took him by the arm and led him to the giant mansion doors. The guards examined the invitations and led them into the ball, nearly being hypnotized by Vera's fake young beauty.
When the doors opened, it reminded Corvo of the last ball he crashed. A long table of drinks and whale meat was placed in the center. Servants with sample platters occasionally walked by as the wealthy aristocrats still stuck in their groups, rambling on about how much their families have done for Dunwall over generations. Vera turned to Corvo again, her blue eyes nearly pierced through his own.
"I'm so glad you used that bone charm, reverting back to your younger self is wonderful, isn't it? Well Theodore Campbell is over there, and I will attempt to seduce him. Sorry Corvo, but right now you have to be the….'cuckold'. Just mingle with the guests and I will subtly end the reign of Mr. Campbell. I will come back when it is done."
Corvo nodded and they parted ways. With Corvo's infamous records, there would be no way he could share words with the people who remember his legacy. Even so, it would be hard for him to make up stories. Instead, he headed for the dinner table in the center of the room to slowly drink and collect his thoughts as the seduction went on.
From where Corvo was standing, he could tell Vera was doing the job. They shared laughs and drinks for a good twenty minutes before Campbell took her hand.
Wow, she must really be something. Corvo thought, He isn't even taking her somewhere discreet. They're going right up the main staircase.
About an hour later, Corvo began to wonder about Vera. Surely she would have silently killed Campbell during this long hour of pleasure. All of the sudden, Campbell stepped down the staircase, followed by many music box wielding overseers.
"I knew I would find witchcraft! Search the area of more abominations! Agh…that whore cut me" Campbell announced, holding his chest.
The magic frequencies were too much for Corvo, he felt his energy draining as more guards came to lock the doors. Eventually, he fainted, crashing down face first onto the marble floor. As his eyes closed, the last thing he saw was a lifeless female body being carried by a large guard. Blood dripped down the body as the guard walked along.
