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ethergar
Aug 06, 2007, 04:17 AM
Intro and rules here. (http://forums.civfanatics.com/showthread.php?t=232009)

This is THREAD TWO.

This game is finished. Story is found below, my notes on the game can be downloaded (for now) at this site. (http://www.mediafire.com/?dz19syt4bgm)

All players may read either thread. I hope you had a great game!

ethergar
Aug 06, 2007, 04:17 AM
It was never truly dark in the village. A shadowy form of night-time certainly came, like the Kradh-Ke-zunian clockworks of old, it was perfectly regular. But never was it purely dark. Instead, the village sat in a kind of half-twilight, made ever more disturbing by the persistent glow of the Looking Glass. This night began like all others, a dull pink hue filled the insides of the scattered huts, and the tired, oh so tired, few settled into another restless night. But while the beginning was identical to so many centuries, this night would conclude with a scream that could wake the dead.

It's Sunrise
Day One of the Crisis

The dead, incidentally, also seem to be spry in the wee mornings hours, as the first of the villagers to arrive at the source of the unholy wail was a reanimated skeleton. Both magi and mundane quickly followed though, and soon the entire village stood before the hut of Trammin Kroth. Kroth, a powerful wizard, had led the group since the early days. Little involved in the experiment, he handled more administrative duties. Ensuring there was food on plates, that no one was left behind in the days of the treks across ice flows, teaching the stories of old to the younger magi -- although, now-a-days everyone knows all the stories.

As the villagers crammed into the tight hut, they were greeted with a ghastly sight: a mangled body coated in his own blood. The village healer -- or who was once the villager healer -- pushed through the small crowd to examine the body. After a few moments he called out, “He’s not dead!” By all rights, he should have been, certainly, his neck was torn open, and poor Kroth had bled so much the flow has slowed to barely a trickle, but still, he remained alive. It was the Looking Glass, certainly, that was sustaining him.

But the magic of the Looking Glass had never operated thus before. Villagers had, in the past, been prone to attempting to take their own lives. Even a few times a squabble had resulted in one killing the other, or so it would have happened that way anywhere else. But not here. It had always ended the same before: with a flash of red light the dead rose as if they had never fell. Not a scratch on them. What is different now?

It was the skeleton that found the first clue. Clenched in Kroth's fingers was a clump of hair, as if ripped from his attacker in the struggle, brief as though it may have been. The magi clamored around this evidence picking at it, and holding it up to the dim light. Several minutes later a conclusion was reached: this was the hair of a wolf!

Whispers of werewolves were already in the air as the investigation furthered. One found a set of wolf tracks behind the hut’s back wall. Another supposed the cuts on Kroth’s chest must have come from claws. And his throat, nearly ripped out completely, that could only have come from the jaws of a beast.

The villagers, for centuries immortals in a tight prison they themselves had constructed, found themselves facing a most serious mystery, and a heavy sense of fear, something else that was forgotten for so long and resurfacing. Werewolves were amongst them! But there were no new faces. No mysterious stranger had visited them infecting their own. Could these beasts have lived among them for so long? If so, why had they waited so long?

The answer must lie in the Looking Glass. Surely, if there were unnatural creatures here, they would be as trapped as the villagers. Forced into the immortal cell that softly, harshly, emitted its red glow. Something with their prison had changed. Something that allowed the beasts to strike. And even if in this place death was not allowed, not a single one would seek to turn out like poor Kroth, forced to hang onto existence, in a kind of half-life, comatose yet still feeling the icy pain of death hanging over him.

And, as dawn broke, the village was left to these dark thoughts. There was much to do. A dried sprig of wolfsbane -- what little good it had done -- was found in the corner of the Kroth’s hut. A discussion began that a new leader should be appointed to lead the village in the crisis. Others were attempting to lay claim to the wolfsbane, surely for their own protection. And the most dread task still lay in front of Amurite townsfolk: if they were to survive, they would need to ferret out the traitor in their midst, and execute him.

It's Sunset
Day One of the Crisis

While arguments had flowed from villager to villager through-out the day, who had been marked to face the wrath of the village was decided rather early. The center of the village was one that not all chose to tred, but it was the largest open space, and if a gruesome spectacle was to occur, there was not a better location. Still, many felt that the towering crystal giant was unnerving, as the eerie reflections one could see in the mirrored surface would often send a shiver down the back of the gazer: as if staring into the glassy panels meant facing a distorted picture of yourself: one that contained the worse about each countence.

A large arcane sign of death had been drawn before the glowing monolith, and as the vague sun-like disk began an envitable decent to return the village to the monotonous half-twilight of each night, the populous began to gather. Five magi were selected by chance, poorest chance, to man the sign of the dead; each would channel awful powers into the lay lines that had been carved into the grounds, and work to extinguish the very lifeforce of the target. This horrible fate was one that had not been done since the time of the ice, when one of the party of brave adventurers’ mind had snapped. The horrors he inflicted to his own body were second only to what he had done to the that poor girl -- what was her name? -- and finally the decision was reached his life must end. And it did end, end with the flesh searing from the inside, as the condemned man shrieked unholy howls that could not have been human.

The mood was understandably, then, wary. Many had put the awful exhibition out of their minds many, many, many years ago. Many did not wish to see it performed again. The ritual was complete in both its extinction of life, and the punishment of crime: for the victim was fed the dark energy circling the runes of death, filled with the emotions that is worse in humanity, until it is unbearable. Until they ignite inside. Burning, burning with hate, with pain, with fear, with darker thoughts that are best left to demons, the raw energy sears the face last, giving every onlooker a pristine look at the window that opens into horrors that should never be brought to the world.

“It is time.”

And so it was.

At the center of the perfectly drawn Sihl-Vilis-Arawn -- the Death’s Own Hand -- was brought the condemned. katika seemed resigned to her fate, and did not struggle against the bindings she had been secured with (though these are as much as for the safety of the crowd as the marked one. In the age of magic, this rite had been said to malfunction terribly when one had torn from the circle mid-incantation; while the damage already done was too far gone to be reversed, nor could the spell be resumed, and the poor man died over a period of a month and a half: in extreme agony the entire time. Horrific as it is, at least the death brought by a proper ritual was quick).

“Begin.”

The dark lines grew blacker, as is absorbing the light around them. Indeed, the ever constant of the village, the Looking Glass even seem subdued by the dark ritual. katika began to twitch, it was truly too late to turn back. The moment a physical reaction was seen, their insides were already molten by the hatred that seared their organs to a black goo. Flailing to the ground, the ritual reached its apex quickly, and suddenly. All was gone.

Just…

Gone.

This was not normal. The lines were gone, the light had returned to normal, no brighter than normal. All turn their eyes to the Looking Glass as it flared a brillant crimson red. When the flash of immense light was gone, the condemned, the markings, even the lashings were no where to be found.

katika is GONE! Werewolf or not, she has completely vanished!

Scratching their heads, there is nothing more to do. The assembled disperse, there will be time to discuss these cryptic events in the morning, for now, each return to their abode, to barricade best they can, and ponder what mystery has just occurred in solitude. And hope. Hope that they are not the next target…

Votes as of the end of Day 1:The Magi:
1 Allysian_Fields SepukuNiklas
Bullshido katikaNiklas
Chandrasekhar kakikaThe13thRonin
1 dcbandicoot The13thRoninIzipo
Grillick TolisThe13thRonin
2 Izipo katikaIzipo
Jono The13thRoninkatika
LightFang katikaThe13thRonin
Nahkarma dcbandicootTolis
4 Niklas The13thRoninNiklas
2 2 Tolis katikaThe13thRonin

The Mundane:
5.5 1 katika TolisTolis
Rheinmetall
1 Sepuku katikaThe13thRonin
1 6.5 The13thRonin katikaThe13thRonin

The Skeleton:
Xerxes Allysian_FieldsNiklas

The denizens of this small village were not ones who were known for sleeping well. The already half-twilight night caused more than one to have trouble sleeping. The persistent, dull red glow across the walls doubled the trouble. The fact that many were more than a touch mad after all these years of monotony just seeped more difficulty into the heads of those trying to rest. And on top of all these, each villager was deathly afraid. Kroth was a mangled wreck. The hope of flushing out the threat ended in only more questions, and a worry that the beast assaulting the town would pick them next… well… it’s really no surprise that not a single soul got a lick of sleep.

All eyes were glued to their doorways. For some, that consisted of just a fur draped over the portal, and with each artificial summer breeze that wafted past, the animal hide moved, as if to lift up and attack. This only further ruled out the possibility of sleep. All ears strained to hear the ominous thump as a supernaturally large foot crushed the soil under its weight, leaving only a print that others would examine the next day and consult over, but it did not come. Nor was there the scream of last night.

It was just dead silent. An ominous metaphor that many tried to put out of their minds, but still it lingered. The fear, the wondering.

And yet, nothing happened. Or, almost nothing.

Just before dawn, a flash of red light came, a brilliant crimson blast like the one of the previous night. Any who had managed to doze off were certainly awakened. One by one, the village crept out, cautiously to investigate. None wished to be the first to arrive, and find themselves face to face with the cause of that flash.

It's Sunrise
Day Two of the Crisis

What was found was more than a little surprising:
Xerxes was found to be the first anomaly. Merely a collapsed pile of bones, there was no sign of struggle in the small lean-to that the skeleton had taken to “sleeping” under. The villagers found a half drawn vote, presumably for this upcoming morning. The note was incomplete, and just a jumble of poorly scribed lines: much like the condition of Xerxes’ itself, collapsed in a random matter across the ground. By this time, all the village had gathered, and realized that Bullshido was no where to be found. Just as katika before him, it was as if he had completely vaporized. But the questions did not end there. Indeed, they only grew. At the edge of the village, just before the tree line that no man may cross, a most peculiar sight awaited the people. Standing dazed, and looking very confused were two newcomers. Or oldcomers, rather, for these were not new faces. Both were easily recognizable: an exact duplicate of Grillick and Jono. The villagers lined the two pairs next to each other, trying to understand what had occurred. But no explanation could be reached. They appeared exact copies in every way.

Finally after much murmuring, an important realization was brought up, “I, I can’t for the life of me figure out to keep those two straight, or those two either!” And indeed, there was not a single physical indication the villagers could see that these new-oldcomers were not one and the same, except, of course, that there were two of each.

It wasn’t until he spoke that a solution was found. The duplicate Grillick opened his mouth and in a rich voice exclaimed, “I’m so confused!” The difference was settled in that moment. Not only did the strange man they had lived with all their long, long lives speak in a complete different octave, he also had a heavy foreign accent. As long they could speak, there wouldn’t be a soul alive who could mistake the two. The experiment was quickly repeated with Jono’s match, and the same difference was heard clear as day.

As the illusionary sun rose from its hiding place beyond the treeline, introductions were passed around. The oldnewcomers were e350tb (Grillick’s copy) and Frozen In Ice (Jono’s copy). The village gave its greetings to these two, and each said their own name, though some sideways glances suggested that trust would not be nearly as easily given as sanctuary.

As the village moved away from the tree line, the red glow of the Looking Glass welcomed them back into the fold, growing brighter the closer they drew to the center of the village. It seemed particularly bright this morning, as if blushing from some hidden embarrassment.

Whatever had occurred, there was important work ahead, and by now, mystery was becoming the norm, quick to be put aside for more important and dire tasks. These newcomers, strange as it was they so closely matched those of the village’s own, were still quite human, and still quite able to help in the struggle against the werewolf.

Votes as of the end of Day 2:This post will hold current voting totals. Current to Post 128.

The Magi:
Allysian_Fields
Chandrasekhar dcbandicoot
7.5 dcbandicoot The13thRonin
1 Grillick dcbandicoot
Izipo Rheinmetall
Jono Rheinmetall
LightFang dcbandicoot
Nahkarma dcbandicoot
Niklas dcbandicoot
Tolis dcbandicoot

The Mundane:
2 Rheinmetall Grillick
Sepuku
1 The13thRonin dcbandicoot

The Others
e350tb
Frozen In Ice dcbandicoot

Secret Support Vote: dcbandicoot

As would be expected in such circumstances, this was another sleepless night. Indeed, a tangible fear hung in the air and each villager was even more terrified than the night prior, for these once immortals had faced the certainty of death, and feared its coming.

As before, the night nearly drew to a close before the attack came. There the similarities ended, however. Unlike the silent strike that cumulated with the red flash of a day before, this one was loud and fearsome. Howls for mercy could be heard as the villagers huddled in their unprotected shelters hoping the fighting would not spread, hoping they would not be next.

It's Sunrise
Day Three of the Crisis

Their cowardly behavior was well rewarded, nearly universally. As the false sun began a laborious climb to the center of the sky, the villagers began to show themselves, and inspect the town for the cause of the last night’s skirmish.

It did not take long to secure the location: Rheinmetall’s shack was discovered missing an entire wall, though it was not clear whether the werewolf entered that way, left, or in the midst of the grisly work had accidentally removed a wall or two. The carnage was even more disturbing than that of Kroth, again with the tell-tale signs of a lycanthrope scattered the murderous scene, but this time, the wolf seemed to be invigorated by the scent of death from last night’s exhibition. The claw marks seemed especially deep, as if Rheinmetall was ripped apart for pleasure; to hear the screams as the razor-sharp blades slit through the flesh. The bites were also especially vicious, as blood splatters were found as far as thirty feet away from the corpse. But the shock did not end there, for by his side lay Sepuku, dead as dead can be. He too faced the same gruesome desecration that the werewolf had brought upon the guardsman, but signs of sword wounds were found as well.

This raised a great many questions, not the least of, why would Sepuku and Rheinmetall be fighting? Had their scuffle somehow turned deadly when the guardsman drew his sword on the alchemist? And the werewolf? Attracted by the noise and ambushed them both? It was a puzzle that lacked a satisfactory answer, but it was clear from the corpses one thing:

Both Rheinmetall and Sepuku were humans, and both are very and completely dead. Rheinmetall’s sword, quite common, was shattered in the fight. Given the way the metal is bent in places, one can only assume that it was destroyed in the fight against the werewolf, rather than against a human. Further inspection of what is left of his hut reveals a lock-box has been smashed open. The contents have been ransacked. Whatever was there is now in possession of the werewolf. On Sepuku’s body, the villagers discover a small Black Egg, missed by the brute, perhaps because the time grew to late to perform a complete search. The egg will be voted upon in the upcoming days.

This day the stakes were high, as death had entered the village in full force, it would take all the intelligence these magi had to offer to corner their prey and bring the beast to justice, before all was too late.

It's Sunset
Day Three of the Crisis

As the false sun slowly drifts down towards the edge of the tree line, the village begins to file out to the base of the Looking Glass. It was not uncommon for the villagers to avoid the Looking Glass throughout their daily lives. It was such an omnipresent force in their life, any measure of privacy from the garish red light was a welcome relief. Upon their arrival, they found a sight not visible from a distance, and instantly disturbing to each and every villager.

The monolithic crystal was named, as any villager could tell you, due to its mirror-like surface. Large portions of the gigantic gem were a smooth as a frozen lake, and had similar properties. By looking deep into the Looking Glass, one could make out the village through the other side, but it was clouded and distorted. As the villagers descended for their nightly gruesome work, they were greeted by dark lines that further interrupted the view through the crystal. These splitting lines broke and rejoined creating a mesh throughout the inner surface of the great stone that reminded those that stared at the unusual discoloration both as cracks upon an earthenware basin, just before the clay disintegrates, as well as the veins of a human body.

It was the blackness of those veins that caused the most uneasy eyes. As if poison was coursing through the life-force of the crystal. Any knowledged physician will tell you quickly that the best way to cure poison is a good bleeding, letting the melancholic imbalance drain away give way to a healthy sanguine level in the bloodstream. This was all well and good, and no doubt the village would have bled the Looking Glass right then and there… except… how do you bleed a what is essentially a giant rock?

As before, Tolis arrived late, but her eyes were full of purpose. In her left hand she clasped the newly distributed Black Egg. She wasted no time in preparing her ritual, which was identical to last night’s, with the exception that Jono takes the place of dcbandicoot. And the two could not be any more different. Where the acolyte faced his fate with serenity, Jono seemed more disposed to rage. To his last moments, he rebuked his executioners, their logic, and tried to make them see his reason. But though he had fought tooth and nail the entire day, it was to no avail. Time had run out.

Unceremoniously, Tolis finished her preparations by “helping” Jono to the ground in the form of a swift shove. Bound as he was, there was no getting up, and he squirmed as Tolis again bent down to whisper in his ear. What was said this time was not repeated, if anyone heard at all.

Again, the hand rose from the Looking Glass, and again it swiftly clamped its ethereal fingers tightly around the doomed villager, as if squeezing the life out of him. Surely a possibility, for though the hand was clearly incorporeal, once retreating, it was revealed that Jono lay as stiff on the ground as a dead man could lay.

Jono is innocent! And dead! Very, definitely dead. Deep in one pocket, the villagers discover a string of twenty one silver beads. The Silver Beads will be voted upon starting on the next day.

As the villagers came up to inspect this fact, they noticed a remarkable change in the Looking Glass. The black lines were fading from view. Whatever Tolis’s reasoning, it appeared that the elder magi of the village was feeding the dead to the Looking Glass in an attempt to heal its numerous ailments.

As the villagers dispersed, the question hung in the air. Is the way of life they had known for so long too far gone? Has whatever foulness that bestruck the Looking Glass, bringing death back into the folds of the village , dealt an irresistible blow, just as the werewolf dealt to Kroth, who hung on to no avail, or will Tolis’ magics cause an end to the nightmare?

Pressing questions, but ones that would have to remain answerless. The magic that was the Looking Glass was far too complicated to understand. More than likely the fact that it operated at all, much less for as long as it has was more of a fluke than a representation of any real mastery over magic. And, as the saying goes, any idiot can ride a dragon, but most tend to… fall off.

<Tolis was gifted the Black Egg by majority vote earlier in the day.>

Votes as of the End of Day 3:The Magi:
Allysian_Fields JonoTolis
Chandrasekhar Jono
Grillick Nahkarma
Izipo The13thRoninTolis
5.5 Jono The13thRoninTolis
LightFang JonoTolis
1 Nahkarma JonoTolis
Niklas JonoTolis
0 7 Tolis Tolis

The Mundane:
2 1 The13thRonin JonoThe13thRonin

The Others
e350tb
Frozen In Ice JonoTolis

ethergar
Aug 06, 2007, 04:18 AM
It's Sunrise
Day Four of the Crisis

This past night the village had reached their limit and finally collapsed into slumber; most villagers had been staying up in fear since the crisis had begun without any sleep, but there is a point when the body will have no more, and no matter the terror that may lay just outside the door, sleep will come. The rest was needed, though overdue as it was, most of the village slept in, quietly dozing through the murderous actions afoot. No signs of battle woke the village, no clash of metal against claw, only the gentle snoring of those long tardy for sleep broke the silence this night.

When the villagers did emerge from their huts, it had been day for several hours already. The customary search of the village begun belated, but in earnest. The dead was found in his bed, appearing rather peaceful compared to the others the werewolf had visited. As if giving mercy to the town, this night the werewolf had killed the sleeping villager before desecrating the body, for surely the village would have woken had screams broken their dozings.

The healer, Izipo was dead. Having plenty of time, the werewolf had ransacked the small hut completely. Jars of broken herbs and bandages lined the floors. The searching had to be complete, and if there was anything of value here, it certainly was missing now.

Izipo is innocently dead, sleeping forever like a baby.

Stoically, the town moved to the business of the day. There was no more time for tears. Not while the werewolf walked among them with impunity. But today was another day. A chance to inflict change upon the village: something that the villagers had sorely missed, and they meant to exercise that nearly forgotten power to the best of their ability.

It's Sunset
Day Four of the Crisis

This day, the villagers had decided their mark quickly, e350tb, the strange duplicate of Grillick had taken to an extreme silence since his arrival, and some questioned whether or not he could talk. As deciding the execution was not much of a concern, the village spent much of the rest of the day in quiet contemplation; a loneliness that the village had spent many a hundred years perfecting. It was not until recently that more gregarious behavior had taken root. It is strange what a common enemy will do to personality.

Though, unlike the solitary attitudes the magi had practiced in years past, many spent more time this day near the Looking Glass. They were studying the black lines that were again spreading over its surface. Whatever Tolis had done, it was short lived, for the dark streaks were appearing by the hour, and rapidly. By dusk there were many more than the prior night.

Seeing the blackness spread over the Looking Glass as it did, many were eager for the nightly execution. Tolis did not disappoint, repeating her performance again against the passive e350tb. This night, however, while the black infection did retreat, it did not fade completely. Whatever was occurring, it was becoming ever more dire. And the question on everyone’s mind was the same: what would occur when the werewolf was found? The villagers cannot keep this up forever, and even now they were losing ground. What will happen when the village runs out of sacrifices to their crimson god? What happens when the blackness blots out the red light? What happens to a way of life when life ends…

Votes as of the End of Day 4:The Magi:
Allysian_Fields e350tb
Chandrasekhar e350tb
Grillick e350tb
LightFang e350tb
Nahkarma e350tb
Niklas e350tb
Tolis e350tb

The Mundane:
The13thRonin e350tb

The Others
7 e350tb
Frozen In Ice e350tb

It's Sunrise
Day Five of the Crisis

Strange things are a foot in the village tonight. As in previous nights, the sounds of battle are everywhere. However, when the villagers finally crept from their homes to inspect the town, there is no one dead!

Indeed, the population actually grew by one. A new villager, who names himself Splime has appeared mysteriously. Like the strange Others that appeared before, Splime is a copy. However, he is… well, a he. So far as anyone can tell, this newoldcomer is a male version of katika, identical in nearly every way, and yet different.

Yet the strangeness does not end with this bizarre regendered appearance. Niklas’s hut has clearly been attacked. Attacked may be too kind. The hut looks as if a war zone occurred there. There are several large holes in the walls, as if someone was crudely tossed through, and the contents are strewn across the village. The werewolf did not seem to be pleased about losing its prey, and apparently had taken out its frustrations on the belongings of Niklas, who was very much alive, though seemed to be a bit worse for wear, baring several large gashes and bruises.

It seems that Niklas’s wolfsbane saved her life, and given the late hour, the wolf had instead retreated to hide its awful appearance. There would be, undoubtedly, many questions asked this day of Niklas, who was the only villager thus far to survive a facing with the dread wolf.

And so the strange night ended with the rising of a new sham sun, but no one doubted it would not be the end of the mysterious happenings. With a new villager, and a survivor of wolfish assault, there was, everyone agreed, enough mysteries for one night: time for some answers.

It's Sunset
Day Five of the Crisis

Strange nights tend to lead into strange days. And while this one was fairly normal -- or at least as normal as one might expect in such trying times -- it carried the seed planted by the prior evening’s activities. Seeds have only one place to grow after being sown, and it was only a matter of time before these particular mysteries bloomed.

By now the village expected the sight of the black lines that criss-crossed their way across the surface of the Looking Glass, and they went about their business as normal. Tolis arrived typically late, as if still preparing for the upcoming ordeal. Obedient, the village followed the law, and even if their mayor was not overseeing the binding of the condemned, it would have been followed; still had to be followed. And so the rite was prepared, and Allysian_Fields, bound and very much protesting, was laid to rest in front of the Looking Glass, as if a noble sacrifice for an angry god..

Her death was swift. The hand that had visited the village before did so again, with all its ghostly pomp and circumstance. But quick it was, at least. A simple and effective end to questions.

But alas, here nothing is simple. And questions, like a weed, have a way of regrowing bigger and stronger than ever no matter how careful tended to. As the villagers marched up to inspect the fallen body, something horrible began to occur. For while at first the dark lines began to retreat, it was rapidly apparent that something was wrong. Dreadfully wrong. It began as a spark in the Looking Glass, deep inside, as if the death of Allysian_Fields had ignited some foul magics best left sleeping. But like all flames, given sufficient fuel, it would only grow. The spark did this, and quite spectacularly too.

From the depths of the Looking Glass the bolt came hard and fast, through a side panel and straight at the crowd. Screams filled the air as the village dove for cover from the fantastic blast of energy. Most escaped completely unscathed. One did not.

And, as it seems all things in this dread village, the occurrence only added layers of mystery upon those already hard ground into the very fiber of this unnatural place. For as the village crowded around the not one, but two dead bodies, new surprises beyond their ken awaited them:

Allysian_Fields is dead, human, and quite innocent. A second villager lay not too far off; while equally dead, he does not appear to be quite so on the other counts. LightFang lays charred and smoking on the village green. But, beyond the gigantic smoldering chest wound, he is most definitely not human. While no werewolf, this is certain, LightFang has undergone a transformation upon death. His skin has turned a pale white -- not that of dead flesh, but of an inhuman body -- his shoulders are broader than before, but the most telling signs are in the face. They convey a purity that no mortal man could possess. The tranquil expression on LightFang’s fallen countenance is one that passed from this world knowing full well of their reward in the next. The magi of this village have studied long, and only one word would describe the dead man’s condition: Angel!

As if this fact was not enough to trouble the village, the massive output of the Looking Glass seems to have only weakened it, for the black lines have reemerged in force, blotting together, and sizable chunks of the life force of the village are now covered in darkness. For the first time since forever, there is less light pouring into the village. A month ago, the villagers would have welcomed this change, but there are only grim faces now.

With night falling, the village returns to their huts to muse over these surprising findings. What does it mean? How many secrets does the village house? Beyond the werewolf, are there others working in consortium with plans for the village? Is there a connection between the dread beast and the fallen angel, or is it merely happenstance? One thing is clear, the crisis is moving to a critical front. No one is safe tonight. And the villagers begin to worry that safety will become a faded memory, shared but nearly forgotten in the days to come, much like the story of their origins. Something is sure to break soon, or perhaps it already has, and when the floodgates open: everyone loses.

<Allysian_Fields had a Sealed Box that will be voted upon starting in the morning. LightFang had no possessions of worth.>

Votes as of the End of Day 5The Magi:
3 Allysian_Fields The13thRonin
0 Chandrasekhar Niklas
Grillick Chandrasekhar
1 LightFang Chandrasekhar
Nahkarma LightFang
1.5 Niklas Allysian_Fields
Tolis Allysian_Fields

The Mundane:
The13thRonin Chandrasekhar

The Others
Frozen In Ice The13thRonin
Splime Chandrasekhar

It's Sunrise
Day Six of the Crisis

For the first time in a very long time, the village knew a measure of darkness. The red hue still pervaded everywhere, but it was dimmed by the blotches of blackness that coated the Looking Glass like the infected flesh of a diseased body. Darkness finally felt a bit dark, and this thought only added to the worries of the villagers. They could only hide in the huts through the night and wait.

The village waited. Waited. Waited. They had seen terrible things the night before, and held no illusions that their nightmare was ending this night.

And so, they were right.

Much earlier than the previous night the sounds of pandemonium begun. Screams for mercy rang out into the village for what seemed an eternity. More than any other night, the inflictor of this pain seemed to be in a blood frenzy: not willing to gift its prey with a swift death; the pain that must be involved in this death was unthinkable.

The poor subject of these inhumane experimentations either finally died, or their tormentor grew bored, and finished the job, for silence reigned in the village as the first light of dawn broke over the tree line.

The village crept from their homes, and inspected the town.

The villagers were few in number now, and a complete sweep took nearly no time at all. Their verdict was quickly returned: Grillick had been murdered in the most gruesome of manners. Not a single villager could bear to enter his home, for while the structure was intact, the damage done to the human inside, if he could still be described as a human, was unspeakable.

Entrails were strewn across the floors and body parts that should not come undone were left hanging from the ceiling in a grim decoration. The blood coated the walls as if painted on carefully. It was difficult to see a portion of the home that was not splattered with the blood.

It was difficult to think that even a monstrous werewolf would be capable of such depravity. But, with their numbers few, there was little time for remorse. The killer must be brought to justice, before this would be the fate of all.

What's left of Grillick is innocent. All of him is dead.

<Also notable: Nahkarma is without his mask.>

It's Sunset
Day Six of the Crisis

Though the village’s population, scant from the start, was dwindling down to the last few survivors, this day seemed to be packed with more discussions than ever, breathing new life into what was swiftly becoming a ghost town.

Alas, all things end. As the shining disk began an inexorable decent into the tree line, the villagers knew their new life was about to be snuffed out, forcibly.

They assembled, quickly, efficiently. This bloody act was beginning to be second nature now. Tolis, absent from the days events arrived to carry out her dark task. As a surprise ending to the day, the condemned had switched at the last moment, and it was Niklas who had been chosen by the will of the village. Just before the dread act was to take place, Niklas had appeared in theFearsome Mask, worn by Nahkarma previously. She gave no explanations as to why or how she possessed this, but seemed to be testing the strength of each villager her metalic vision landed upon them, striking fear.

“You are making a mistake, you old fool,” the slightly younger Astrologer spat out the words at the elder magi as Tolis made her preparations. “I have great powers. Unmatched by all. I could have destroyed you all. And yet I protected you, what a fool I was trying to help you. And this! THIS is how you repay me!?”

Tolis was unmoved. Her concern seemed to be with the Looking Glass, not anyone else, for the thick blotchs had spread further, and for the first time, the great gem may be more dark than light.

Niklas continued her rantings, even until the red hand hoved just a few feet above her. She seemed so full of rage, so tricked. In a flash, though, she was dead.

Cautiously, remembering the events of last night, the villagers moved up to inspect the body.

Niklas was an angel![/b] Besides the Fearsome Mask, she also has in her possession a Severed Finger, perfectly preserved, and the Black Egg that Tolis had been gifted by vote previously. Voting on these items will not begin, however, until the Sealed Box is distributed.

Stunned at the revelation, the villagers moved back to their homes. The action had retreated the black lines, but no where near completely, and the disease spreading across the Looking Glass surely would continue. What’s more, two angels had now been revealed in the village, and still the werewolf made nightly assaults. Who would die tonight? Worse yet, with the might of the angels passing on, would the werewolf soon have enough strength to decimate the village outright? This night only left more questions, not the least the surprising angelic quality of Niklas who had just undergone an attack by beings she had described as angels. What was the truth of that night, then?

Votes as of the End of Day 6:The Magi:
2 ChandrasekharNiklas
2 Nahkarma The13thRoninNahkarma
3.5 Niklas ChandrasekharNahkarma
Tolis

The Mundane:
1 1 The13thRonin NiklasThe13thRonin

The Others
1 Frozen In Ice NiklasFrozen In Ice
Splime Chandrasekhar

It's Sunrise
Day Seven of the Crisis

The village stood silent, waiting. Always it had waited. For centuries, it knew a calm patience, and the people were skilled on how to hold their breath just a little while longer. For while redemption may never come for cursed souls such as theirs, at least they would receive answers before all was lost. Or die trying, anyway.

The outbreak of battle was late in the night, just before dawn. Mentally, the village was already prepared. Most felt vulnerable, certainly, but there was a calm in their mannerisms that had not been known previously nights. They had lived hundreds of years each, perhaps even breaking into millenia, and while they may not have considered it a good life, it was at least life. If death meant something new, perhaps that was for the best.

Still, they were sure, even with the death of Niklas the enigmatic angel who had been assaulted by angels in story -- a lie? -- that this night would bring only another dead.

The predictions of the villagers were not in error. The village, as it collectively breeched the relative safety of their homes, to enter into the early dawn, all were rewarded when they came upon the home of Nahkarma.

There was little sign of struggle, not entirely unexpected as the youngest of the magi was prone to sleeping deeply, even during the loudest noises. He likely was in deep slumber when attacked. That being said, his passive reaction granted him no mercy. The gruesome werewolf attack was on par with the slaughter of Grillick a night before. Large chunks of the thaurmaturge were simply missing, as if ripped apart by the beast with such ferocity pieces were thrown clear out of the village -- if that were possible anyway.

Nahkarma went to pieces over dying in such a brutal way. But he’s still dead nevertheless.

Whether any information from this murder scene was helpful or not, one thing surely true: the werewolf remaining in this town meant death for each villager, and unless they banded together now, the village would never find justice for their murdered comrades. Worse yet, there also seemed to be an angelic threat that had admitted to (attempted) killings at night. The question would be, strike at the foe that was known, or make a decisive blow against the one that was hidden from sight?

ethergar
Aug 06, 2007, 04:19 AM
It's Sunset
Day Seven of the Crisis

The entire village, if it could still be called a village with only five inhabitants, assembled at the base of the Looking Glass. The dark lines were in full force, and for once, Tolis was on time. The13thRonin is boisterous as always, but this day, seems to have gone off of his rocker. He has declared himself to be killed. The villagers seem content to allow him, and Tolis performs her ritual. The war hero is quickly left a shell, dead as he wished to be.

The dust settles.

The lines withdraw.

It seems just an ordinary day.

Chandrasekhar is not content to keep it that way. He clears his throat, and as the village turns to their leader, he addresses the crowd. “Livestock, your time protecting this infernal device has gone on too long. The black magics that power this… Looking Glass are ones that only the gods may touch. By bending the powers of creation to this perverted and dangerous level, you have brought this reckoning upon yourself.”

As he spoke, the skin of Chandrasekhar turned a pale white. His shoulders broaded, his feet seemed firmer placed on the soil. In his hand, he now grasped a cudgel engraved with ornate lettering of which you cannot decipher, yet hangs known at the corners of your mind. A tongue of ages long since past that is recognizable and alien in a single breath.

The angel wastes no time in using it. The first to move is by Splime who makes a move to dash to the Looking Glass. In a flash, the supernaturally strong celestial caves his face in with his weapon. Tolis begins to charge an energy blast, but is interrupted by Frozen In Ice who smashes the elder magi in the back of the head. Tolis is left prone, defenseless, as the angel marches to her side.

“I have no mercy for you, dread witch, for it your foul sorcery that was the root of so much pain. I will end you.” Chandrasekhar lashed his powerful fingers around Tolis neck and hefted her like a rag doll. Slamming her body into the Looking Glass, the angel begins to hum a divine rythmn. The power of the Looking Glass lashes back, and Chandrasekhar nearly stumbles away, but his supernatural strength keeps him in place. He breaks out in full song as he placed the weakly struggling crone again against the body the monolith.

It is a song of time long gone, before humans marched upon the land of Erebus. It is of the time of creation, when the path of heaven was still open. Before the fall of Agares, and by singing the words, the power of creation imbued in them flows forth, cracking the Looking Glass. Word by word, the magic of the dread gem is dismantled, as a poor imitator would flee in the presence of a master composer.

The Looking Glass shimmers, shutters, and finally simply becomes undone, as if willed away and never was. The trappings of the false world melt away with its disappearance. The false sun winks out. The impassable tree line shrinks back into Erebus, and for the first time in centuries, the landscape around the village is visible.

Chandrasekhar and Frozen In Ice look out at the green grasslands that were reborn upon the land in the hundreds of years they were trapped in the prison of the Looking Glass. The Age of Ice had ended, perhaps had ended some time ago.

Before them, new villagers were around them. At their feet, a slain demon. If they were a threat, regardless of their demon slaying ventures, the angel would have smited them immediately, but these livestock were never the threat: it was always the Looking Glass. Now, the infernal artifact is safely unmade. These humans may live out the rest of their insigifigant lives. Mercurians had a higher calling, and it was time to return to the flock. Giving a curt nod of farewell, a sign of emotion only gifted because of the gross time spent with these meaningless creatures, Chandrasekhar leaves the village, eager to find Basium and inform him the mission was complete. The Boon, Frozen In Ice followed. It was the start of a new world for the half creature, but one that his divine essence welcomed.

Chandrasekhar, Mercurian Angel and Scholar of the Supernatural, returned to Basium, reported his success. As a testiment to his skill, he was immediately assigned to a new mission. He is presently infiltrating an Ashen Veil cult, and plans to slay their leader, so soon as he can find the opportunity.

Frozen In Ice, the Boon -- a half angle, half mortal -- was the pride of the Mercurian nation. However, not having angelic fortitude, after a few short decades, he was slain in battle with a skirmish with Infernals. The last of his mortality ripped from him, the Boon was reborn as a full angel, and in his final form serves in battle as a Herald of the one true god, one of the most exalted of the Mercurian positions.

<Angels Win, Congratulations!>

NotW VIII: Through the Looking Glass is completed!
Participants may read either thread!
Thanks for playing!

Votes as of the end of the game:

The Magi:
Chandrasekhar The13thRonin
Tolis The13thRoninSplime

The Mundane:
3.5 1 The13thRonin The13thRoninThe13thRonin

The Others
Frozen In Ice
1 Splime

The Rest:katika: disappeared during lynching on Day 1
Bullshido: disappeared during Night 1
Xerxes: died during Night 1
dcbandicoot: died during lynching on Day 2: Innocent
Rheinmetall: died by were attack during Night 2: Innocent
Sepuku: died by a were attack and/or a fight with Rheinmetall on Night 2: Innocent
Jono: died during lynching on Day 3: Innocent
Izipo: died by a were attack during Night 3: Innocent
e350tb: died during lynching on Day 4: Innocent
Allysian_Fields: died during lynching on Day 5: Innocent
LightFang: died after lynching on Day 5: Angel!
Grillick: died by a were attack during Night 5: Innocent
Niklas: died during lynching on Day 6: Angel!
Nahkarma: died by a were attack during Night 6: Innocent
The13thRonin: died during lynching on Day 7: Innocent

RED - execution vote.
DARKBLUE - support vote.
PURPLE - mayoral vote.
BLACK - item vote.

ethergar
Aug 06, 2007, 04:19 AM
Reserve Post.

The13thRonin
Aug 06, 2007, 05:21 AM
*The War Hero, Ronin takes the stand to give a speech to the shocked audience*

First things first. As the War Hero of this village I'm the most suited to lead the fight against this damned creature. I claim the dried sprig of wolfsbane. It will supplement my natural strength considerably which I will use in service of the village.

I declare that I believe Chandrasekhar should be appointed to lead the village. Chandrasekhar has proven himself both intelligent and a diligent survivor. He will serve the rest of us well.

I reserve the right to comment or act upon the guilt or innocence of each individual villager until later. First I will see who's willing to step up and fight and who's content to sit back and let our village succumb to chaos. I will move to have all cowards and traitors to this village executed in the most brutal and swift manner possible. There is no room for a step back in this struggle *brandishes ceremonial sword*.

Izipo
Aug 06, 2007, 05:35 AM
I am sorry my friends... My powers of healing are not useful at this time, when their efficiency would have been critical. I know not what we will do without our esteemed leader, but dangerous times call for a strong leader.

We have much to talk about and should hold a council.

To stop all quibbles I think I should keep the wolfsbane for now. I think it is legitimate that the healer keeps the Herb and you can be sure it will be used for the greater good of the community, as I have done in the past.

The13thRonin
Aug 06, 2007, 05:56 AM
*bellows* You dare subvert my claim Healer Izipo? I pray this not be a mistake on your behalf, for if it is a mistake it will be made your last.

Let me remind you all *turns to address the stunned spectators* that this man was either unable or unwilling to save our previous leader Kroth. Izipo has been our trusted healer for years. So why was he unable to save master Kroth? Maybe Healer Izipo wanted Kroth dead, maybe Healer Izipo just couldn't do his job. Either way this man in incapable of holding onto our only current defense against the foe.

I urge you to reconsider your claim Healer Izipo. I urge you not to tear our village apart with selfish counter-claims when it is clear that the dried sprig of wolfs-bane would only serve to augment a strong warrior such as myself in combat with the vile beast. What wars have you fought Healer Izipo? What demons have you slain? Stick to your own profession healer, leave the fighting to the warrior.

Niklas
Aug 06, 2007, 06:23 AM
(( Please refer to my character as Nikara, since she is female. ))

The old and scrawny Astrologer stands a bit to the side, peering at the War Hero with a slightly amused look.

Dear Ronin, no one would ever question your station as a mighty warrior, and I am quite convinced that were the beast here right in front of you, you would have no problem dispatching it quite easily. But combating a were-creature is seldom done through open combat in the light of the day, or as much day as we ever see in this acursed place. It seems clear that this creature strikes at night, in cover of what darkness there is. With your remarkable strength it would be foolish of it to try to attack you, anyone could see that. So surely the wolfsbane would be best put in the hands of someone less able to fend for herself?

But I think you are right, the healer is not the proper person. It is clear that his powers are useless when the deed is done, so what use would the wolfsbane be to him? Spare his life so that he can stand shaking his head by another near-corpse, again and again?

Dear friends, I ask of you, grant me this wolfsbane. I am frail of body and would hardly be able to withstand this beast, should he come to me at night. And were I to go the same way our poor Kroth has, none of us would ever be able to leave this acursed place. This I know.

Her pleading eyes move over the audience, fixing their stares one by one, begging their sympathies.

The13thRonin
Aug 06, 2007, 06:27 AM
*Looks quite pleased with Astrologer Nikara*

You speak words of wisdom Astrologer Nikara. I do not support your claim, mine is the true one. However I bear no ill will against you, be us friends in the coming turmoils. Better than foes for sure. What say you warrior of the stars?

Izipo
Aug 06, 2007, 07:13 AM
*raises his hands in appeasement*

My friends, let not our emotions take the better part of ourselves.

Yes, I was unable to do anything to cure mayor Kroth... But in all fairness, who could say he would have been able to do anything. His wounds were too important, there is nothing to be done except praying for his soul. We are all at fault here. Who let the supposedly werewolf in our village ? Was the Wolfsbane able to protect him ? No ! Therefore its power is not where we think it is. One capable of studying it, would be able to understand in time and would certainly use it wisely. Maybe I made a hasty claim, but I still think it was reasonable. Of course, when all have spoken, I will bow to what we all think is best.

And you, Ronin, will you do that ? Will you be the faithful soldier that you clain you are. Noone doubts your prowess in battle, but remember that you are mundane... I said before, desperate times requires us to work together. Let the warriors do the fighting and let the magi do the thinking.
Together we shall prevail, divided we lose.

Nikara, you fear for your safety, as we all do. Clearly the Wolfsbane won't protect, but others can, we all can. Strenght not only resides in muscles but in numbers.

*Stops for a while to look everyone and gather his thoughts*
So, what says you all, you've all been silent. We should first decide whom is the most suited to guide us through. Let the next mayor decide who will have the Wolfsbane, 'tis a trivial matter after all. We are fighting over it while the body of its last owner isn't cold yet. I say again, let not our emotions and muscles think in our place.

*Steps back with a little bow of his head*

The13thRonin
Aug 06, 2007, 08:08 AM
It has come to my attentions that katika must die. I am unable to reveal why at peril to my life but I hope the rest of the townsfolk take heed of my urgent demeanor and pledge their vote for the greater good of the town.

Rheinmetall
Aug 06, 2007, 08:28 AM
The wolfsbane, be it able to protect or not, should go to someone who can protect it and keep it from falling into hairy paws. I see nothing wrong in handing the object to the war hero. If the creatures want it they'll have to fight for it. Unless ofcourse the warhero himself is part of the problem.

Tolis
Aug 06, 2007, 11:05 AM
Ronin sir, How can one beg for the life of one of our own based of some "untellable" tale? If one were to share such a tale privately, say to a few people, it would become a possiblitliy, but as of now only the foolish would follow your "needs". for all we know, you could be leading us, though unintentionally into oblivion. I cannot ask for a life and expect those arround me to heed me, expecially without any evidence, same as i could not as for the protection of a life without any evidence.
The wolfsbane has already failed once, i have little faith in its supposed power. I will pass it to whoever believes in such a failed safegard, something that i would thing would be comming from a vulture, who preys on fear, with the sole purpose to promote dischord, as one knows, a tratior's heart is lifted up at the sign of infighting.
I will hold off on my votes untill i hear what others may say. Without research, only disaster results.
*chuckles to herself*
yes, only disaster.

Izipo
Aug 06, 2007, 11:14 AM
Obviously the Wolfsbane is unimportant to the werewolf, else its hairy paws would have taken hold of it. But still, you speak wisely, Rheinmetall, I feel it must be protected.

*turns toward Ronin*

Ronin, your hunting skills and battle experience are worthy of praise and I'm inclined to trust you. Never mind our recent quibble, we were upset by the death of our mayor. But what you say is grave, if you have such information perhaps it would be wise to disclose it to us all.
Nevertheless, tough it pains me greatly *looks towards tolis for a few seconds * to pronounce so harsh a sentence, I feel you are right and thus : Katika must be executed tonight.

Grillick
Aug 06, 2007, 11:26 AM
*The sorceror scratches his head confusedly, looking on at the heated debate raging around him*

This doesn't seem right. Kroth has been assaulted, and his throat torn out, yet he lives, laying mortally wounded, perhaps for all eternity? And now we seek to execute one of our fellows, in retribution. How, exactly, do we propose to execute somebody, when everyone who has ever died has been immediately reborn, and even this werewolf thing cannot kill us? I simply don't understand that at all.

*Grillick shakes his head sadly, looking at the carnage*

But we must do what we must do. If votes we must make, then votes we shall make. The13thRonin should receive the wolfsbane, as it would bring me great pain if anything should happen to my good friend. Chandrasekhar seems as good a choice as any for a new leader, and for now I will support my friend's choice to execute katika. Though he has not told me why he feels this way, I would appreciate it if he told me in private what makes him suspicious of katika.

Tolis
Aug 06, 2007, 11:46 AM
Such rashness is the reason we are in the perdicament! i wish to support katika. For all we know, ronin may just have a grudge agianst women in general, and then myself, and then Nikara will be his next targets. I will not support him untill he grants us more information.
I, the Elder Magi, and daughter of Kyorlin, beseech my fellow villagers prudance. I would cite by age in some hopes to grant it weight, but it seems that over the centuries, even that has lost its meaning. Let each one speak, before casting their votes. Do not let some random person lead the lynching mob, who can only promise half truthes, in in this case nothing at all.

Niklas
Aug 06, 2007, 12:14 PM
(( It would be nice if everyone could tell something about themselves, to promote the RP aspect. The character they are given to play for starters *looks at Tolis and Rheinmetall* ;) EDIT: Thanks Tolis. :)))

Putting one hand on Ronin's arm for support, the old astrologer peers incredulously at the crowd.

Of course the wolfsbane did not protect our mayor, when it was lying forgotten in a corner. What reason would he have to wear it upon his person in this godsforsaken prison, where no harm could come to him? I for one believe in its powers, and it would make an old woman rest easier if she could hold it. If it holds the power, no werewolf would dare strike at me, so why should you fear it coming into the wrong hands because I am not strong? And if it is powerless, again what should you fear?

Turning to the War Hero, she pats his hand with her own gnarled fingers, her eyes pleading.

Dear dear Ronin, would you not grant this old woman's wish?

Rheinmetall
Aug 06, 2007, 01:31 PM
The Guardsman kicks a stone and takes a bold stance, looking up almost defiantly.

"Well I am just dumb guard to you magi folk, but in my personal experience not every item is what it first appears. Until we learn what the wolfsbane is I say we keep it safe."

"And this aggressive witch hunt may be nothing else than a grudge *Nods at the war hero* so I'd be careful following such accusations."

"Now if you'll excuse me."

The guardsman walks off to some distance from the crowd. Unseathes his sword, swings it a few times playfully, makes a few practice stabs and smiles. He seathes the sword again, swings it out quickly and starts making furious combat moves against an imaginary opponent.

Chandrasekhar
Aug 06, 2007, 03:21 PM
The Scholar walks out among the arguing mages and mundanes, nose in a book as always. He finally raises his eyes from the pages to take in the others, and adjusts the bifocals on his nose. They're unnecessary, of course - in this place, his eyesight is as good as it ever has been - but force of habit compels him.

Well, well. Isn't this an interesting little situation. I'll keep my personal revelations to myself (knowledge is power, after all), but as to my votes, here they are:

For my own reasons, I will go with the current mob and vote katika to die. I will graciously accept the nomination, and vote myself (Chandrasekhar) to be mayor. As to the wolfsbane, it seems to have been pretty useless for our former leader, but since he's asked so nicely, I'll vote The13thRonin to take the wolfsbane.

Jono
Aug 06, 2007, 03:23 PM
I vote Chandrasekhar to be mayor, The13thRonin to be executated and katika to take the wolfsbane.

Sepuku
Aug 06, 2007, 06:06 PM
I will also vote Chandrasekhar as mayor....as for my other votes, Ill save those for later.

dcbandicoot
Aug 06, 2007, 06:41 PM
I vote Izipo to take the wolfsbane.

Also, I don't think it's right for Chand to win the mayoral vote without some form of competition, so, I will vote myself for mayor.

And I vote The13thRonin to die.

Izipo
Aug 06, 2007, 07:03 PM
*looks at dcbandicoot with a thin smile*

Competition would be nice, but what exactly do you propose to pull us out of this dire situation ? Could you not tell us more about your intentions ? *also looks in turn at sepuku and jono*

I also put my faith in Chandrasekhar as mayor, whom among us is better suited than a cool-headed scholar ?

Niklas
Aug 06, 2007, 07:07 PM
(( Guys, seriously. At least knowing the characters you play, what they are, would make this a much more enjoyable game. I'm of a mind to vote to kill off those who don't care to roleplay. At least that would make the later stages of the game more enjoyable, with only roleplayers remaining. ))

The old women smiles, showing crocked teeth, as the scholar appears.

Chandrasekhar, dear friend, your knowledge of all things will be invaluable to lead us through these times of change. I will gladly see you as mayor.

LightFang
Aug 06, 2007, 07:22 PM
The mage walks out. He lacks the pointy hat and beard (and you can't be a real wizard without a beard!), but he has the knowledge, despite not looking old and shriveled up. It was far, far better to be non-dessicated. Still, he has the robe, and that counts for something. He walks slowly out, somewhat pompously, sleeves folded together, blond hair looking just messy enough to be "cool" yet just styled enough to be fashionable.

A wolf? A wolf, in this city? Well well. Since Ronin is so eager (and able!) to protect us, the wolfsbane to The13thRonin. Protect us, hero!

As the scholar said, knowledge is power, and if our mayor is knowledgeable, then, well even better. Chandrasekhar for mayor.

And who shall be killed? I'll go with katika for now. Nothing personal, darling.

Chandrasekhar
Aug 06, 2007, 07:22 PM
The Scholar gives the Healer a grateful nod after his mayoral vote is placed.

Thank you for supporting my claim even after I sided against you for the wolfsbane placement. It was nothing personal, of course. If we divide ourselves into warring factions over such simple matters, it will be much more difficult to identify the werewolves. Far better to work as a single team and keep our primary purpose in mind.

{Aw, it's not that bad, Nik... Nikara. At least we're not in thread one with all those unwashed masses. That said, any method of execution that favors others before myself is rather attractive from my point of view. :D}

Sepuku
Aug 06, 2007, 07:24 PM
(( Guys, seriously. At least knowing the characters you play, what they are, would make this a much more enjoyable game. I'm of a mind to vote to kill off those who don't care to roleplay. At least that would make the later stages of the game more enjoyable, with only roleplayers remaining. ))

The old women smiles, showing crocked teeth, as the scholar appears.

Chandrasekhar, dear friend, your knowledge of all things will be invaluable to lead us through these times of change. I will gladly see you as mayor.

Well requiring something like this from someone like me just isnt fair. Its hard for me to "get into character" when nothing is givin to form a base from which I could expand. I will try but Im not promising anything like what your giving....sorry

Sepuku
Aug 06, 2007, 07:26 PM
I will contiune to support the Scholar's claim to be mayor, but I will also vote for katika's death! :evil::yumyum::evil:

Niklas
Aug 06, 2007, 07:28 PM
Well requiring something like this from someone like me just isnt fair. Its hard for me to "get into character" when nothing is givin to form a base from which I could expand. I will try but Im not promising anything like what your giving....sorry
(( I bark worse than I bite. ;)

Seriously though, all I'm asking for at the very least is what characters you play! How could we make informed decisions if we don't even know who you are? Do you play the shrivelled knight, or the master of chamber pots, or the scarecrow? That's all I'm asking, anything above that is a bonus.

EDIT: Also, if you never try to roleplay, how will you ever learn? It's really really fun, just try it! :)

))

LightFang
Aug 06, 2007, 07:39 PM
(( I bark worse than I bite. ;)

Seriously though, all I'm asking for at the very least is what characters you play! How could we make informed decisions if we don't even know who you are? Do you play the shrivelled knight, or the master of chamber pots, or the scarecrow? That's all I'm asking, anything above that is a bonus.

EDIT: Also, if you never try to roleplay, how will you ever learn? It's really really fun, just try it! :)

))

{Nerd. :mischief: }

Niklas
Aug 06, 2007, 07:44 PM
{Nerd. :mischief: }
(( That, my dear toothed friend, I most certainly am, and proud of it! And I'm having a blast too! :D And I dare say that either you are one too, or you wish you were. :p ))

Chandrasekhar
Aug 06, 2007, 07:56 PM
(( How could we make informed decisions if we don't even know who you are? Do you play the shrivelled knight, or the master of chamber pots, or the scarecrow? ))
{Those are not mutually exclusive...}

katika
Aug 06, 2007, 08:36 PM
Men. Go figure. Always ignorin' us ord'nary girls. Maybe I'm a mundane servant, maybe not. One thing's for sure, that there Looking Glass distorts the truth, not reveal it. Y'all are twofaced liars with your secrets. Now, though, it's not workin' so well. Let's hope we can finally find the truth, yes? Sepuku should die. He's always followin' whut everyone else says. Speak for yourself, or has this place stolen your individuality?

'Bout that dried up flower, why would I want that ugly thing? Sure someone else would want it, not me. Maybe one of them magical girls could use it, like Tolis. She (Tolis) can have the mayorship too. I doubt you men would ever let an ord'nary girl like me have it, so why not.

Nahkarma
Aug 07, 2007, 12:37 AM
The 'young' mage, Nahkarma, peeks outside to see what was going on

*Yawn* Whas all tha noi... Daaaaaamn Mugga (OOC: Ok, I couldn't think of anything better, SO SUE ME :P) tha some crazy shiz!

I be sleepin in and wha happen, but a mugga ges ripped up. I don think he liked me much but tha guy dint dserve this.

after being informed of the entire situation, Nahkarma makes a decision
I be thinking tha my ol masta be a gud pick fo maya (tolis), wolfsbane be given to tolis cause a maya be a target, as fo who be gittin capped, since I dun kno who be suspectin, katika be popula

Tolis
Aug 07, 2007, 12:41 AM
(my eyes are bleeding from that)

LightFang
Aug 07, 2007, 12:51 AM
{Kill. Yourself. Gah.}

Young mage, please refrain from talking in such primitive forms. There's no reason to degrade yourself! You've had plenty of time to develop your skills...

The13thRonin
Aug 07, 2007, 12:59 AM
I drop my prior claim to the dried sprig of wolfs-bane. The Healer has swayed me with intelligent debate and I apologize for my open hostility at the beginning of our discussions. I support the Healer Izipo's claim to the wolfs-bane and hope he isn't part of the mob conspiring to hang my person.

Nahkarma
Aug 07, 2007, 01:00 AM
Lightfang, don be hatin on me! I be havin dem smarts! This be tha speak of tha future, cause I be havin tha lowest of years gone by.

OOC: Trust me, I don't want to do it this way (anymore) but I can't really edit my first post now that people have read it. If it seriously bothers you I will stop.

Tolis
Aug 07, 2007, 01:19 AM
(i wont have a probelm with it as long as ethergar lets me change threads !)

Tolis
Aug 07, 2007, 01:51 AM
i wish to change my vote to executing katika
ronin does have his reasons after all, and right they be. I apologize for distrusting you.
I also wish the wolfsbane to our hero ronin . Let one with the best chance to slay a wolf have it.

The13thRonin
Aug 07, 2007, 01:51 AM
I demand Jono and dcbandicoot reveal their public roles. To attack my character from the shadows is not only dishonorable, it's downright suspicious.

Apology accepted mage, glad to see you on the right side.

Izipo
Aug 07, 2007, 04:36 AM
*places his hand on Ronin's shoulder*

No need to apologize Ronin. It is normal that you should see reason once you regain control of your emotions. I thank you for saying you'd like me to keep the wolfsbane and hope that others will realize you don't want it anymore.

Alas, two of us haven't yet spoken. I wonder where they are and hope no foulplay has befallen them.

ethergar
Aug 07, 2007, 04:39 AM
<It is half way through the first day. I hope everyone is having fun. If anyone needs clarification on anything, please don't hesitate to send me a pm (though I may not be able to answer). As a reminder, you are required to vote in the daily execution vote. Abstaining is not a valid vote in terms of maintaining participation. The following people should get their vote in during the next twenty-four hours:
Rheinmetall>

<The GM confirms the presence of The13thRonin's sword.>

The13thRonin
Aug 07, 2007, 04:41 AM
I thank you for saying you'd like me to keep the wolfsbane and hope that others will realize you don't want it anymore.

I never said I didn't want it, just that I'm I support your claim to it. Either way I'm happy if either of us manages to obtain it.

Allysian_Fields
Aug 07, 2007, 10:31 AM
I see. So this is how it will be? I suppose I will throw another name into the pot. I vote to execute sepuku.

The bane.... I think it should got to someone without the bulk of a warrior. I vote to give the bane to Niklara

I am quite curious...why Katika?

Niklas
Aug 07, 2007, 11:40 AM
(( Allysian, why did you edit out the information on your character? :(
I also agree with Ronin, Jono and dcbandicoot should give their characters also. ))

Young Allysian, I thank you, finally someone who sees an old woman's plight.

Allysian_Fields
Aug 07, 2007, 12:22 PM
I am not so young, Niklara. We are all immortals here, save for the comatose Kroth. But that is the curse of immortality here. We cannot die...

Jono
Aug 07, 2007, 12:41 PM
I'm a mere augerer, no more and, thankfully, no less.

Bullshido
Aug 07, 2007, 01:03 PM
{OOC: I dont have a lot of time to right up a full post, so forgive me for being brief. I have work/school/etc and today is a busy day: Dont have a lot of time today. I literally had about 5 minutes to write up this post}
Niklara may have the wolfsbane
Katika shall be executed
Chandreskhar for mayor.
{OOC: I hope not to be so brief in the future: Nothing annoyed me more a few games ago than a certain someone whom every post he did was merely a vote and not much content. I hope this is my first and only.

dcbandicoot
Aug 07, 2007, 01:16 PM
The acolyte smiles wryly.

You cannot tell who I am, Ronin? You DEMAND I give you information? Who are you to DEMAND information from the rest of us?

ethergar
Aug 07, 2007, 03:21 PM
<Chandresekhar has been appointed mayor by majority vote. Chandresekhar's votes now are worth .5 more for tie breaking purposes, and he holds the wolfsbane until such a time the village votes on its permanent owner.>

The moment the conclusion has been reached, the skeleton marches up to the new mayor with a scrap of poorly lettered paper. Chandresekhar struggled with the scrap, and after confirming with a a few nearby magi, declares.

"The skeleton has signed his...its own name: Xerxes. As you all know, it is one of the primary bylaws of the Experiment Charter that any who may sign their own name may cast a voice of consequence in all matters of importance to the village proper. As mayor, I must recognize the following vote."

The new mayor then goes into detail describing the crude drawing labeled Allysian_Fields with an 'X' over the head portion and how a panel of magi have concluded unanimously this is a vote to kill Allysian_Fields.

katika
Aug 07, 2007, 04:29 PM
{ Bold, Italic words are heard in an otherworldly voice, not matching the usual words of the mundane servant. They almost appear to be from another being. }

You... fools. It is done. Why did you have to pick me? Don't you see? No more will your eyes... I am the key! ..look upon the truth... You have chosen your path. ...upon the other reality. But it is over. I will take the key that could have saved you with me to my grave. No matter what you do, you will never escape. I won't let you escape.

Remember those who led you astray. From the darkness I know our warrior's game, and it is not so innocent. In his heart he holds black secrets. He wishes ill, but he is innocent. He is guilty! Remember the traitor from the beginning of time. Tolis bound us here, she trapped us here to serve her. Just as she feigned support for me, She must die! she has "supported" you all. How did the wolves bringers of judgment on this abomination enter if not through her whose dark magic binds us here?

{ Yes, that should make my votes for Tolis for all three things. }

Sepuku
Aug 07, 2007, 04:34 PM
Men. Go figure. Always ignorin' us ord'nary girls. Maybe I'm a mundane servant, maybe not. One thing's for sure, that there Looking Glass distorts the truth, not reveal it. Y'all are twofaced liars with your secrets. Now, though, it's not workin' so well. Let's hope we can finally find the truth, yes? Sepuku should die. He's always followin' whut everyone else says. Speak for yourself, or has this place stolen your individuality?

I voted for Chandrasekhar to be mayor because I believe him to be the best of those that have steped up for the job. As for voting for Katika's death, I simply trust Ronin's judgement. I also vote that the wolfsbane becomes Ronins

Chandrasekhar
Aug 07, 2007, 04:37 PM
{For your information, an abstain doesn't count as a proper vote for participation purposes... :mischief:}

Niklas
Aug 07, 2007, 05:07 PM
(( Sepuku, still wanna know what role you are playing, how about adding it to your sig eh? ))

Warlock, elderness is not necessarily a matter of age. I am old, or so these bones tell me, and that makes you young. That we all have lived here for countless time matters not at all.

The old woman gets a sad look in her eyes as she looks towards the servant.

Poor little one, to carry the weight of most everyone's hatred. I cannot join the condemnation, it simply does not feel good in these old bones. But the powers that be demand I cast my vote, and whatever else happens I do not feel that the War hero should die. That would leave me to fear even more for my own life, so I support him.

ethergar
Aug 07, 2007, 06:32 PM
<There's been a clarification on item revealing in the rules. The intention I had has not changed, but an obvious way of reading it I somehow missed has been removed. See rules for new writing. The short of it is: every item publicly revealed, however that happens, will have my confirmation.>

Jono
Aug 07, 2007, 06:35 PM
<Now that's exactly what I wouldn't want. In NotW10 there will be no GM item confirmation.>

ethergar
Aug 07, 2007, 07:24 PM
<Unless an item states that using it will also reveal it, it's not publically revealed.

What I'm talking about is the case of the sword already mentioned. If someone takes a sword out says they swing it around in the air, it's either there or its not, and that deserves confirmation.

If someone secretly reads a spell out of a magical tome in their home at night, that won't get a GM confirmation, but if they run around nekkid through the village screaming, "I have a book" while holding it over their head, that will.>

Allysian_Fields
Aug 07, 2007, 07:50 PM
<i love your examples ethergar. :D So we are aloud to run around nekkid neh? :D>

ethergar
Aug 07, 2007, 08:36 PM
<That's actually the third time I used running around nekkid in an explanation... for this game... in thread two... what?>

The13thRonin
Aug 07, 2007, 08:48 PM
katika shows her true colors! What kind of thing is this for a mundane to say? You have no right *unsheathes sword and pins katika against the floor with it*. Shortly you're going to die heaven witch and your secrets will hopefully be revealed. It is you who trapped us in this wretched place, you!

You built the damned stone and I know you had an accomplice. You'd do well to surrender who it was before I spill your unclean blood across our sacred villages ground. The good people of this village were right not to trust you, you have proven this much at least *spits on the ground beside the struggling katika*.

Tolis
Aug 07, 2007, 10:19 PM
(so if i tried to run arround naked in purple panties, u would have to prove that they didnt exist? now where is the fun in that?)

katika
Aug 07, 2007, 11:58 PM
Yes, these hands crafted the Looking Glass with my blood, but Tolis the traitor used her magic to bind us here to eternally serve her. My blood alone can end the spell, but I am taking the key to my grave. You will all perish. Tolis wrought the magic that created the fell servants, these werewolves. Tolis must die! With my death, your only escape will vanish. My destruction will forever condemn you all into oblivion, mindlessly living out a pitiful existence. Without me, the Looking Glass can never release its slaves, its pitiful unknowing slaves. You know not what evil you deal with. Tolis has betrayed you all and you are blind to it. I was the last link to the true reality, and you would destroy it. Destroy yourselves. Do not let your potential die in vain, destroy the evil that has enslaved you!

*Katika continues to be the vessel for the otherworldly voice, but she has begun to convulse uncontrollably.*

The13thRonin
Aug 08, 2007, 12:10 AM
We're not going to kill you katika, we're going to put you into a comatose state. We will find the way out of this place without you and if we somehow prove your innocence along the way we will look towards returning you to your able bodied self. Meanwhile you're too much of a threat, I don't trust you at all.

Bullshido
Aug 08, 2007, 12:23 AM
{I for one no NOT want to see Tolis running around in purple panties, as he's played a berseker in the last two games though, i guess its NOT far off. A troll berserser at that though.... <shudder>}

So, seeing how this skeleton...thing gets a vote, does that mean it is possible for us to execute the skeleton, Mayor? {OOC: <cough> gm really}. Not that I think the skeleton is a wolf, indeed that would be a farfetch'd thing {ooc: Undead Cyberwerewolf. Cooler than a ninja? Maybe.}... but still, if it or its....owner?...gets a little angsty, it would be good to know. For now I leave the skeleton be, but if the owner cares to step forward, publicly or privately, I'd be quite curious.

And as for you, Ronin. Your claim against Katika is not one i take lightly. Know this: If katika falls and is found innocent YOU shall be my next vote. A bully in this time is SURELY not someone we need, particularly one pulling names from thin air. I ask this to the rest of you: What if its YOUR name he pulls out next? Think on it while we see how this plays out.

As far as my job, i am a simple man. An entertainer of sorts. Illusions be my specialty. I got the new one I'm working on involving a common tophat and a small white rat, but I can't quite get it right. Y'see, a rat is awfully hard to hold on to: theres not much to grab a hold of for the last bit o' the trick. Not to mention that rats are hardly popular with the ladies, or even the menfolk for that matter. Perhaps I need seek a substitute...

{
ooc and nahkarma, perhaps for those slower folk (tolis) you could type in character then translate out of character? :P
}

I change my vote to support katika, but only because i think we are being a little too hasty.

The13thRonin
Aug 08, 2007, 12:26 AM
katika has already been proven guilty Bullshido. He made the crystal that trapped us here. I believe he is an innocent in league with a more superior evil force. In any case his death may help release us from our prison.

LightFang
Aug 08, 2007, 12:40 AM
Hmm. Good point you have there, Bullshido.

However. If katika dies and is found innocent, my vote will go not to our war hero, who I am sure has our best interests at heart, but rather, toward Tolis, because this seems to be katika's last wish.

The mage nods sagely and temporary drops a hand out of his long sleeves to slick his hair back before replacing it.

Again, it's nothing personal, darlin'...

The13thRonin
Aug 08, 2007, 12:49 AM
My vote will go not to our war hero, who I am sure has our best interests at heart.

Thank you LightFang. I'm just trying to do what's in the best interests of our village. I don't know if you've noticed but we're mostly magi here and the werewolf is going to tear us to shreds. If there be those amongst you who want to put my head on the chopping block for attempting to protect you then so help this village. katika admits to building the very stone that traps us here. What further evidence do you need to have her slain? Let me repeat so that it sinks in katika is the reason we can't escape this place of terror and death what better reason to execute her? If you have nothing to hide then you have nothing to fear. Let us not fall into petty squabbles and disunity but work together under the glorious leadership of our new leader. For the good of the village, let us slowly reveal and uproot the evil that lies amongst our good village.

Tolis
Aug 08, 2007, 01:00 AM
{Deleted)
for now

Grillick
Aug 08, 2007, 01:07 AM
We need to be killing werewolves, not witches. Katika can be punished later, after we've eliminated the werewolves.

I'm changing my vote from katika to Tolis.

Bullshido
Aug 08, 2007, 01:07 AM
Can i do a sort of antisupport vote for ronin for the wolfsbane(vote him NOT to have wolfsbane? If not i too vote the wolfsbane to tolis in place of my "antivote"
Nothing personal, but if you are such an able warrior, i believe the wolfsbane should go to someone less able to defend themselves, as well as the fact that such blatant accusations make me suspicious of you. Its nothing personal, and i bear you no ill will at all, i just am not sure i want such a capable warrior to have something that could perhaps better be used by one not so stout of heart.

The13thRonin
Aug 08, 2007, 01:17 AM
Can i do a sort of antisupport vote for ronin for the wolfsbane(vote him NOT to have wolfsbane? If not i too vote the wolfsbane to tolis in place of my "antivote"
Nothing personal, but if you are such an able warrior, i believe the wolfsbane should go to someone less able to defend themselves, as well as the fact that such blatant accusations make me suspicious of you. Its nothing personal, and i bear you no ill will at all, i just am not sure i want such a capable warrior to have something that could perhaps better be used by one not so stout of heart.

Your black words are noted, they shall not be forgotten.

I change my claim from the healer to have to wolfs-bane to myself to have the wolfs-bane.

We need to be killing werewolves, not witches. Katika can be punished later, after we've eliminated the werewolves.

I'm changing my vote from katika to Tolis.

Grillick there be a time to kill both witches AND werewolves but we KNOW that katika is guilty. We're not sure that Tolis is the werewolf at all. Let us hang katika first and then we shall further investigate the rest of the village. Please brother Grillick, would you turn against your poor friend?

Nahkarma
Aug 08, 2007, 01:24 AM
I be thinkin tha cause ronin imself be thinkin katika is no werewolf tha katika shoud no be capped. dcbandicoot be secrety and shoud be talkin quick bout lettin us know or he be a threat to us. I be agreeing with Grillick in tha he be right. katika be no wolf. Katika can be killed after the wolves if everyone still feels that she needs to die. Sorry about my previous babbling, I was in a state of shock from multiple things.

ethergar
Aug 08, 2007, 02:16 AM
Xerxes produces another scrap of paper and hands it to Chandresekhar, who after turning it upside down, then right side up, then sideways a few times, announces that there is a vote for the wolfsbane to Niklas.

ethergar
Aug 08, 2007, 02:18 AM
So, seeing how this skeleton...thing gets a vote, does that mean it is possible for us to execute the skeleton, Mayor? {OOC: <cough> gm really}<Yes. Xerxes is a valid target for all votes, and with the exception of being really bad at art, is otherwise treated as a normal villager, albiet a somewhat silent one.>

Bullshido
Aug 08, 2007, 03:11 AM
Your black words are noted, they shall not be forgotten.

I change my claim from the healer to have to wolfs-bane to myself to have the wolfs-bane.



Grillick there be a time to kill both witches AND werewolves but we KNOW that katika is guilty. We're not sure that Tolis is the werewolf at all. Let us hang katika first and then we shall further investigate the rest of the village. Please brother Grillick, would you turn against your poor friend?

1: Black words? I could just as easily vote for the second place person and accomplish the same. Everyone who disagrees with you has black words? A bully indeed. I change vote (once again, and for the last time) for niklas for the wolfsbane I dont want to have black words by voting against a bully. Instead I'll vote for someone who is not ronin. That better?

2. We dont KNOW anything about katika you THINK you know something, have a hunch, or have ULTERIOR MOTIVES. Please, enlighten us on this matter. Without evidence, you can hardly blame others for not voting as you vote, merely based on what you want us to think. I dont know about you, but I'm hunting WOLVES...

Tolis
Aug 08, 2007, 04:04 AM
from this day forth, i will be giving Xeres drawing lessons, as we have nothing but time

ethergar
Aug 08, 2007, 04:39 AM
It's Sunset
Day One of the Crisis

While arguments had flowed from villager to villager through-out the day, who had been marked to face the wrath of the village was decided rather early. The center of the village was one that not all chose to tred, but it was the largest open space, and if a gruesome spectacle was to occur, there was not a better location. Still, many felt that the towering crystal giant was unnerving, as the eerie reflections one could see in the mirrored surface would often send a shiver down the back of the gazer: as if staring into the glassy panels meant facing a distorted picture of yourself: one that contained the worse about each countence.

A large arcane sign of death had been drawn before the glowing monolith, and as the vague sun-like disk began an envitable decent to return the village to the monotonous half-twilight of each night, the populous began to gather. Five magi were selected by chance, poorest chance, to man the sign of the dead; each would channel awful powers into the lay lines that had been carved into the grounds, and work to extinguish the very lifeforce of the target. This horrible fate was one that had not been done since the time of the ice, when one of the party of brave adventurers’ mind had snapped. The horrors he inflicted to his own body were second only to what he had done to the that poor girl -- what was her name? -- and finally the decision was reached his life must end. And it did end, end with the flesh searing from the inside, as the condemned man shrieked unholy howls that could not have been human.

The mood was understandably, then, wary. Many had put the awful exhibition out of their minds many, many, many years ago. Many did not wish to see it performed again. The ritual was complete in both its extinction of life, and the punishment of crime: for the victim was fed the dark energy circling the runes of death, filled with the emotions that is worse in humanity, until it is unbearable. Until they ignite inside. Burning, burning with hate, with pain, with fear, with darker thoughts that are best left to demons, the raw energy sears the face last, giving every onlooker a pristine look at the window that opens into horrors that should never be brought to the world.

“It is time.”

And so it was.

At the center of the perfectly drawn Sihl-Vilis-Arawn -- the Death’s Own Hand -- was brought the condemned. katika seemed resigned to her fate, and did not struggle against the bindings she had been secured with (though these are as much as for the safety of the crowd as the marked one. In the age of magic, this rite had been said to malfunction terribly when one had torn from the circle mid-incantation; while the damage already done was too far gone to be reversed, nor could the spell be resumed, and the poor man died over a period of a month and a half: in extreme agony the entire time. Horrific as it is, at least the death brought by a proper ritual was quick).

“Begin.”

The dark lines grew blacker, as is absorbing the light around them. Indeed, the ever constant of the village, the Looking Glass even seem subdued by the dark ritual. katika began to twitch, it was truly too late to turn back. The moment a physical reaction was seen, their insides were already molten by the hatred that seared their organs to a black goo. Flailing to the ground, the ritual reached its apex quickly, and suddenly. All was gone.

Just…

Gone.

This was not normal. The lines were gone, the light had returned to normal, no brighter than normal. All turn their eyes to the Looking Glass as it flared a brillant crimson red. When the flash of immense light was gone, the condemned, the markings, even the lashings were no where to be found.

katika is GONE! Werewolf or not, she has completely vanished!

Scratching their heads, there is nothing more to do. The assembled disperse, there will be time to discuss these cryptic events in the morning, for now, each return to their abode, to barricade best they can, and ponder what mystery has just occurred in solitude. And hope. Hope that they are not the next target…

It is nighttime!
Werewolf, submit your kill via PM!
Those with night actions, perform them!
Public posting is suspended!

The13thRonin
Aug 08, 2007, 07:26 AM
*Did not realize public posting is suspended during night, message will be heard next day.*

Sepuku
Aug 08, 2007, 02:51 PM
EDIT: Ope sorry, I didnt see it was night till after I posted this :sad:

ethergar
Aug 09, 2007, 04:24 AM
The denizens of this small village were not ones who were known for sleeping well. The already half-twilight night caused more than one to have trouble sleeping. The persistent, dull red glow across the walls doubled the trouble. The fact that many were more than a touch mad after all these years of monotony just seeped more difficulty into the heads of those trying to rest. And on top of all these, each villager was deathly afraid. Kroth was a mangled wreck. The hope of flushing out the threat ended in only more questions, and a worry that the beast assaulting the town would pick them next… well… it’s really no surprise that not a single soul got a lick of sleep.

All eyes were glued to their doorways. For some, that consisted of just a fur draped over the portal, and with each artificial summer breeze that wafted past, the animal hide moved, as if to lift up and attack. This only further ruled out the possibility of sleep. All ears strained to hear the ominous thump as a supernaturally large foot crushed the soil under its weight, leaving only a print that others would examine the next day and consult over, but it did not come. Nor was there the scream of last night.

It was just dead silent. An ominous metaphor that many tried to put out of their minds, but still it lingered. The fear, the wondering.

And yet, nothing happened. Or, almost nothing.

Just before dawn, a flash of red light came, a brilliant crimson blast like the one of the previous night. Any who had managed to doze off were certainly awakened. One by one, the village crept out, cautiously to investigate. None wished to be the first to arrive, and find themselves face to face with the cause of that flash.

It's Sunrise
Day Two of the Crisis

What was found was more than a little surprising:
Xerxes was found to be the first anomaly. Merely a collapsed pile of bones, there was no sign of struggle in the small lean-to that the skeleton had taken to “sleeping” under. The villagers found a half drawn vote, presumably for this upcoming morning. The note was incomplete, and just a jumble of poorly scribed lines: much like the condition of Xerxes’ itself, collapsed in a random matter across the ground. By this time, all the village had gathered, and realized that Bullshido was no where to be found. Just as katika before him, it was as if he had completely vaporized. But the questions did not end there. Indeed, they only grew. At the edge of the village, just before the tree line that no man may cross, a most peculiar sight awaited the people. Standing dazed, and looking very confused were two newcomers. Or oldcomers, rather, for these were not new faces. Both were easily recognizable: an exact duplicate of Grillick and Jono. The villagers lined the two pairs next to each other, trying to understand what had occurred. But no explanation could be reached. They appeared exact copies in every way.

Finally after much murmuring, an important realization was brought up, “I, I can’t for the life of me figure out to keep those two straight, or those two either!” And indeed, there was not a single physical indication the villagers could see that these new-oldcomers were not one and the same, except, of course, that there were two of each.

It wasn’t until he spoke that a solution was found. The duplicate Grillick opened his mouth and in a rich voice exclaimed, “I’m so confused!” The difference was settled in that moment. Not only did the strange man they had lived with all their long, long lives speak in a complete different octave, he also had a heavy foreign accent. As long they could speak, there wouldn’t be a soul alive who could mistake the two. The experiment was quickly repeated with Jono’s match, and the same difference was heard clear as day.

As the illusionary sun rose from its hiding place beyond the treeline, introductions were passed around. The oldnewcomers were e350tb (Grillick’s copy) and Frozen In Ice (Jono’s copy). The village gave its greetings to these two, and each said their own name, though some sideways glances suggested that trust would not be nearly as easily given as sanctuary.

As the village moved away from the tree line, the red glow of the Looking Glass welcomed them back into the fold, growing brighter the closer they drew to the center of the village. It seemed particularly bright this morning, as if blushing from some hidden embarrassment.

Whatever had occurred, there was important work ahead, and by now, mystery was becoming the norm, quick to be put aside for more important and dire tasks. These newcomers, strange as it was they so closely matched those of the village’s own, were still quite human, and still quite able to help in the struggle against the werewolf.

It is daytime!
Villagers, place your votes for execution!
Villagers, place your votes for item possession!
Public posting is open!

Chandrasekhar
Aug 09, 2007, 05:32 AM
Hm... Many, many disturbing events this day. I cannot pass judgment on them without further study, but I will say that the lagging of the wolfsbane vote is troublesome. While I have no problem holding it for the moment, I also believe that we should get this vote finished with to better make room for any other items that turn up in the course of events.

{Also, I may be gone for up to four days starting less than 24 hours from now. I'll try to place a vote before I leave, and I should be back in plenty of time to place a new one for the next day, but I thought I'd let you all know.}

The13thRonin
Aug 09, 2007, 05:45 AM
{Bolded words are words bellowed.}

*Waves sword around in an aggressive, angry manner that creates a ripple of fear amongst some of the younger amongst the villagers. The War Hero's face is red with anger, anger over whether katika escaped or that the village has become dis-unified in its pursuits is unclear*

I TOLD YOU ALL THAT SHE WAS MORE THAN JUST A MUNDANE! OH HOW THE DEAF DO NOT LISTEN!

Wherever she is now I'm certain she did not die, she's going to wreak a terrible vengeance upon us. THE NEXT TIME we must be prepared. Whether I lead the vote or not we must stand UNITED. UNITED as brothers and sisters not only against the werewolf but against those that seek to betray and to harm our village. To those with vile dark secrets WE SHALL GIVE NAUGHT BUT DEATH!

Surely this will be interpreted as MY FAULT even though it be clear katika was GUILTY AS SIN. Those with any guts join me in the village hall, I grow sick of this petty bickering.

*Storms off to the village hall*

Niklas
Aug 09, 2007, 06:08 AM
The old astrologer walks after the war hero to the village hall.

Ronin dear, I don't see how anyone could claim that this is your fault. None of us know how this happened, but if anything it lends strength to your words that katika was more than she seems. Or seemed.

The13thRonin
Aug 09, 2007, 06:15 AM
I relinquish my claim on the wolfs-bane for now. I support Astrologer Niklas' claim to the dried sprig of wolfs-bane.

Better one of us have it than none of us. Even if it would be best suited as an offensive weapon augmenting someone with a bit of fighting ability *waves sword around and sighs*.

Astrologer Niklas if it is not mine to take then I will it to be yours to have. Go in peace brother.

Chandrasekhar
Aug 09, 2007, 06:20 AM
Very well. If Ronin no longer wishes to have the item, matters would be best concluded by giving it to the next candidate. I vote Nikara to recieve the item. Now let us hope that this matter may soon be concluded, so we can move on to the next execution... Speaking of which, I believe our newcomers may wish to explain how they arrived here. I have my suspicions...

Allysian_Fields
Aug 09, 2007, 10:03 AM
This news brings an new light to the situation. Why is it that as soon as (or at the same times as) Bullshido disappeared, Xerxes lay as if dead for centuries? These are things to ponder, I assure you.

Ronin, this is no time for tempers. Let us solve this calmly, yes? No one is blaming you for what happened.

As much at a loss for how this happened as everyone else, I suppose it doesn't change our goal. Frozen In Ice, E350tb, I bid you well. The sooner this....this thing is solved, the sooner we are to be at peace again.

The warlock saunters into the town hall, sitting at the far back as she watches Niklara trying to calm Ronin down, almost amused as the old woman's attempt.

Izipo
Aug 09, 2007, 10:27 AM
*takes his time to raise from his chair*

Ronin, once again, you mistake what we need for what you desire. Power and strength are not what we need now. Knowledge and understanding are what we must have to overcome the tragedy that has befallen us.

Frozen in Ice and e350tb, I welcome you to our village. There is much to be said about what happened yesterday and you have much to explain yourselves about your presence today. Fear not, I am not suspicious of you, for your confused looks speak volumes. But I find it strange that after we lose two of us, the two of you come unannounced. Perhaps all is not so dire for Katika and Bullshido and we have hope of seeing them again sometime.

What we took for granted for all those centuries has been shattered in a mere day. Perhaps our crystal is not the only one, but has a link with others...

Regarding the Wolfsbane, I hope astrologer Nikara will take the time to study its true power, if it has any, and use it wisely for the greater good of our community.

For now, I will sit in silence while hearing your story and everything everyone has to say. When all is said I will cast the dreadful vote, if we still have need for that.

Nahkarma
Aug 09, 2007, 11:17 AM
From what has occured, an idea has formed in my head. I believe that I will not die if I am chosen. I also believe it possible for me to return. If not then I will be dead and that will be that. Therefore, I vote for myself to be 'killed'. Let us see if my idea works. I will explain it if I return alive because if I can not return then there is no point as my idea was wrong.

Grillick
Aug 09, 2007, 12:09 PM
*The sorceror scratches his head*

This is, indeed, unsettling. Two newcomers to replace those we have lost. But if we choose for them the same fate we chose for our compatriots, will they return whence they came, or will they finally be slain? And if they wound up here in the same manner we disposed of our compatriots, then which one was chosen by the villagers, and which was chosen by the villains?

It's a difficult decision to make, and I cannot in good conscience condemn Nahkarma to an uncertain fate. For now, I withold my vote, until more information surfaces.

Jono
Aug 09, 2007, 01:01 PM
I fear this may be my doing, but I've not the slightest clue as to how this could've possibly happened.

Izipo
Aug 09, 2007, 01:50 PM
Please Jono, do not leave us on a limb here. Explain to us your fears. Is this something you have dreamed ? You know I trust you and how I always listened to what you told me. Now is the time to tell your tale to a larger audience. Who knows if you'll not be the next target of the Werewolf. If that were the case, all you know will go with you in slumber and the loss to our community would be great.

Nahkarma
Aug 09, 2007, 05:07 PM
Grillick, do not fear for my safety. I do not fear death. Although the idea of living as Kroth is living is not something I am happy about, I do not believe it will happen. I am confident that as long as things stay the same where the two newcomers are from (which has a high probability in my estimation) that I will be fine. I may have to experience a little pain on the way, but I once I have returned I should have a much better understanding of the situation. This is a gamble I feel is necessary to discovering the truth of what is happening here.

dcbandicoot
Aug 09, 2007, 05:12 PM
The acolyte frowned at the idea of a 'suicide'. Nahkarma claimed to have solved the mystery in one night? Surely it was not nearly as simple, nor patterned as it was thought to be.

Nahkarma, testing out your theory has it's advantages, but we also risking giving a wolf another night scot-free and you are risking your own life and contributions to the group by voting for yourself.

I vote for the13thronin to die.

Jono
Aug 09, 2007, 05:42 PM
I still believe The13thRonin is a threat to us all, but last night I dreamt of Rheinmetall, horrible horrible nightmares. I would not object to the execution of The13thRonin, I wouldn't dream of it. But first let this man we know only to be a fool be lynched.

Nahkarma
Aug 09, 2007, 06:50 PM
Upon reflection, and some new information, I shall retract my previous vote for myself and instead vote for the13thronin

OOC: ronin is having enough time troubles with ascension, so maybe we should help him in that area as I would like it to move a little faster.

Frozen In Ice
Aug 09, 2007, 08:02 PM
Thank you all for welcoming me to this village. It is the same place but different at the same time. I remember being dead truly dead for a while but it ended as soon as it came. The blackness parted with a flash of red light and I ended up here. Everyone looks so familiar, but you act different, talk different.

This is so confusing. I thought I was going to be dead but I am not. I do remember from the other world though that I had spoken out, I had rallied the villagers, I led them when they were confused. But then I was visited in the night and I was killed... or so I had thought.

LightFang
Aug 09, 2007, 08:14 PM
...Ah. That's...interesting.

The Enchanter looks uncharacteristically flabbergasted and discombobulated.

Welcome, old faces. I hope you find this...an enchanting place.

But anyway, his face clears up to its characteristic disarming smile and twinkling eyes we must needs get to business.

First, to expedite the wolfsbane, I will vote for Nikara to receive it. Too bad, Mr. War Hero Ronin. At least you are powerful enough to hunt them, aye?

But about the execution...this is the thing which bothers me. katika simply disappeared.

I had promised to vote for Tolis if katika turned out innocent...but now what? Jono's lead may be the only one so far. Fellow mage Jono, can you explain your dream in more detail? They say dreams are very powerful, do they not? For now I will tentatively vote for Rheinmetall. Nothing personal, you understand, but I do believe in the power of dreams.

Grillick
Aug 10, 2007, 12:19 AM
Why are we focusing only on the mundanes? Are they more susceptible to lycanthropy than we are? Despite my objections, I must act to save my friend. I vote Rheinmetall to be executed.

I also change my vote from The13thRonin to Nikara for the wolfsbane.

The13thRonin
Aug 10, 2007, 12:44 AM
I grow sick of the acolytes trickery and deceit. Acolyte dcbandicoot should be the one to die. Seems the acolyte wants to tear the village apart by killing the villager most liable to take on the werewolf. I suspect he has dark, dark desires for this village.

Further more as per our agreement village leader Chandrasekhar has agreed to mirror my vote that Acolyte dcbandicoot should be the one to die {He has left for a short vacation but leaves his vote to me as the game moderator understands}.

I encourage all the others whom I have dealings with, and you know who you are to also mirror my vote. I will not be content to let this fool stand around and slander my name from the shadows. Not only has he provided NO information about his obviously shady past but he also is quick to forget that I was right about katika. For the benefit of the entire village Acolyte dcbandicoot must be executed so that we may co-exist and work in unison towards understanding and knowledge. So far Acolyte dcbandicoot has contributed nothing but unproven slander. I say it be the gallows for you fool.

Izipo you are right, I am hasty with my anger, I apologize.

ethergar
Aug 10, 2007, 12:52 AM
Mayor Chandrasekhar steps out of his hut with the dried wolfsbane. "With my powers as mayor, it is my responsibility to gift this item to its new and permanent owner, as determined by a majority vote of the villagers."

Chandrasekhar then passed the sprig to Niklas and shuffled off, eager to return to his stack of books, pausing only to confirm the proxy vote that had been placed on his behalf while he was too busy in the stacks.

<Niklas is in possession of the item: Dried Sprig of Wolfsbane.>

Niklas
Aug 10, 2007, 01:54 AM
The astrologer sits examining the wolfsbane, turning it over and over before her eyes.

I would like to thank you all, it warms an old woman's heart it does. I shall rest easier now, knowing that the wolf must now think twice before attacking me.

As for my vote, I simply cannot understand why anyone would like to see our dear War Hero dead. He is our best defense against the werewolf, brave and noble as he is. And our wise mayor has seen the wisdom of his words, so I see no other way for me than to vote the Acolyte dcbandicoot to hang.

Rheinmetall
Aug 10, 2007, 09:35 AM
*The Guardsman is stunned by the accusations of the duplicate.*

What. You just appear here without any explanation and start telling everybody how you saw a dream of me. I don't know what is going around in here, but let me ask you something.

Is it me who you saw a nightmare about or MY DUPLICATE?

Lynching me will not accomplish anything. I can tell you that.

After seeing what has happened, my top priority is not the wolves but to break this dang spell. I'm excited about this change in the looking glass. It could mean I can *Draws out his sword and waves it around frantically* GET OUT OF THIS PLACE!

*Calms down a bit*

I will vote the original Grillick to disappear next, after all we have too many of them already.


I will be out of town for 1,5 days starting now (My previous inactivity was due to my ISP :mad:) I will try to check this atleas once tomorrow, but don't be surprised if I don't, Sorry

The13thRonin
Aug 10, 2007, 09:37 AM
I will vote the original Grillick to disappear next, after all we have too many of them already.

You do not support your friend Rheinmetall? *A sad look graces the war heroes face*.

Allysian_Fields
Aug 10, 2007, 10:25 AM
Am i the only one curious of Xerxes' physical state here? It seems we have not recovered the third player from the crystal. Katika and bullshido disappeared, yes, and e350tb and Frozen In Ice came out. What about poor Xerxes? That is definantly a questionable thing.

As for voting today, Dcbandicoot, why do you pursue Ronin this way? Is there something you know that we don't? If so, please: share with us your thoughts. For if Ronin has wronged you, or the entire vilage for what you spoke of earlier, then please let us know!

Ronin, if there is anything you need to share as well, speak up. The quicker we find the truth about the crystal, the better, friends.

The13thRonin
Aug 10, 2007, 10:40 AM
Ronin, if there is anything you need to share as well, speak up. The quicker we find the truth about the crystal, the better, friends.

I trust not my wisdoms to fall upon dcbandicoots ears.

Grillick
Aug 10, 2007, 10:48 AM
Dear Rheinmetall seems to be awfully confused. Jono is not the duplicate, Frozen In Ice is. Jono has been with us all these long...how long has it been, anyway? All this time, Jono has been here. Frozen In Ice is the newcomer. I find it highly unlikely that Jono would dream of someone whom he's never met, and whom we cannot be certain even truly exists.

That being said, for now I will support my friend, and change my vote to dcbandicoot.

Izipo
Aug 10, 2007, 11:07 AM
Rheinmetall confusion is most unsettling...
What would happen should he mistake one of us for a werewolf ?

Jono, I trust the power of your dreams. I've always seen you as a seer and hope you are not mistaken this time. Therefore I cast my vote for Rheinmetall to be executed. While sincerely hoping we are not making a mistake.

Nahkarma
Aug 10, 2007, 02:55 PM
OOC: seeing as for some reason no one else seems to have the same reasoning as myself

I shall change my vote to dcbandicoot, for my previously stated reasons.

Niklas
Aug 10, 2007, 05:42 PM
Turning the wolfsbane over and over in her gnarled, bony hands, the astrologer sits with her eyes closed, silemtly humming to herself in low notes that seem to be slightly at odds with each other. Abruptly she stops, and her eyes flips open to stare hard at the dried twig. Slowly a smile creeps across her lips.

Ah, but this is marvelous! I cannot thank you enough for this precious gift, all of you. It is a wonder that we could ever question its abilities, there is ancient powerful magic imbued in this simple gift from nature, a gift to protect her children against the abominations that are the lychantropes.

As for a different matter, I do believe my dear sister-in-arts Tolis had some pressing matters to attend to, something to do with the looking glass, and asked me to relay her thoughts and decisions. She will mirror my vote, and say that dcbandicoot will die this evening.

(( Tolis has internet troubles and probably won't be back for a number of days. He has asked me to act as proxy for his votes, and the GM is aware of this. ))

Sepuku
Aug 10, 2007, 05:48 PM
Hmm I would also like to entend a welcome to Frozen In Ice. This might not be the best time for a vacation though :lol:

Also, I would like to ask those that have been here if they know here the others have gone. It seems like when you "die" you don't really die, but dissapear and someone else takes your place....Ill go and create a potion that will hopefully make the answer more clearly

*Wanders back to his hut, pulling different plants and jars full of questionable liquids out of his robes*

((Im the alchemist Niklas :thumbsup:(cant remember your female version name, sorry)))

Niklas
Aug 10, 2007, 05:52 PM
((Im the alchemist Niklas :thumbsup:(cant remember your female version name, sorry)))
(( Good to know, thanks! And that was a very good roleplaying post, you have absolutely no reason not to. ;)

And it's Nikara. :) ))

LightFang
Aug 10, 2007, 05:54 PM
Well well, War Hero. I have been...enchanted by your reason to wish for dcbandicoot to be slain. Very well, then. Let it not be known that the Enchanter is an inexorable fool, and let it know that he can be persuaded by reason. Since our dear fellow mage Jono has not seen fit to explain his prophetic dream, I am inclined to believe that it is some sort of personal vendetta.

Thus, I am changing my vote to dcbandicoot.

Frozen In Ice
Aug 10, 2007, 06:43 PM
As Jono's copy I have expirence with those terrible dreams he gets, but if he can't explain them I will follow Ronin and vote dcbandicoot to die.

The13thRonin
Aug 10, 2007, 08:27 PM
HAlso, I would like to ask those that have been here if they know here the others have gone. It seems like when you "die" you don't really die, but dissapear and someone else takes your place....Ill go and create a potion that will hopefully make the answer more clearly

I have strong evidence to suggest that this will not continue and was a temporary trend. I have a feeling the next we pick to be slain will in fact die. If not then I believe one amongst us has the power to plane-shift people. If that person is helping those we have chosen to kill escape then he or she be in for it once the rest of us find out.

dcbandicoot
Aug 10, 2007, 08:51 PM
*bellows* You dare subvert my claim Healer Izipo? I pray this not be a mistake on your behalf, for if it is a mistake it will be made your last.

I grow sick of the acolytes trickery and deceit. Acolyte dcbandicoot should be the one to die. Seems the acolyte wants to tear the village apart by killing the villager most liable to take on the werewolf. I suspect he has dark, dark desires for this village.

I encourage all the others whom I have dealings with, and you know who you are to also mirror my vote. I will not be content to let this fool stand around and slander my name from the shadows. Not only has he provided NO information about his obviously shady past but he also is quick to forget that I was right about katika. For the benefit of the entire village Acolyte dcbandicoot must be executed so that we may co-exist and work in unison towards understanding and knowledge. So far Acolyte dcbandicoot has contributed nothing but unproven slander. I say it be the gallows for you fool.



You must be smoking the good stuff, sir.

(1) Since when do I need to provide information about myself to the likes of you? So you're a friggin' war hero. Who gives a damn? YOU were the one to jump up and claim the item to yourself, and you were the one to threaten Izipo right off the bat. You have even brainwashed our mayor into casting his vote anyway YOU see fit.

(2) Since when have you determined that you were RIGHT about katika? If anything, the evidence has shown that you were WRONG. The wolf kill and the village kill that YOU initiated were the exact same in every way, shape, and form.

It is of my opinion that if you die in the other portal, you come to this one as a copy of one of us, and when you die here, you are gone forever.

The acolyte walks over to Izipo and recites a prayer. Waiting, slowly, he turns his palms face up. Suddenly, his left palm drops to his side.

I cannot say I am as sure as I am of this as I am that katika, bullshido, and IZIPO are all innocents.

I voted for you based on your actions so far in this competition. I don't vote on the past, I vote on the actions of the present. EVERY LAST ONE OF YOU should hear me out on this. If you execute me tonight, I will be found an innocent. Maybe then you will believe me instead of this arrogant, pompous jerk of a war hero.

Ninjaedit: And one more thing: YOU taking control does not merit understanding and knowledge. Anyone who votes for me based on this fool's idiotic motives is truly a blind lemming voting with the crowd to make themself look good.

The acolyte walks over to the war hero and recites a different prayer. Then he spreads some dust on the ground near the Ronin. The ground turns an oddly purplish color, but beyond that nothing changes. Then he slowly walks away, and goes toward the gallow slowly.

The13thRonin
Aug 10, 2007, 08:57 PM
You die now dcbandicoot. Good day sir *walks off leaving dcbandicoot in mid-sentence*.

dcbandicoot
Aug 10, 2007, 09:17 PM
Screw you, War Hero. Let's go through why everyone voted for me.

You voted me because I pose a threat to you.
Chandrasekhar voted for me because you took over his vote.
Niklas voted for me because of your little speech and the fact that you're a war hero.
You guilted Rheinmetall when you didn't get your way with his vote.
Grillick voted for me to support you. So did Lightfang. And Frozen in Ice. By their own words.
Nahkarma used "previously stated reasons". Of which I found none, so I'm just going to assume that means that if there are enough votes it must be a logical conclusion, even if one person is responsible for 71% of them (2.5/3.5)


When I die an innocent, I hope every one of you has the good sense to kill him.

The13thRonin
Aug 10, 2007, 09:34 PM
Sorry dcbandicoot I missed most of that, I was sharpening my sword, would you like a few hacks to the neck or one clean swipe?

dcbandicoot
Aug 10, 2007, 09:44 PM
The acolyte spits in the war hero's face.

Come on, War Hero. Kill me. KILL ME! You'll be the next to rot in hell.

The13thRonin
Aug 10, 2007, 09:47 PM
The acolyte spits in the war hero's face.

Come on, War Hero. Kill me. KILL ME! You'll be the next to rot in hell.

I'll kill you with pleasure. You know nothing of hell Acolyte, nothing. The war heroes eyes stare into the distance

{Game Moderator please factor in for the fact that I'm going to kill dcbandicoot myself, I don't want him to die in the mage circle. Let the villagers tie him to a post in the center of the village and I'll have my way with him with my sword.}

dcbandicoot
Aug 10, 2007, 10:01 PM
{OOC: This day has roughly 31 RL hours left in it, yes? And I don't really think Ronin has a right to ask how I die (assuming I do die) especially considering the circumstances around the body of the previous two deaths, but I digress.}

Eventually, War Vet, people will see you for what you are. A dirty, scummy, lying, thieving, false-accusing, deceitful werewolf.

ethergar
Aug 10, 2007, 10:20 PM
<No, there is approximentally 6-7 more hours in the day.>

LightFang
Aug 10, 2007, 11:25 PM
Really really now. There's no need to yell and what not. Mr. War Hero, sir, we must observe the proper rituals, as you know. We must needs do it properly, or else not at all. You forget, death is fleeting, and only through the proper ritual can it happen. Of course, if it ends up like what happened the last few times, well, he'll just disappear, but this way, it's better than nothing. I wouldn't expect the mundane to understand, but try, okay?

The Enchanter nods grimly.

dcbandicoot
Aug 11, 2007, 01:16 AM
As I am about to 'die'..

I will say one last time.

When you find me innocent, maybe all of you will stop thinking like sheep and start using the mental capacities that have been afforded you. Your war hero places a vote, so he is therefore infallible, and at least one innocent death will come of it. I would bet my entire estate that at least two more come of it. That friendship/alliance that all of you have formed has at least one wolf in it. Consider that a friendly warning.

Before I die, I can reveal one last thing.

My special power has told me that Katika was an innocent, as was Bullshido. War Hero, you were wrong.

The acolyte contemplates setting fire to the place and running. He has the means to do it, after all. Why not? What was there to lose?

He then thought of Lugus. He retreated, once again, into the darkness, looked up at the sky, chanted a ritual, and revealed a small flame from his pack. The winds blew steadily, but the flame never wavered. He placed the candle on the ground, careful not to let the fire spread outside the seemingly never depleting wax. Finally, he lay on the ground, placed the candle on his chest and closed his eyes, and thanked Lugus for his escape from this never-ending hell.

The13thRonin
Aug 11, 2007, 01:43 AM
Lies and deceit, you die for your petty convictions Acolyte dcbandicoot.

Although LightFang is correct, we must observe the correct execution rituals. The war hero sighs

ethergar
Aug 11, 2007, 01:56 AM
<The GM confirms the presence of dcbandicoot's candle.>

The13thRonin
Aug 11, 2007, 01:58 AM
*Waves sword {and waits for the GM to confirm it}*.

ethergar
Aug 11, 2007, 02:06 AM
<You don't get more confirmation, that already happened.>

Niklas
Aug 11, 2007, 02:07 AM
(( Ronin, he already did way back. Now go answer your Ascension PMs instead. :whipped: ;) ))

The13thRonin
Aug 11, 2007, 02:20 AM
(( Ronin, he already did way back. Now go answer your Ascension PMs instead. :whipped: ;) ))

I have, and I wanted re-confirmation :(.

Izipo
Aug 11, 2007, 03:26 AM
Today is a sad day indeed. The day where we see a group of people led by a war hero full of rage take over the village. Dcbandicoot is right, the werewolf is certainly in your group, statistics will prove this.
I hope people will realize in time what lies and deceit have done to our village.

It is easy to follow the trend, but this leads only to disaster if the trend-setter is a werewolf...

Dcbandicoot, as I see your fate is sealed, I bid you farewell in the next life, wherever it may be. We'll meet again soon I'm afraid.

I shall now retire to my humble adobe to perform some rites to protect the village.

Sepuku
Aug 11, 2007, 06:04 AM
I do see some sense in what dcbandicoot has said. The reason why I chose not to vote was because I saw no reason to submit someone to death for no reason then his name was the first to come to mind. However since your fate has already been sealed, I have to hope that you are the werewolf and that this horror will end soon. Im sorry if you are innocent though dcbandicoot, and may your life in the other world be more just and fair then it has been in this one.

ethergar
Aug 11, 2007, 06:07 AM
It's Sunset
Day Two of the Crisis

Trammin Kroth’s condition had been steadily worsening throughout the day. This can be a hard detail to notice when the man was just shy of being completely decapitated. Since the general consensus had been that the Looking Glass was sustaining his life, the closer he was to it, the better chance he had.

As it turned out, if anything, moving Kroth to rest just under the red monolith only slowed the inevitable. Death is a constant of Erebus, and Arawn will have his prize, whether he has to wait a hundred years, or a hundred, hundred years. When the villagers began to arrive at the site of the prior evening’s dread ritual, Kroth was all but gone. The shroud of Arawn was all upon him, as his skin had turned a bluish-grey. The blood still trickled from his neck, as if to defiantly stand against the long night clouding his steadily deadening eyes, but it was a insolence that was weak: like a child’s rebellion against their mother. Sudden and terrible it is, perhaps, but one revolution that folds quickly to the authority of that glare that can only come from a women that went through labor and survived -- no minor feat.

Kroth did not have the luxury of survival. As the village assembled, they watched him give his last raking breath and his life was snuffed out. The cloak moved on, and many felt the chill of death pass over them as the uncaring god passed from Kroth’s broken body back to the underworld, to add to his collection.

The village quieted. Was this the way they would all go now? For surely, disappearings and reappearings are one thing, but this was the face of death they stared at. Tonight’s ritual would bring a life down, the feeling was sure. The mood was one of solemn faces, yet a heavy anxiety hung in the air. A village of immortals forgets the sanctity of life after just a few short centuries. Live hundreds of years, and it becomes impossible to think that people’s lives are cut short in a matter of decades. Some do not even reach a decade. Even reach a year.

Tolis would not give them their reverie, however, for she stormed into the crowd and pointed an ancient finger at dcbandicoot. “You!” the elder crone announced, “it is time to face fate!” The crowd was rendered speechless. Tolis had barely participated in the ritual of yesterday, but it was quickly apparent that she had a different plan in store. The elder magi moved the condemned in place, who was now appeared nearly serene, despite his immediate fate, he cooperated without question. She then turned her attention to the crowd while shooing the curious watchers away a healthy distance, Tolis raised her hands high into the air and begins a steady chant of arcane words. She paused only to lean down the acolyte and whisper in his ear. Later it is remarked that someone heard her say “I’m sorry, but this is for the good of all.” No one is able to remark who could have overheard the whisper though, far away as the crowd was assembled. Whatever the message, the end swiftly followed. Tolis turned and faced the crowd as if allowing the Looking Glass a measure of privacy. A possibility, for what occurred next turned the stomachs of those observing. Only Tolis did not turn and face the spectacle. The giant gemstone had long produced light, an ever streaming source of it, but no one had ever expect a hand to emerge from the smooth surface.

But one did. An ethereal ghostly hand it was, and it floated over dcbandicoot like a vulture waiting to descend. No vulture though, when it did move, it did so with the ferocity of a hunting bird: swift and merciless. The wraithlike red hand clamped down over the prone body, but the onlookers could see it clearly passed through the body, the giant fingers easily slipped through the ground as well. Slowly, inexorably, the hand retreated. Whatever it had braved the outside world for, it had found, and made a steady retreat back to the catacombs inside the Looking Glass.

Just before the hand reentered, the face of Tolis could be seen clearest, and the villagers knew why she had chosen to face the crowd, rather than watch the sentence she had begun. It was to show the village her decision was not one of malice or strife, but desperation, for in her face they could see the awful torment what she had begun had caused her. Down her cheeks they could see a line of tears had broken free of their eye prison, and streaked for freedom. The sight was moving, but it was also short-lived, for as the hand passed back inside, the Looking Glass exploded with light and Tolis became just a silhouette. When the flare had died, Tolis was already making her way back to her hut.

The village followed, only stopping to confirm what they already knew:
dcbandicoot was dead, and a quite normal human.

The village returned to their huts even later than the previous night. They had escaped having to make a dread decision, yet were faced with a great fear: Kroth had died. Surely, what was once a distant memory was now an icy true reality: immortals no longer, the village had to expect that the one the werewolf picked tonight would be a corpse by morning.

It is nighttime!
Werewolf, submit your kill via PM!
Those with night actions, perform them!
Public posting is suspended!

Sepuku
Aug 11, 2007, 06:13 AM
((ahhh dangit, forgot for a second time!
sorry ethergar))

ethergar
Aug 12, 2007, 04:33 AM
As would be expected in such circumstances, this was another sleepless night. Indeed, a tangible fear hung in the air and each villager was even more terrified than the night prior, for these once immortals had faced the certainty of death, and feared its coming.

As before, the night nearly drew to a close before the attack came. There the similarities ended, however. Unlike the silent strike that cumulated with the red flash of a day before, this one was loud and fearsome. Howls for mercy could be heard as the villagers huddled in their unprotected shelters hoping the fighting would not spread, hoping they would not be next.

It's Sunrise
Day Three of the Crisis

Their cowardly behavior was well rewarded, nearly universally. As the false sun began a laborious climb to the center of the sky, the villagers began to show themselves, and inspect the town for the cause of the last night’s skirmish.

It did not take long to secure the location: Rheinmetall’s shack was discovered missing an entire wall, though it was not clear whether the werewolf entered that way, left, or in the midst of the grisly work had accidentally removed a wall or two. The carnage was even more disturbing than that of Kroth, again with the tell-tale signs of a lycanthrope scattered the murderous scene, but this time, the wolf seemed to be invigorated by the scent of death from last night’s exhibition. The claw marks seemed especially deep, as if Rheinmetall was ripped apart for pleasure; to hear the screams as the razor-sharp blades slit through the flesh. The bites were also especially vicious, as blood splatters were found as far as thirty feet away from the corpse. But the shock did not end there, for by his side lay Sepuku, dead as dead can be. He too faced the same gruesome desecration that the werewolf had brought upon the guardsman, but signs of sword wounds were found as well.

This raised a great many questions, not the least of, why would Sepuku and Rheinmetall be fighting? Had their scuffle somehow turned deadly when the guardsman drew his sword on the alchemist? And the werewolf? Attracted by the noise and ambushed them both? It was a puzzle that lacked a satisfactory answer, but it was clear from the corpses one thing:

Both Rheinmetall and Sepuku were humans, and both are very and completely dead. Rheinmetall’s sword, quite common, was shattered in the fight. Given the way the metal is bent in places, one can only assume that it was destroyed in the fight against the werewolf, rather than against a human. Further inspection of what is left of his hut reveals a lock-box has been smashed open. The contents have been ransacked. Whatever was there is now in possession of the werewolf. On Sepuku’s body, the villagers discover a small Black Egg, missed by the brute, perhaps because the time grew to late to perform a complete search. The egg will be voted upon in the upcoming days.

This day the stakes were high, as death had entered the village in full force, it would take all the intelligence these magi had to offer to corner their prey and bring the beast to justice, before all was too late.

It is daytime!
Villagers, place your votes for execution!
Villagers, place your votes for item possession!
Public posting is open!

The13thRonin
Aug 12, 2007, 04:58 AM
The War Hero falls the floor and cries out to the heavens.

I be the last of the mundane, black day this be, black day this be.

Jono
Aug 12, 2007, 05:00 AM
The last of the mundane and the first werewolf to fall...

The13thRonin
Aug 12, 2007, 05:05 AM
The last of the mundane and the first werewolf to fall...

What the hells that meant to mean? Surely you do not accuse me!

Jono
Aug 12, 2007, 05:08 AM
I think I made myself clear.

The13thRonin
Aug 12, 2007, 05:11 AM
If I was the werewolf how would it serve me to kill two of my allies?

The presence of a second kill suggests one of the newcomers is a werewolf and under my logic, if there is a parallel village as there seems to be then the same person in the other village should be the werewolf in this one. Therefore I think either Jono or Grillick is the werewolf. Due to Jono's recent suspicious activity I am led to believe it to be him. I vote we execute Jono.

I claim the small black egg seeing as I missed out on the wolfs-bane.

Niklas
Aug 12, 2007, 05:27 AM
The old astrologer stares at the seen in shock, unable to avert her eyes at first. When finally she does, she is visibly shaken, but there is resolve in her eyes.

Two gruesome things have happened here it seems, not just one. Why would Rheinmetall and Sepuku fight? It seems clear to me that whatever the reason for their quarrel, the werewolf came upon them both. Sepuku was unlucky to be in Rheinmetall's house when the werewolf came calling. But why would he be there? And why would Rheinmetall attack him? I fear we will never know. I disagree with the War Hero's reasoning about the double werewolves however, seeing how one werewolf would likely be powerful enough to kill two innocents at once. I think the alchemist was simply in the wrong place.

As for who the werewolf is, I fear I have no leads. I still find it very unlikely though that our dear War Hero is the guilty one. I do have an interesting thought though. Each of us seem to have powers that can be useful to ensure the ultimate demise of the werewolf, though most of us do not wish to have them known, for fear of becoming targets of the wolf. Each innocent lost is a tragedy not only for the loss of their life, but also for the loss of their power. However, there are now among us two whose appearance, and presumably powers, are duplicated - Frozen In Ice and e350tb. They are most likely innocents, if their own stories of how they came here are true, and I believe them. This means that for the powers that they have, if their duplicates (who are not proven innocent) were to be killed then at least their powers would still be among us, and the loss would not be as great.

For this reason, and for his accusations, I vote Jono to be executed.

As for the black egg, it seems that its powers would be best in the hands of a mage, as it is likely to be an item of magical power. My appologies dear Ronin. I think Tolis should have the black egg.

Izipo
Aug 12, 2007, 05:28 AM
Although it is a possibility the double kill does not suggest two werewolves, maybe Sepuku was killed by Rheinmetall... And his body later desecrated by the wolf in anger.

Maybe the werewolf was in a blood-frenzy and killed them both while they were fighting. Nobody will ever know for sure.

And you war hero, why did you not try to defend your "allies" ?
We had hoped you would defend us against this dire threat, is this sword only good for waving and bravado ?
I'm growing tired of your antics, I vote for the13thRonin to be executed.
And I agree with Nikara, Tolis should have the black egg.

The13thRonin
Aug 12, 2007, 05:38 AM
Although it is a possibility the double kill does not suggest two werewolves, maybe Sepuku was killed by Rheinmetall... And his body later desecrated by the wolf in anger.

Maybe the werewolf was in a blood-frenzy and killed them both while they were fighting. Nobody will ever know for sure.

And you war hero, why did you not try to defend your "allies" ?
We had hoped you would defend us against this dire threat, is this sword only good for waving and bravado ?
I'm growing tired of your antics, I vote for the13thRonin to be executed.
And I agree with Nikara, Tolis should have the black egg.

So I am to be executed for needing to sleep now? The War Hero chuckles to himself

The humorous demeanor falls from the War Heroes face You fool Izipo, if you can't heal the werewolf's victims what makes you think I should be able to protect them? I can only fight the werewolf if it chooses to directly attack me or (I presume) if we expose who in this village it is.

You execute me and you kill your only chance at combating the wolf after you expose it. But go ahead if you so wish Izipo, seal this villages fate. I hope others do not follow your example. But if they do I will go to the gallows peaceful knowing that you only serve to slit your own throat with my death.

I agree with one thing though. I cancel my claim on the item, Tolis should have the black egg, it would do him more good to have it.

Oh and I almost forgot, after further consultation (I still have Chandrasekhar's proxy vote) Chandrasekhar has decided that I am correct and that Jono should be executed.

Izipo
Aug 12, 2007, 05:52 AM
You place too much faith in your abilities Ronin.
What good was a sword against the wolf ? go and ask Rheinmetall.
Only the crystal can kill the werewolf, if not, what would be the point of bringing executees to the crystal ? Have you not seen what happened last night ?

Your suspicions were wrong since the beginning, you happen to have the mayor's ear and a strong voice to lead the flock. Two are already dead because of you, let the madness stop ! This is why I think you must be executed. And I also find very suspicious to pretend you were sleeping last night.

The13thRonin
Aug 12, 2007, 05:57 AM
You place too much faith in your abilities Ronin.
What good was a sword against the wolf ? go and ask Rheinmetall.
Only the crystal can kill the werewolf, if not, what would be the point of bringing executees to the crystal ? Have you not seen what happened last night ?

Your suspicions were wrong since the beginning, you happen to have the mayor's ear and a strong voice to lead the flock. Two are already dead because of you, let the madness stop ! This is why I think you must be executed. And I also find very suspicious to pretend you were sleeping last night.

Pretend? I presume you were awake and up to no good dear Izipo? Some of us need to sleep to keep our mortal bodies functioning. Of course dear Izipo if you are the wolf maybe you need not for sleep?

Look to the past, I have only protected my name or the villages welfare against those who attack me over and over or who have proven their guilt. This time Jono looks to seize upon opportunity and succeed where dcbandicoot failed. Look to Jono's first vote, you'll see he came out swinging for my blood from the start. Why be it wrong for me to call for his then?

Oh and unlike me you have no confirmed abilities, it is doubtful whether you have any potentially useful attributes to fight against the werewolf or help this village at all. I have a big sharp piece of metal and that good sir is a confirmed truth.

Niklas
Aug 12, 2007, 05:57 AM
And you war hero, why did you not try to defend your "allies" ?
We had hoped you would defend us against this dire threat, is this sword only good for waving and bravado ?
I'm growing tired of your antics, I vote for the13thRonin to be executed
Come now, let us approach the situation with calm and rational heads. Should one of us be killed because of antics? Surely finding the werewolf should take precedence!

While it is true that the War Hero is loud in voice and quick to anger, does that make him a werewolf? He was unable to protect his friend Rheinmetall, does that make him a werewolf? I think not, since it would have been better for him to have his friend and ally alive to support him during the day. So why vote for him to die? If anyone can put forth credible motivations why the War Hero is a werewolf I will listen to them. Until then I remain convinced that this is not the case.

Jono
Aug 12, 2007, 05:58 AM
Tolis is the only one here to have proven her innocence to me, and for that reason, I believe she should receive the black egg.

Grillick
Aug 12, 2007, 10:20 AM
While I would very much like to have the egg, I don't hold any illusions that I might be able to earn enough people's trust to acquire it. I'll refrain from voting regarding the egg, for now.

As for the execution, it seems to me that Rheinmetall was killed in an effort on the part of the wolf to frame Jono for his death. Jono had been the most outspoken opponent of Rheinmetall, encouraging us all to vote for him to be executed, and so naturally his death would lead us to believe we should vote for Jono.

Therefore, I cannot vote for Jono, nor can I vote for The13thRonin, as he is a good and dear friend of mine. I'll have to vote for Nahkarma for now, as he has expressed his wishes to discover the true nature of our prison.

Allysian_Fields
Aug 12, 2007, 01:06 PM
hmmm. two dead in one evening? Very odd indeed. I vote Jono to be executed. There must be something ggoing on here, and I am determined to figure out what that something is. I also vote that Tolis should get the black egg.

LightFang
Aug 12, 2007, 02:12 PM
The Enchanter staggers out. He finds the wreckage and studies it, normally fiery eyes dampened.

Well, well. I don't really know what to think...

But Tolis can have the egg.

As for today's victim, well, I don't really know whom to choose...for now, I will listen to our esteemed Nikara and vote for Jono.

Nothing personal, good man.

Jono
Aug 12, 2007, 09:05 PM
Fools.....

The13thRonin
Aug 13, 2007, 12:49 AM
That's what you get for attempting to manipulate the masses against an honest, hard working innocent Jono. We don't even know what role you play, we can only assume you hide something.

Jono
Aug 13, 2007, 01:05 AM
I did not lie about my dream. Darkness isn't always a sign of lycanthropy. Whatever Rheinmetall was, he was not innocent. Think about it, did he not kill Sepuku?

The13thRonin
Aug 13, 2007, 01:07 AM
I did not lie about my dream. Darkness isn't always a sign of lycanthropy. Whatever Rheinmetall was, he was not innocent.

And then again... You would say that wouldn't you? The War Hero touches at the sword hanging from his side

Jono
Aug 13, 2007, 01:13 AM
Do you truly believe me to be afflicted? A werewolf? Me? If it were your duplicate who arrived here, you'd be first on the chopping block too.

The13thRonin
Aug 13, 2007, 01:53 AM
That... And the fact that if you die I wouldn't be sorry considering your swift move to kill me.

Frozen In Ice
Aug 13, 2007, 09:27 PM
Tolis can have the egg, and maybe she'll be able to figure out what it does. However I vote for Jono to be executed. He was the one that originaly wanted Rheinmetall dead.

Jono
Aug 14, 2007, 01:20 AM
You know very well why I wanted Rheinmetall dead! And you know that I am innocent. Why the hell would you want me executed?

LightFang
Aug 14, 2007, 01:58 AM
Refresh my memory. Why did you want Rheinmetall dead?

{this isn't a biting post, actually, I seriously forgot :p}

Tolis
Aug 14, 2007, 02:12 AM
just to show my vote wont matter, i will vote for supporting myself
i do not want any part in jono's death, but it is inevitable.

The13thRonin
Aug 14, 2007, 02:24 AM
Let not the next day bring another to challenge me, I have been challenged for two days in a row now and I wish not to be responsible for killing another who attempts to cast me down. I have no wish to call for more blood unless it is to save my own. Let this be known.

Nahkarma
Aug 14, 2007, 04:31 AM
OOC: I lucked out on the timing, I didn't even miss one stage of the game when I was away (Sat 7 pm - Mon 8 pm PST)

With the arrival of a new item on the scene, I believe that Tolis is the most deserving of this item, as I had said about the wolfsbane as well. In my mind the only person I believe to be innocent for sure, with the exception of myself, is Tolis. This being said, I do not think that Jono is guilty. The way it has played out seems to make me think he is innocent. He had asked for Rheinmetall's death. When it didn't happen, he died anyways. If he was truely a werewolf he could just ask for the vote to go to rheinmetall again. Killing Rheinmetall RIGHT after proposing to vote for him would be suicide. Also, if he was a werewolf he would know that rheinmetall was innocent. If he has asked for a vote, saying that Rheinmetall as evil, and we had voted him to die, he would look even more suspicious. I can not, in good faith, vote for Jono to die. In my mind, the evidence put against him is faulty and he has not done anything to warrant his death. That being said, my vote shall support Jono. If you can give me a good reason why what I have said is wrong, I shall change my vote. The way things are now, I can see not reasons to be suspicious of Jono.

That being said, I have come to realize that the13thronin can not be a werewolf unless he is hiding some magical power from the rest of us (which is unlikely). I do not believe that a mundane could hide his werewolf presence from us for such a long time without having some sort of power to prevent his transformation. I can only conclude that one ore more of the magi are werewolves... Well now that I have said this, if there were mulitple werewolves, the magi could prevent the mundane's transformation as well. From the way things are going, there seems to be only one werewolf (OOC: from gm post: "Werewolf, submit your kill via PM!"). At this point, I have no real werewolf leads.

The13thRonin
Aug 14, 2007, 04:37 AM
This being said, I do not think that Jono is guilty. The way it has played out seems to make me think he is innocent. He had asked for Rheinmetall's death. When it didn't happen, he died anyways. If he was truely a werewolf he could just ask for the vote to go to rheinmetall again. Killing Rheinmetall RIGHT after proposing to vote for him would be suicide.

Unless he's smart and had the forethought to think we'd work along that line of logic. In a mafia game I played the exact same move to Rheinmetall. I'd also like it to be noted I won that game.

Also, if he was a werewolf he would know that rheinmetall was innocent.

Well duh, if he was a werewolf he'd want to kill the innocents, I think that's a given.

A vote in support of Jono is a direct vote against me seeing as I'm the next in line to hang. Your actions are not thought out villager Nahkarma. I do not force you to vote for Jono to hang but I implore you to stop supporting him. I do not look upon this with favor.

ethergar
Aug 14, 2007, 05:39 AM
It's Sunset
Day Three of the Crisis

As the false sun slowly drifts down towards the edge of the tree line, the village begins to file out to the base of the Looking Glass. It was not uncommon for the villagers to avoid the Looking Glass throughout their daily lives. It was such an omnipresent force in their life, any measure of privacy from the garish red light was a welcome relief. Upon their arrival, they found a sight not visible from a distance, and instantly disturbing to each and every villager.

The monolithic crystal was named, as any villager could tell you, due to its mirror-like surface. Large portions of the gigantic gem were a smooth as a frozen lake, and had similar properties. By looking deep into the Looking Glass, one could make out the village through the other side, but it was clouded and distorted. As the villagers descended for their nightly gruesome work, they were greeted by dark lines that further interrupted the view through the crystal. These splitting lines broke and rejoined creating a mesh throughout the inner surface of the great stone that reminded those that stared at the unusual discoloration both as cracks upon an earthenware basin, just before the clay disintegrates, as well as the veins of a human body.

It was the blackness of those veins that caused the most uneasy eyes. As if poison was coursing through the life-force of the crystal. Any knowledged physician will tell you quickly that the best way to cure poison is a good bleeding, letting the melancholic imbalance drain away give way to a healthy sanguine level in the bloodstream. This was all well and good, and no doubt the village would have bled the Looking Glass right then and there… except… how do you bleed a what is essentially a giant rock?

As before, Tolis arrived late, but her eyes were full of purpose. In her left hand she clasped the newly distributed Black Egg. She wasted no time in preparing her ritual, which was identical to last night’s, with the exception that Jono takes the place of dcbandicoot. And the two could not be any more different. Where the acolyte faced his fate with serenity, Jono seemed more disposed to rage. To his last moments, he rebuked his executioners, their logic, and tried to make them see his reason. But though he had fought tooth and nail the entire day, it was to no avail. Time had run out.

Unceremoniously, Tolis finished her preparations by “helping” Jono to the ground in the form of a swift shove. Bound as he was, there was no getting up, and he squirmed as Tolis again bent down to whisper in his ear. What was said this time was not repeated, if anyone heard at all.

Again, the hand rose from the Looking Glass, and again it swiftly clamped its ethereal fingers tightly around the doomed villager, as if squeezing the life out of him. Surely a possibility, for though the hand was clearly incorporeal, once retreating, it was revealed that Jono lay as stiff on the ground as a dead man could lay.

Jono is innocent! And dead! Very, definitely dead. Deep in one pocket, the villagers discover a string of twenty one silver beads. The Silver Beads will be voted upon starting on the next day.

As the villagers came up to inspect this fact, they noticed a remarkable change in the Looking Glass. The black lines were fading from view. Whatever Tolis’s reasoning, it appeared that the elder magi of the village was feeding the dead to the Looking Glass in an attempt to heal its numerous ailments.

As the villagers dispersed, the question hung in the air. Is the way of life they had known for so long too far gone? Has whatever foulness that bestruck the Looking Glass, bringing death back into the folds of the village , dealt an irresistible blow, just as the werewolf dealt to Kroth, who hung on to no avail, or will Tolis’ magics cause an end to the nightmare?

Pressing questions, but ones that would have to remain answerless. The magic that was the Looking Glass was far too complicated to understand. More than likely the fact that it operated at all, much less for as long as it has was more of a fluke than a representation of any real mastery over magic. And, as the saying goes, any idiot can ride a dragon, but most tend to… fall off.

<Tolis was gifted the Black Egg by majority vote earlier in the day.>

It is nighttime!
Werewolf, submit your kill via PM!
Those with night actions, perform them!
Public posting is suspended!

Allysian_Fields
Aug 14, 2007, 06:47 PM
Another innocent...gone. Lightfang: why do you sit silent as one falls after another? Does this not bother you?

Niklas
Aug 14, 2007, 06:58 PM
(( Ssssshhh, we're trying to sleep here. :gripe: ;) ))

ethergar
Aug 15, 2007, 04:36 AM
It's Sunrise
Day Four of the Crisis

This past night the village had reached their limit and finally collapsed into slumber; most villagers had been staying up in fear since the crisis had begun without any sleep, but there is a point when the body will have no more, and no matter the terror that may lay just outside the door, sleep will come. The rest was needed, though overdue as it was, most of the village slept in, quietly dozing through the murderous actions afoot. No signs of battle woke the village, no clash of metal against claw, only the gentle snoring of those long tardy for sleep broke the silence this night.

When the villagers did emerge from their huts, it had been day for several hours already. The customary search of the village begun belated, but in earnest. The dead was found in his bed, appearing rather peaceful compared to the others the werewolf had visited. As if giving mercy to the town, this night the werewolf had killed the sleeping villager before desecrating the body, for surely the village would have woken had screams broken their dozings.

The healer, Izipo was dead. Having plenty of time, the werewolf had ransacked the small hut completely. Jars of broken herbs and bandages lined the floors. The searching had to be complete, and if there was anything of value here, it certainly was missing now.

Izipo is innocently dead, sleeping forever like a baby.

Stoically, the town moved to the business of the day. There was no more time for tears. Not while the werewolf walked among them with impunity. But today was another day. A chance to inflict change upon the village: something that the villagers had sorely missed, and they meant to exercise that nearly forgotten power to the best of their ability.

It is daytime!
Villagers, place your votes for execution!
Villagers, place your votes for item possession!
Public posting is open!

The13thRonin
Aug 15, 2007, 04:52 AM
I claim the Silver Beads. My sword is of iron and I must have some silver if I am expected to fight the werewolf.

Ah... And then there were ten... The War Hero turns his gaze upon the haggard looking villagers

This reminds me of a battle I once participated in before I came to this village, the infamous "Battle of Fremont". Surrounded from all sides the noble knights and men of the West were all but lost. Charging through the ranks the foe scythed us down where we stood. I lost many friends to the fell forces of the North that day. The War Hero wipes a tear from his face before continuing

Then from the shambles of the ranks a mighty cry was heard and one lone soldier charged forward followed by tens before hundreds. The sun glinted off our armor that day and for one moment we were untouchable. From the jaws of defeat we snatched a heroic victory, but at a terrible cost. Out of the thousands that fought less than a hundred returned.

There can be no victory without loss men, no glory without danger. The War Hero unsheathes his sword and stabs it into the air Fight we shall, until reduced to our knees. Even then we will not bow before our enemy, no, men of our fair village we have lost much but now is the time. In the heat of battle shall we be routed? NO! Shall we be defeated? NO! Together let us charge forward crushing the fiend werewolf under heel.

FOR THE VILLAGE! The War Hero swings his sword in a wide arc before the villagers before again sheathing it Forward men, to victory!

Niklas
Aug 15, 2007, 05:14 AM
The old crone seems somewhat amused by the War Hero's outburst.

Men? Oh sure, you men can do the fighting and charging and sword swinging, and me and my dear sister Tolis can do the thinking. That seems to be women's doing after all.

It is interesting to note that the last truly outspoken opponent of our dear Ronin has now been killed. It would seem to me that the wolf is trying to put the blame on the War Hero, but I am not fooled. I say look to the inconspicious, that is where the wolf is hiding.

And who is the most inconspicious of all? Why, there is one among us who hasn't said more than a few syllables. e350tb may not be the werewolf, but his death would be mourned by no one, and we would not lose someone who could be of use in the hunt. After all, whatever powers he might possess our dear Grillick shares.

As for the silver beads, a necklace is a woman's accoutrements. My neck is unadorned, and the silver would go well together with my hair. I vote me to have the string of beads.

(( OOC: e350tb said elsewhere that he lost interest in this game, and I'd rather have dedicated players around. ))

The13thRonin
Aug 15, 2007, 05:18 AM
The War Hero looks at the Astrologer in shock You have your sprig of wolfs-bane Astrologer let me have this item. You are not a fighter and you have no need for further protection. Silver can kill a werewolf what good would this do to you? One who has voiced that she is unwilling to fight. Give them to me so I may wrap them around my sword.

Chandrasekhar
Aug 15, 2007, 08:24 AM
The Scholar finally emerges from his studies after almost two days of study and contemplation. With dark circles under his eyes and rumpled robes, it's clear he's not been idle all this time. He finds a written record of all that had occured over the past two days. Sighing at reading about each murder and execution, he remains mostly impassive as he reads the detailed record, stopping only once to abruptly stand up and bite off a curse. After reaching the present day, he stands to address the villagers.

Hm... Many, many interesting things have happened while I was secluded. While they may have turned out differently had I been here, I will not say I'm dissatisfied with the War Hero's handling of matters during my absence. I, too, am somewhat bemused by how the War Hero's opposition seems to have melted away entirely, but that in itself is not a reason for much suspicion.

Of course, it's probably still better to let our Astrologer pick the executee for once. I agree with her reasoning, though in other circumstances I'd want to especially protect those duplicates in our village - for further study, you see. I suppose it is fortunate that two of them came to us. As things stand, I vote e350tb to die.

I'll not vote either way with the Silver Beads, at least for now. While the War Hero seems anything but defenseless, the Astrologer does already have the wolfsbane. If any otherwise helpless villager was to be given these beads, I'd prefer that person to be me... But I will place no vote at the moment.

Grillick
Aug 15, 2007, 10:34 AM
I would like Chandrasekhar to have the beads, if I cannot have them myself. I will follow in my wise friend's path, and vote for my double to be executed. If he's not doing anything to help us, then he is hurting us.

Niklas
Aug 15, 2007, 12:55 PM
Ah War Hero, you are totally correct. An old woman's fears are hard to resist, but I am already as well-protected as I need to be. The wolfsbane will keep me safe from harm at night, just as your sword will keep you safe. But I don't see how a string of beads could be an offensive weapon, wrapped around your sword they would likely only dull the edge, no? So I will vote Chandrasekhar to have the beads, just as he wishes.

LightFang
Aug 15, 2007, 01:30 PM
{Silver beads? Refresh my memory. I have seen no mention of these beads until Ronin's post right after ethergar's...}

Ahh, goodly scholarly friend, it's very nice to have you back. This village is a tad less...enchanting...without your insight.

I will have e350tb's death. {OOC: I was seriously irked when he said he lost interest in this game. Man.} If he will not help us, then perhaps he is being as inconspicuous as possible. He did it a bit too well though - that stonewall of silence is mighty suspicious. And, as our esteemed crone has said, his death would be missed by no one.

Niklas
Aug 15, 2007, 01:31 PM
(( Check the update for last evening. ))

Tolis
Aug 15, 2007, 01:32 PM
Chand should get the beads
and grillick's clone should bite the dust

LightFang
Aug 15, 2007, 01:47 PM
{Oh, oops. I had to open the spoiler and reread it. Evil.}

Well, well, beads, hmm? There are twenty-one of them, and each one is a reason why I support Chandrasekhar to get the silver beads. We need intelligence as well as war heroes, do we not?

Nahkarma
Aug 15, 2007, 02:15 PM
Chandrasekhar should receive the beads as his knowledge could save us all. As for who should die, e350tb seems to be suspiciously absent from village discussions.

Allysian_Fields
Aug 15, 2007, 04:53 PM
Yes, Chandreskhar should have the silver beads. e350tb? yes... e350tb to be executed. His silence is the only sound i hear right now....

ethergar
Aug 15, 2007, 05:17 PM
Chandrasekhar confirms that the majority vote is in: the Silver Beads are permanently his.

Chandrasekhar
Aug 15, 2007, 05:36 PM
Upon confirming that the beads do indeed belong to him now, the Scholar begins a closer examination.

Well... Well, well. How interesting. These beads... seem to be simple, inert silver. They smell a bit funny, but then they did belong to Jono. I'll keep them safe for now, though perhaps we will find some use for them in the future.

The13thRonin
Aug 16, 2007, 12:43 AM
Nahkarma should die. I'm sick of the wall of silence in this village. Miscommunication will be the death of us and Nahkarma has yet to even reveal his role in our village.

Nahkarma
Aug 16, 2007, 01:47 AM
You need to get your ears checked. I have said that I am the youngest of the mages and that I was apprenticed to Tolis. Please give your head a smack to see what comes out before you complain about something that has already been said.

As for miscommunication, everyone you condemn to death is innocent, they proclaim they are innocent, you have no real evidence besides them not liking you and you are WRONG every time. I am sick of you killing off the wrong people. If my theory is correct, we won't need to think about who to vote for next. Don't worry it isn't you, but I don't want to let this person know who they are in case what I am thinking IS right. I don't think you are a werewolf as I stated before, but I DO think you are going about the hunt the wrong way.

Regardless of his innocence, unless Ronin is stopped from his rampage, more innocents will die by his hand. I am not saying this to try to save my own life as 1. I am not in danger of being voted for and 2. I am sure the ones I think are werewolves are going to kill me tonight. That being said I have sent my suspicions to those I trust as well as some people I am fifty/fifty on.

The13thRonin
Aug 16, 2007, 02:12 AM
I stick by my convictions.

Tell us of your talents and I withdraw my vote.

Nahkarma
Aug 16, 2007, 05:45 AM
I am a thaumaturge. Does that tell you anything? Not really. Therefore I do not see why it is important. All it says is that I am some kind of miracle worker. Role in the village and talents are two different things. I have not had to use my talents to support this village besides mundane incantations that anyone with half a brain could do. Besides the fact that I myself can not always control what kind of miracle I produce.

Nahkarma starts to walk away and then turns around as if suddenly making up his mind about something

I have come to the conclusion that an item I have in my possession may grant me powers to deal with the wolves. Until this point, I had been afraid to put it on as it seems unlikely to come without side effects. Since I think that I will soon be the target of death, I have decided to chance these side effects.

Nahkarma goes into his house and comes out holding a fearsome looking mask that looks very intimidating and scares the living poopdeck out of some of the villagers standing around. As soon as he knew everyone was looking, he put on the mask.

The13thRonin
Aug 16, 2007, 05:53 AM
I withdraw my vote on Nahkarma but I warn him that he was out of line with his previous sentiments about "Ronin's Rampage".

I vote e350tb to be executed.

ethergar
Aug 16, 2007, 02:14 PM
<The GM confirms the presence of Nahkarma's mask.>

Allysian_Fields
Aug 16, 2007, 02:14 PM
What a horrid thing to wear, Nahkarma... it would be foolish to ask what it does, but try not to scare us ladies, especially Niklara. I am sure she has had enough scares in her life...

LightFang
Aug 16, 2007, 03:04 PM
Will the mask really help against wolves? I think we fear them more than they fear that creepy mask.

Frozen In Ice
Aug 16, 2007, 08:15 PM
Why are we voting to execute e350tb? He has kept quiet but we are pretty sure that he is innocent. Wouldn't it make more sense to try to find a werewolf? I wish I could abstain from from this vote but since I can't, I vote to support e350tb. It's not like my vote will make a difference anyway.

Nahkarma
Aug 16, 2007, 09:45 PM
OOC: he will be kicked from the game soon by ether anyways, might as well kill him off

ethergar
Aug 17, 2007, 04:49 AM
It's Sunset
Day Four of the Crisis

This day, the villagers had decided their mark quickly, e350tb, the strange duplicate of Grillick had taken to an extreme silence since his arrival, and some questioned whether or not he could talk. As deciding the execution was not much of a concern, the village spent much of the rest of the day in quiet contemplation; a loneliness that the village had spent many a hundred years perfecting. It was not until recently that more gregarious behavior had taken root. It is strange what a common enemy will do to personality.

Though, unlike the solitary attitudes the magi had practiced in years past, many spent more time this day near the Looking Glass. They were studying the black lines that were again spreading over its surface. Whatever Tolis had done, it was short lived, for the dark streaks were appearing by the hour, and rapidly. By dusk there were many more than the prior night.

Seeing the blackness spread over the Looking Glass as it did, many were eager for the nightly execution. Tolis did not disappoint, repeating her performance again against the passive e350tb. This night, however, while the black infection did retreat, it did not fade completely. Whatever was occurring, it was becoming ever more dire. And the question on everyone’s mind was the same: what would occur when the werewolf was found? The villagers cannot keep this up forever, and even now they were losing ground. What will happen when the village runs out of sacrifices to their crimson god? What happens when the blackness blots out the red light? What happens to a way of life when life ends…

It is nighttime!
Werewolf, submit your kill via PM!
Those with night actions, perform them!
Public posting is suspended!

ethergar
Aug 18, 2007, 06:22 AM
It's Sunrise
Day Five of the Crisis

Strange things are a foot in the village tonight. As in previous nights, the sounds of battle are everywhere. However, when the villagers finally crept from their homes to inspect the town, there is no one dead!

Indeed, the population actually grew by one. A new villager, who names himself Splime has appeared mysteriously. Like the strange Others that appeared before, Splime is a copy. However, he is… well, a he. So far as anyone can tell, this newoldcomer is a male version of katika, identical in nearly every way, and yet different.

Yet the strangeness does not end with this bizarre regendered appearance. Niklas’s hut has clearly been attacked. Attacked may be too kind. The hut looks as if a war zone occurred there. There are several large holes in the walls, as if someone was crudely tossed through, and the contents are strewn across the village. The werewolf did not seem to be pleased about losing its prey, and apparently had taken out its frustrations on the belongings of Niklas, who was very much alive, though seemed to be a bit worse for wear, baring several large gashes and bruises.

It seems that Niklas’s wolfsbane saved her life, and given the late hour, the wolf had instead retreated to hide its awful appearance. There would be, undoubtedly, many questions asked this day of Niklas, who was the only villager thus far to survive a facing with the dread wolf.

And so the strange night ended with the rising of a new sham sun, but no one doubted it would not be the end of the mysterious happenings. With a new villager, and a survivor of wolfish assault, there was, everyone agreed, enough mysteries for one night: time for some answers.

It is daytime!
Villagers, place your votes for execution!
Public posting is open!

Niklas
Aug 18, 2007, 07:24 AM
The old astrologer trembles visibly from exhaustion, fear, and a number of other less easily identifiable emotions. Words are veritably gushing from here mouth, she cannot hold them back even had she wanted to.

Wolves? Wolves? THEY WERE NO WOLVES! Foul creatures of the spirit world, that was what they were. Pale, translucent beings of utter terror. Wolfsbane, hah! It was of no more use than the robe I am wearing, for they were no wolves! But they attacked the wrong woman, oh yes they did, foul creatures. I know more than a share about the spirit world, and they hold no sway over me. Ah yes, to think I was so afraid of wolves, that I wanted a wolfsbane to protect me. And the foes were no more frightening than the bogeyman hiding under my bed. Spirits, no need for a wolfsbane there. If only I had known, I would not have been frightened. If I had known, I would not have had these bruises and gashes to show either, for I was scared and unprepared, and let them get close to me. All thr...

Suddenly she falls silent and looks around herself as if seeing the other villagers for the first time.

THREE!!! There were three of them, or of you. OF YOU! Three of you, foul spirit creatures! Rue the day, rue the day.

She suddenly slumps down to sit on the ground, fury and emotion spent, only weariness remaining. She rocks back and forth, cradling her knees in her arms, and the word 'three' can be heard coming from her mouth every now and then.

Splime
Aug 18, 2007, 09:32 AM
Oh, my god... what I experienced last night was pure horror. I was attacked last night, as you can see by my scars. I ran to the center of town, and somehow ended up here on my escape run. Our village was under a "werewolf attack, but when I was attacked, I realized they were DEMONS!

This woman Niklas' tale sounds just like what happened to me.

Anyway, can someone fill me in about the situation here?

Allysian_Fields
Aug 18, 2007, 01:05 PM
My poor friend! Niklara! Shhh.... it'll be okay now...

the warlock wraps her arms about the old woman's shoulders, coddling her as she hums a calming melody to the older woman, trying to release the horrible fear wrenching at her

Everything will be alright....

And you Splime, should mind your manners. Even though Niklara is old, she is most definantly a woman.

So... it seems you were attacked by these vile things as well. Let us do what we can to resolve this mess. But please, try not to upset Niklara; she has been through so much in one night...


Shh....

Kassamara keeps rocking Niklara, doing her best to make her somewhat harsh presence a bit more motherly, trying to tend to the older woman's distress.

Now, now honey... we will find those responsible for the pain they've put you through. Let's dress those wounds, yes? I may not be a healer like poor Izipo, but i am pretty sure ican bandage up your wounds.

With that, Kassamara leads Niklara over to a low chair, grabbing bandages from the tattered tent Izipo used to occupy to dress the wounds on Niklara.

Splime
Aug 18, 2007, 01:10 PM
Oh, sorry for the mistake. The attack has really tired me out...

Chandrasekhar
Aug 18, 2007, 01:26 PM
The Scholar storms out of his hut, usual detached and kindly demeanor gone without a trace. In its place is an expression of pure fury, a level of emotion normally unknown among the immortals. As soon as he comes into sight of the Astrologer, he extends an accusing finger.

You! I should have known it was you all along! Yes, I will admit it freely, I attacked the Astrologer. But I had good reason to. I have searched and searched to find the reason that the Looking Glass has been weakening, and now I have found it. The Astrologer, Nikara, is abusing an artifact of Agares! The black lines across the Looking Glass are a direct result of her meddling. She intends to kill us all with this dark weapon!

When at last I found the truth, I decided to personally send her to the demons she worships, but even with such help as I could gather, I was defeated... The artifact proved too strong for my abilities to overcome.

None of the attacks up until last night have been my work. Completely aside from demon worshippers, there is still a werewolf threat to be dealt with. I do not know why they did not kill anyone last night, but I will say that I have nothing to do with such foul beings. But before we deal with them, Astrologer Nikara must die! The Looking Glass weakens, and I have seen that if it is destroyed, all of us will have our souls scattered across the ether, and be utterly destroyed. There is no time to waste! Upon the Astrologer's death, I can promise you that her evil will be revealed, and you will see the truth of my accusations.

LightFang
Aug 18, 2007, 02:12 PM
Wolves? Are you mad, woman? Spirit beings in here? Have you gone insane?

I'm more inclined to believe our newcomer Splime (hehe, a male version! How funny lookin') when he says that they were demons. Werewolves can look like demons, you know...or rather, more correctly, demons can look like werewolves.

But, ah, three. That part I am more inclined to believe. Three werewolves running around town...so there, we have a definite number. Good, good.

I don't think I can cast a vote yet. Nikara might just be a tad addled from the attack. But...Agares is dark magic. If Nikara could tell us in her own words what she did to repel the wolves...

Niklas
Aug 18, 2007, 02:21 PM
The astrologer stares at the mayor in utter shock, then wrenches herself from the grip of the warlock and stands up, wavering slightly, pointing a gnarled finger back at Chandrasekhar.

You? You!? But... I trusted you! And now this, first you attack me, then you accuse me.. me??... of being foul!? But your lies will be the end of you and your threat, that much is certain. Oh how convenient a lie, "the wolves did not attack last night and I have no idea why". Of course you have nothing to do with werewovles - there are none! It's been you all along, killing for who knows what purpose.

And now you have discovered that I am the one threat that you cannot deal with, the one person to stand against you. And when you find that you cannot kill me helpless in the night, you think to poison the minds of the rest of the village, make them do your dirty work for you. You really think we are so stupid? Me, a demon-worshipper, hah! I would not sink so low as to worship the likes of you, you are the only demon I see around here!

She turns to the rest of the villagers gathered.

Let there be no mistake here. Our "dear" *spat* mayor attacked me with the help of no less than two companions last night. Three of them, foul creatures, walking among us, killing us. If you let him kill me, what then? Will you be next? I swear upon my heart and my bones that I have nothing to do with the black lines on the looking glass, I do not know what causes them. But I do know that these wounds in my flesh hurt, and they were not caused by gentle fingers, that much is certain. No, this threat must end here and now. Chandrasekhar must answer for his crimes.

But who are the other two? A question of utmost importance, for what good would killing the mayor be if his two accomplishes go free. I cannot help notice that Ronin has been his most steady supporter. Who the other is I cannot tell, but if these two are taken care of it will increase our chances of survival greatly. All our chances.

Splime
Aug 18, 2007, 02:22 PM
Chandrasekhar should be executed! This is an eerie coincidence that both Nikara and I were attacked by demons, and so I believe that we need to kill said demons. Seeing that there were multiple demons that attacked me, it is feasible that Chandrasekhar was involved in few killings.

You have a Looking Glass too... I am quite sure that the Looking Glass is a useful tool. Why? It helped me escape the demons. Accusing this Looking Glass of being evil is upsetting, to say the least.

Niklas
Aug 18, 2007, 02:28 PM
Ah, LightFang, you are right that my eyes are old. But I know the spirit world better than anyone here. Call them demons if you wish, but wolves they were not. Pale, translucent beings, ghosts of the night. That's what they were, and unless they were the ghosts of wolves, they were no wolves.

As for how I defeated them, I have my knowledge of the spirit world to thank for this, and my powers over such creatures are not to be underestimated. I am not strong enough to defeat them on my own, but I can ward myself from them.

Agares is dark magic indeed, and such accusations are dire. I am no servant of Agares, nor do I worship demons. I understand that the mayor must be desperate, now that he knows he cannot defeat me directly he turns to accusations, tries to defoul me, to make you all do his bidding. But I will not fall for it. Just think for yourselves, would you like to be next?

LightFang
Aug 18, 2007, 02:31 PM
Chandrasekhar should be executed! This is an eerie coincidence that both Nikara and I were attacked by demons, and so I believe that we need to kill said demons. Seeing that there were multiple demons that attacked me, it is feasible that Chandrasekhar was involved in few killings.

You have a Looking Glass too... I am quite sure that the Looking Glass is a useful tool. Why? It helped me escape the demons. Accusing this Looking Glass of being evil is upsetting, to say the least.

The looking glass keeps us trapped in this bloody prison. Or did you forget that so quickly?

In any case, we're not advocating demolishing this looking glass. There are meddling black lines across the Looking Glass that appear to be poisoning it, or strangling it, or something. I cannot even enchant it back to health anymore; something, some dark magic, seems to be interfering with my abilities. If this looking glass is destroyed, our souls will be destroyed.

I think you're a bit confused there, Splime, but that's okay, seeing as how you are probably a bit addled from your journey here (an interesting thing. People have been in and out of here. When do we install the revolving doors?)

Splime
Aug 18, 2007, 02:41 PM
The looking glass keeps us trapped in this bloody prison. Or did you forget that so quickly?

In any case, we're not advocating demolishing this looking glass. There are meddling black lines across the Looking Glass that appear to be poisoning it, or strangling it, or something. I cannot even enchant it back to health anymore; something, some dark magic, seems to be interfering with my abilities. If this looking glass is destroyed, our souls will be destroyed.

I think you're a bit confused there, Splime, but that's okay, seeing as how you are probably a bit addled from your journey here (an interesting thing. People have been in and out of here. When do we install the revolving doors?)

Unfortunately, in my village, my Master forced me to work on a Looking Glass, though this is what allows me to have knowledge of the Glass. That's how I got away, and managed to end up here. But yes, it does have some dark magic with it. I just called it "good" because it saved my life.

I should mention that I was the mayor of my old town... I'm sorry that I had to leave them like this in their darkest hour... if only I could go back.

Chandrasekhar
Aug 18, 2007, 07:14 PM
Demons!? Demons!?

Though moments ago the Scholar seemed as angry as he was likely to ever get, this accusation seems to have pushed him further. He stomps around briefly, kicking at a nearby stone and waving his arms around before turning back to the crowd.

I am definitely not a demon! I fight demons! I kill demons! That's my reason for existing! Splime, you've mistaken the situation here entirely. Nikara is in league with those that attacked you!

I am no murderer. With two humans that sympathize with my cause, I looked to kill an enemy warrior - it would have been a casualty of war, and one that was undoubtably necessary for the sake of all. Even if I wished to make another attempt, I doubt I would be able to. It exhausted my powers, and now I fear that the only way to end this dire threat is in your hands, villagers.

As he spoke, a level of calm seemed to come back to the Scholar. Though the fury is still there below the surface, he is lucid as he continues to speak.

Please, my friends, my allies... Heed my warning. Though my kind normally care little for humans, you have elected me to lead you, and so I take responsibility for your fate. I do not know if the Looking Glass can survive another night of this demonspawn's meddling. We must stand and fight here, or we may have no chance for redemption.

Grillick
Aug 18, 2007, 07:36 PM
I am confident that our mayor is telling the truth. He's been keeping a secret before now, but he has come clean, and revealed himself, and his story is the only one of these two which seems to match up to every piece of information we've gotten so far.

There was no werewolf kill the first night after Kroth was killed, either. It seems as though he only strikes every second night. Expect an attack tonight, I would, and don't be surprised if the mayor or someone who supports him today is the victim.

Risking my life isn't an easy thing for me to do, as I've always been timid and cautious. But I must do it now, because the evil that will come from inaction is far too great. I vote to support Chandrasekhar.

Splime
Aug 18, 2007, 08:36 PM
Demons!? Demons!?

Though moments ago the Scholar seemed as angry as he was likely to ever get, this accusation seems to have pushed him further. He stomps around briefly, kicking at a nearby stone and waving his arms around before turning back to the crowd.

I am definitely not a demon! I fight demons! I kill demons! That's my reason for existing! Splime, you've mistaken the situation here entirely. Nikara is in league with those that attacked you!

I am no murderer. With two humans that sympathize with my cause, I looked to kill an enemy warrior - it would have been a casualty of war, and one that was undoubtably necessary for the sake of all. Even if I wished to make another attempt, I doubt I would be able to. It exhausted my powers, and now I fear that the only way to end this dire threat is in your hands, villagers.

As he spoke, a level of calm seemed to come back to the Scholar. Though the fury is still there below the surface, he is lucid as he continues to speak.

Please, my friends, my allies... Heed my warning. Though my kind normally care little for humans, you have elected me to lead you, and so I take responsibility for your fate. I do not know if the Looking Glass can survive another night of this demonspawn's meddling. We must stand and fight here, or we may have no chance for redemption.

Well, I'm pretty damn sure you are a demon. Let's look at this from a logical standpoint:
1. You claim to have attempted to kill Niklas.
2. The scene of Niklas' near-death looks eerily similar to the scene where I was almost killed.
3. I was certainly attacked by demons.

Using points 2 and 3, we deduce that both I and Niklas were attacked by demons.

Using points 1, and the above, we deduce that you are a demon.

Simple logic.

By your logic, saying that Niklas' kind attacked me, that means that Niklas' kind attacked Niklas!

Chandrasekhar
Aug 18, 2007, 08:45 PM
The Scholar shakes his head and gestures emphatically at the newcomer.

No, no, that's not logical at all. The scene of our attack may have looked similar to the one where you were attacked, but both scenes (I imagine) could have been taken for werewolf attack scenes as well. The point is, any attack at all looks similar when compared to other attacks. Therefore, we can only go by eyewitness testimony.

Did the demons that attacked you look pale and pure? I doubt it, if you were able to recognize them as demons. In fact, Nikara only changed her story to make me into a demon after you spoke up. Why would I try to make her believe that I was something that I'm not just before killing her? It makes no sense. Nikara may follow demons, but I am not a demon at all. You are being duped into aiding those that just tried to kill you.

Splime
Aug 18, 2007, 08:56 PM
The attack scene was almost practically the same. They look way too similar to have been different creatures attacking.

Nikara may have added in something about demons after I spoke, but she realizes that these aren't wolves we're dealing with.

Look, most of my evidence relies on the fact that the attack scenes look almost identical. Hell, the two villages are practically identical! Most of you all look like the twin of someone from my village! This similarity is what leads me to believe that our two villages are linked by similarity. That Looking Glass connects our villages, and these similarities are why you are a demon, as I explained previously.

LightFang
Aug 18, 2007, 09:02 PM
That doesn't make sense. I have never heard of a demons being

[p]ale, translucent beings[.]

For now, though, I think our intelligent friend Chandrasekhar had a reason. Whether this reason is a good one or not remains to be seen, but I will, in the spirit of Grillick, support Chandrasekhar for now.

Splime
Aug 18, 2007, 09:07 PM
Well, if a demon can look human and fit in with us, then why wouldn't they be able to shift into other similar forms?

Grillick
Aug 18, 2007, 09:10 PM
Similarity and identity are two different things, Splime. Just because one thing resembles another doesn't mean the two are the same thing. A tangerine and an orange resemble one another, but they are not the same thing. The residue when a glass of orange juice spills and that from a spilled container of maple syrup look similar, when viewed after they have evaporated.

But they are not the same.

Our villages are certainly linked, and there are many similarities. But in your village, you were selected as Mayor, and in ours, Chandrasekhar was. In your village, there is a werewolf attack occurring, as there is in ours. But apparently, there are also other creatures afoot in your village and in ours, with have other goals and other motivations.

You were attacked by demons, and Nikara was attacked by spirits. The scene of the battle with Nikara looks strikingly similar to the scene of the battle with the others who have been killed. But that doesn't mean they were performed by the same creatures.

It is a foolish assumption that demonstrates a total lack of mastery of the world of magic to believe that there can only be one possible set of supernatural creatures in the world, or even in this village. The simplest answer is almost always incorrect, contrary to popular belief. The only time when the simplest answer is the most likely to be correct is when all other possiblities are equally likely.

Yes, it would be simplest to assume that the creatures which attacked you are the same as the creatures which attacked Nikara. Unfortunately, that simplicity is not very helpful, because it is patently untrue.

Nikara is hiding something, and she is using supernatural and/or magical powers to do it. Chandrasekhar was hiding something, but he was using no supernatural or magical powers, with the possible exception of the ability to take on other forms, to hide it. I have the ability to discern the true nature of people, and Chandrasekhar's true nature is one of good, not one of evil.

It is possible that yours and our villages are mirror images of one another, rather than being identical. Maybe you were attacked by demons, but perhaps Nikara was attacked by angels. I believe that to be the case, because of my divinations on Chandrasekhar and the fact that Nikara has shielded herself from my divinations.

Nikara cannot be trusted, but I am confident that Chandrasekhar can be. If I am slain this night for revealing this information, then so be it. I cannot stand idly by as this village devours itself. Our targets must be those who wish us ill. If Nikara is attempting to destroy the Looking Glass which ensures our immortality while imprisoning us within this village, then I expect her to explain the purpose for her actions, for the apearance they take on appears nothing if not malevolent.

Splime
Aug 18, 2007, 09:15 PM
Similarity and identity are two different things, Splime. Just because one thing resembles another doesn't mean the two are the same thing. A tangerine and an orange resemble one another, but they are not the same thing. The residue when a glass of orange juice spills and that from a spilled container of maple syrup look similar, when viewed after they have evaporated.

But they are not the same.

Our villages are certainly linked, and there are many similarities. But in your village, you were selected as Mayor, and in ours, Chandrasekhar was. In your village, there is a werewolf attack occurring, as there is in ours. But apparently, there are also other creatures afoot in your village and in ours, with have other goals and other motivations.

You were attacked by demons, and Nikara was attacked by spirits. The scene of the battle with Nikara looks strikingly similar to the scene of the battle with the others who have been killed. But that doesn't mean they were performed by the same creatures.

It is a foolish assumption that demonstrates a total lack of mastery of the world of magic to believe that there can only be one possible set of supernatural creatures in the world, or even in this village. The simplest answer is almost always incorrect, contrary to popular belief. The only time when the simplest answer is the most likely to be correct is when all other possiblities are equally likely.

Yes, it would be simplest to assume that the creatures which attacked you are the same as the creatures which attacked Nikara. Unfortunately, that simplicity is not very helpful, because it is patently untrue.

Nikara is hiding something, and she is using supernatural and/or magical powers to do it. Chandrasekhar was hiding something, but he was using no supernatural or magical powers, with the possible exception of the ability to take on other forms, to hide it. I have the ability to discern the true nature of people, and Chandrasekhar's true nature is one of good, not one of evil.

It is possible that yours and our villages are mirror images of one another, rather than being identical. Maybe you were attacked by demons, but perhaps Nikara was attacked by angels. I believe that to be the case, because of my divinations on Chandrasekhar and the fact that Nikara has shielded herself from my divinations.

Nikara cannot be trusted, but I am confident that Chandrasekhar can be. If I am slain this night for revealing this information, then so be it. I cannot stand idly by as this village devours itself. Our targets must be those who wish us ill. If Nikara is attempting to destroy the Looking Glass which ensures our immortality while imprisoning us within this village, then I expect her to explain the purpose for her actions, for the apearance they take on appears nothing if not malevolent.

Normally, I would believe that these are separate attacks, but almost everything else in our villages is the same, which is why it's not a far off guess that we're both being attacked by demons. First of all, every one of you has a twin in my village. Second of all, consider the fact that we both have a Looking Glass. That in itself is a rarity, and because everything else is practically the same, I'm willing to bet that this was a demon attack, and even if it wasn't demons, it was something evil. An orange and a tangerine may be different, but they're both orange.

Grillick
Aug 18, 2007, 09:20 PM
You're not the first twin to come into our village. In fact, Frozen In Ice is one of them, and is still alive. There was a twin for me who came here a few days ago, but he did not possess the same powers I possess. I tried to work together with him, to help us find who is and is not to be trusted, and he was of no help whatsoever. His name was et350b, or something like that. I presume you knew him, just as you know Frozen In Ice?

If my double from your village was not identical to me, then what makes you think everything else would be identical?

Splime
Aug 18, 2007, 09:56 PM
You're not the first twin to come into our village. In fact, Frozen In Ice is one of them, and is still alive. There was a twin for me who came here a few days ago, but he did not possess the same powers I possess. I tried to work together with him, to help us find who is and is not to be trusted, and he was of no help whatsoever. His name was et350b, or something like that. I presume you knew him, just as you know Frozen In Ice?

If my double from your village was not identical to me, then what makes you think everything else would be identical?

Well, because from what I can tell, these people have been almost identical. The fact that everyone has a look-alike says something is deeply wrong. This similarity is why I believe that there are evil spirits, demons, or whatever you call them, that are responsible.

Also, there are three people who deny this demon thing actively: Chandrasekhar, Grillick, and LightFang. Why do you deny this so actively? Also, you say that Frozen In Ice is "still alive". Does that mean you're out to kill him, or are related to someone who does? Your language seems suspicious.

LightFang
Aug 19, 2007, 12:29 AM
Well, well. Mirror images...that does make sense.

Think. We look alike, but are we the same? No. I remember that guy, e350tb...he had a deeper voice, if I remember correctly.

Grillick has stumbled upon an interesting way of looking at it...yes, his view as merit.

Oh, and I think he said "still alive" meaning that you weren't the first look-alike here and that there was one still standing to prove it (since the other one was executed.)

Grillick
Aug 19, 2007, 01:47 AM
Seriously, Splime, you must be some sort of idiot not to be understanding what I'm saying.

I'm through trying to convince you. I hope the rest of the village isn't as foolish as you appear to be.

The13thRonin
Aug 19, 2007, 04:07 AM
The War Hero gazes around in a stupor after walking out of his hut. Falling to the ground he reveals bloodied claw marks have raked his back

Ah, you fools, you quibble over technicalities... The looking glass... The looking glass...

We have done so much evil for so long. We must not execute our leader Chandrasekhar. There are... The War Hero coughs up blood The pain! The War Hero whimpers

He begins to mutter in a low voice about a certain battle, the battle of Tull-Dan LIES, ALL LIES! DON'T BELIEVE THE LIES!

Niklas
Aug 19, 2007, 06:10 AM
The astrologer looks at the fallen war hero with something akin to contempt, warring with hatred.

Ah, and here I thought for a second that the mayor might actually be innocent from all save the attack on me, simply acting on false grounds. But the actions of his lap dog has spilled all doubts from my mind. Or maybe it is this dog who is behind it all?

War Hero, you are an affront to us all, and to that you claim to believe in. Where were you when we searched the huts for victims of the wolves? I recall seeing you whole and healthy not long ago (( OOC: No attack on him was mentioned in the update, which it would surely have been had there really been one. ethergar? )), and now you would have us believe that you were attacked, when all the rest of us were out here? Speaking nonsense to throw off the minds of the masses off the mark. Why, pray tell, do you see fit to say so little? If you had been attacked, surely you would have made sure to tell us what happened? Instead you babble incoherently so that your words cannot be disproven.

I know for sure that I did not do those clawmarks on you when you attacked me in the dark of the night. I merely warded you off, no harm to you except that of the disappointment of a failed killing. No, I have no sympathy for your pain, for you would have done much worse to me, and I am certain you have only yourself to blame for your wounds.

Turning her eyes decisivly away from the whimpering War Hero, the old crone again adresses the remaining villagers.

Now, I hear Grillick talk with words of wisdom. I have never claimed I was attacked by demons, those were the words of our new friend Splime who clearly has less experience with the supernatural than I. I merely said he could call them demons if he liked. Hearing him describe what he has been through, there is no doubt in my mind that we have been subject to an attack by the same kind of creatures. Angels you say? Angels of death then, for it was not the gentle touch of holiness I felt this night.

I cannot be trusted, says Grillick, because he cannot divine my true nature. And yet he has not shared his own power with us until just now. Why not? Because the knowledge of those powers in the wrong hands would put him at great risk, and thus he has decided to keep them secret. I do not fault him for this, of course I do not! I am certain each and every one of you have powers, and yet I have not seen a single word spoken about them here. Does that make all of you untrustworthy? Maybe it does, though surely no more than me. Yes I have powers that would mean danger to me if they come into the wrong hands, and thus I have warded myself. But I have shared the knowledge of those powers with some that I trust, and they have not seen fit to accuse me in any way. It is very easy to point fingers and condemn what you do not know. Grillick has now been privy to my secrets, I have told him because I trust him, and because the secrecy clearly does me more hurt than harm at this point. But I will not state them openly, to the gain of both foes an friends.

As for the accusations levelled on me by the mayor, either he lies for his own agenda, or he is mislead by his own perceived righteousness. I am not evil, I would not hurt anyone. Nor am I responsible for the state of the looking glass. Tolis herself, who is more attuned to the looking glass than any of us, cannot tell what causes these dark lines, nor does she know how to stop them, or cause them for that matter. How then could I, much less powerful than our elder mage, bring about it? Abusing an artifact of Agares? The only artifact I have was the one that allowed me to ward off the attack on me last night, and that is certainly not a thing of evil, preserving life the way it does. Before that, nothing, and the lines have been there for several days now. So no, not even inadvertantly is it my fault.

But all this talk of angels and demons have had me thinking. Suppose for a moment that the creatures who attacked me truly were angels. What agenda would angels have in this cursed prison of ours? What if the attacks have been perpetrated by angels from the very beginning? Is it not perceivable that our mere existence here, living on far beyond our lot through some foul necromancy of the looking glass, is an affront to the forces of ultimate good? That our deaths now are merely seen as the merciful sacrificing or poor little lambs whose souls have been trapped in a crimson hell? Well, I for one will have none of it. I would rather live than die, thank you very much, no matter who my killer or his cause. Much evil has been done in the name of good and righteousness.

Do any of us truly know what is going on here? I do not, but I do not wish to die just because some vigilante do-gooder and his buffoons think my life should not be. Would you?

If it is truly the case that the angels of mercy are walking among us, then I pity them, for they truly think they are doing good. I will not let myself die for that pity though, and it seems that most of you, like me I admit, is unwilling to condemn our mayor for his crimes. I have trusted him before, and I am willing to give him the benefit of doubt. But where the mayor was at least honorable enough to stand up for his accusations, even though they are false, and only after failing to kill me in secret first, another tries to deceive us through his actions still. How is that the makings of good? Nay, I will instead cast my vote for the War Hero Ronin to be executed. His death will prove to us once and for all what kind of creatures we are dealing with. And the mayor whom we all hold so dear is spared.

Splime
Aug 19, 2007, 09:27 AM
Seriously, Splime, you must be some sort of idiot not to be understanding what I'm saying.

I'm through trying to convince you. I hope the rest of the village isn't as foolish as you appear to be.

Yes, I understand that they're not identical. However, that doesn't mean that they're not similar, as demons and pale spirits can be considered similar.

Also, the very fact that the mayor confesses to trying to kill someone is eerie, especially as the village previously decided to give her the wolfsbane.

Also, there are still three people staunchly defending Chandrasekhar, which are Chandrasekhar, LightFang, and Grillick. Why are you so acively defending someone who you don't know is innocent or not? Now, Chandrasekhar defending himself is one thing, but you two defending him actively is another. In fact, I'll likely change my vote to one of you two soon...

EDIT: I doubt that The13thRonin is a demon. His twin, Leeksoup in my village, was also a "war hero", and found to be innocent, though he was also incredibly shady. While this doesn't guarantee him to be innocent, he is less likely to be a demon, and this demon hunt is a game of chance, really.

Grillick
Aug 19, 2007, 09:41 AM
I've always been a poor judge of character, but for most of my life I have tried to hide and submerge the powers of my Third Eye. The13thRonin has been a close and dear friend of mine for wuite some time, but I cannot allow that to color what I have seen in the past week. His behavior has been severely distressful, and he does himself more harm than good with his actions.

That being said, I cannot bring myself to vote against him without examining him with my Third Eye, so I will continue to support our mayor, for the time being.

Allysian_Fields
Aug 19, 2007, 07:22 PM
The warlock looks about the gathering crowd, quite overtaken by all the rucus thus far.

these names... all of these names.... Chandreskhar... Niklara....Grillick.... Ronin... There are not so many of us left, and yet we throw names around like water running down a stream...

Ronin... unless you explain yourself, i vote for you to be executed. Those claw marks... they could be wolves... or perhaps just long fingernails?

Frozen In Ice
Aug 19, 2007, 07:52 PM
This past day has been so confusing. Niklara and Splime can't seem to decide if they were attacked by demons or angels. Accusations have been flying around here like crazy. However, I think that Chandrasekhar is innocent and I'm not sure about Niklara, but I will not vote to excute her since I have no solid proof. I do think that Ronin is innocent though and that he might have really have been attacked during the battle over at Niklara's house. If that had happened nobody would have noticed. From that reasoning I will support the War Hero. However if someone can give me proof that Ronin isn't innocent I may change my vote yet.

The13thRonin
Aug 20, 2007, 12:57 AM
The War Hero is unable to explain anything. He continues to mutter gibberish all that can be made out is

Not... Astrologer... Not... Mayor... One who lies, deceives inside haggard cough the burning flame. One we voted to execute... Couldn't be tamed.

The War Hero is restrained from his attempts at drawing his sword by his friends Grillick and Chandrasekhar. Collapsing into a pile he is moved back into his hut for a member of the village to tend to his wounds

Nahkarma
Aug 20, 2007, 03:37 AM
I believe, through various conversations with multiple people, that Lightfang is the most suspicious person at this point in time. I have only two werewolf suspects at the moment and Lightfang is the more suspicious of the two.

Tolis
Aug 20, 2007, 03:50 AM
I vote allysian_fields to die this evening
she has been strangely distant, and i do not trust her.
She seems to be trying to play all sides against each other.

Niklas
Aug 20, 2007, 03:54 AM
In order to save my own skin, I will go with my sister in arts. She has always been wise, and while it pains me greatly, I will vote the Warlock, Allysian to die.

Curse you mayor, for forcing me to do this.

Tolis
Aug 20, 2007, 04:02 AM
(i wish to change my vote to ethergar since hes evil, or i would if he was a valid voting target)

ethergar
Aug 20, 2007, 05:32 AM
It's Sunset
Day Five of the Crisis

Strange nights tend to lead into strange days. And while this one was fairly normal -- or at least as normal as one might expect in such trying times -- it carried the seed planted by the prior evening’s activities. Seeds have only one place to grow after being sown, and it was only a matter of time before these particular mysteries bloomed.

By now the village expected the sight of the black lines that criss-crossed their way across the surface of the Looking Glass, and they went about their business as normal. Tolis arrived typically late, as if still preparing for the upcoming ordeal. Obedient, the village followed the law, and even if their mayor was not overseeing the binding of the condemned, it would have been followed; still had to be followed. And so the rite was prepared, and Allysian_Fields, bound and very much protesting, was laid to rest in front of the Looking Glass, as if a noble sacrifice for an angry god..

Her death was swift. The hand that had visited the village before did so again, with all its ghostly pomp and circumstance. But quick it was, at least. A simple and effective end to questions.

But alas, here nothing is simple. And questions, like a weed, have a way of regrowing bigger and stronger than ever no matter how careful tended to. As the villagers marched up to inspect the fallen body, something horrible began to occur. For while at first the dark lines began to retreat, it was rapidly apparent that something was wrong. Dreadfully wrong. It began as a spark in the Looking Glass, deep inside, as if the death of Allysian_Fields had ignited some foul magics best left sleeping. But like all flames, given sufficient fuel, it would only grow. The spark did this, and quite spectacularly too.

From the depths of the Looking Glass the bolt came hard and fast, through a side panel and straight at the crowd. Screams filled the air as the village dove for cover from the fantastic blast of energy. Most escaped completely unscathed. One did not.

And, as it seems all things in this dread village, the occurrence only added layers of mystery upon those already hard ground into the very fiber of this unnatural place. For as the village crowded around the not one, but two dead bodies, new surprises beyond their ken awaited them:

Allysian_Fields is dead, human, and quite innocent. A second villager lay not too far off; while equally dead, he does not appear to be quite so on the other counts. LightFang lays charred and smoking on the village green. But, beyond the gigantic smoldering chest wound, he is most definitely not human. While no werewolf, this is certain, LightFang has undergone a transformation upon death. His skin has turned a pale white -- not that of dead flesh, but of an inhuman body -- his shoulders are broader than before, but the most telling signs are in the face. They convey a purity that no mortal man could possess. The tranquil expression on LightFang’s fallen countenance is one that passed from this world knowing full well of their reward in the next. The magi of this village have studied long, and only one word would describe the dead man’s condition: Angel!

As if this fact was not enough to trouble the village, the massive output of the Looking Glass seems to have only weakened it, for the black lines have reemerged in force, blotting together, and sizable chunks of the life force of the village are now covered in darkness. For the first time since forever, there is less light pouring into the village. A month ago, the villagers would have welcomed this change, but there are only grim faces now.

With night falling, the village returns to their huts to muse over these surprising findings. What does it mean? How many secrets does the village house? Beyond the werewolf, are there others working in consortium with plans for the village? Is there a connection between the dread beast and the fallen angel, or is it merely happenstance? One thing is clear, the crisis is moving to a critical front. No one is safe tonight. And the villagers begin to worry that safety will become a faded memory, shared but nearly forgotten in the days to come, much like the story of their origins. Something is sure to break soon, or perhaps it already has, and when the floodgates open: everyone loses.

<Allysian_Fields had a Sealed Box that will be voted upon starting in the morning. LightFang had no possessions of worth.>

It is nighttime!
Werewolf, submit your kill via PM!
Those with night actions, perform them!
Public posting is suspended!

ethergar
Aug 21, 2007, 05:42 AM
It's Sunrise
Day Six of the Crisis

For the first time in a very long time, the village knew a measure of darkness. The red hue still pervaded everywhere, but it was dimmed by the blotches of blackness that coated the Looking Glass like the infected flesh of a diseased body. Darkness finally felt a bit dark, and this thought only added to the worries of the villagers. They could only hide in the huts through the night and wait.

The village waited. Waited. Waited. They had seen terrible things the night before, and held no illusions that their nightmare was ending this night.

And so, they were right.

Much earlier than the previous night the sounds of pandemonium begun. Screams for mercy rang out into the village for what seemed an eternity. More than any other night, the inflictor of this pain seemed to be in a blood frenzy: not willing to gift its prey with a swift death; the pain that must be involved in this death was unthinkable.

The poor subject of these inhumane experimentations either finally died, or their tormentor grew bored, and finished the job, for silence reigned in the village as the first light of dawn broke over the tree line.

The village crept from their homes, and inspected the town.

The villagers were few in number now, and a complete sweep took nearly no time at all. Their verdict was quickly returned: Grillick had been murdered in the most gruesome of manners. Not a single villager could bear to enter his home, for while the structure was intact, the damage done to the human inside, if he could still be described as a human, was unspeakable.

Entrails were strewn across the floors and body parts that should not come undone were left hanging from the ceiling in a grim decoration. The blood coated the walls as if painted on carefully. It was difficult to see a portion of the home that was not splattered with the blood.

It was difficult to think that even a monstrous werewolf would be capable of such depravity. But, with their numbers few, there was little time for remorse. The killer must be brought to justice, before this would be the fate of all.

What's left of Grillick is innocent. All of him is dead.

<Also notable: Nahkarma is without his mask.>

It is daytime!
Villagers, place your votes for execution!
Villagers, place your votes for item possession!
Public posting is open!

The13thRonin
Aug 21, 2007, 05:55 AM
The War Hero swings his sword from side to side

Well... There goes another friend.

Nahkarma
Aug 21, 2007, 06:01 AM
Well, it seems that the mask, after calling me a weakling (as well as some other less friendly terms), has left me. It appears it did not feel I was worth of it. Grillick's death was obvious if you look at how he came out and said he was a prophet. As for who could be a wolf, after the past 24 hours (OOC: game time of course), I have completely lost all of my leads. I am confused, because those who I thought were wolves are dead AND they were innocent or an angel even. I guess it is time to replay the events in my mind, so that I can find something that I missed and find new leads. My vote is withheld until I can figure out who to vote for.

Edit: Ronin, it seems you have healed. Care to explain what happened to you?

Edit #2: If there are no objections, I am curious to see what is inside the sealed box. I will take it, if possible

The13thRonin
Aug 21, 2007, 06:33 AM
Edit: Ronin, it seems you have healed. Care to explain what happened to you?

But of course. I defied the curfew to sneak in and discuss this weeks events. When I arrived in Niklas' hut he was locked in combat with a being that I can't quite describe. It looked very much like our dead friend over there The War Hero motions towards where LightFang lies upon arriving in such chaos I drew my sword to help the Astrologer. The demon became aware of my presence and turned to kill me. Of course being the noble warrior I am I did not run. I drew my sword and fought the beast off. Niklas made off as I distracted the foe with some expert swordsmanship. I in essence rescued the Astrologer. The demon or beast or whatever seemed enraged that I had enabled his prey to escape and came at me full force. I don't remember much after that... I struck the beast and wounded it as it fell onto me digging it's horrible claws into my back and sides. Then with an unearthly howl it ran back off into the night. I have absolutely no recollection of how I got back to my abode. I suspect another villager helped me, preventing me from dying from my wounds.

I claim the sealed box. I deserve it after such a fight.

Nahkarma
Aug 21, 2007, 06:36 AM
So let me get this straight, a being that looked very much like an angel attacked Niklas, tried to kill you, and would have if some random person didn't save you? Sounds to me like you are trying to make the angels out to be the bad ones.

The13thRonin
Aug 21, 2007, 07:16 AM
So let me get this straight, a being that looked very much like an angel attacked Niklas, tried to kill you, and would have if some random person didn't save you? Sounds to me like you are trying to make the angels out to be the bad ones.

I think we have a winner ladies and gentlemen, someone get him a prize!

Of course the angels are the bad ones, why do you think the wolfs-bane didn't help our previous leader? Because we're not dealing with a werewolf. We've got angels in our midst. Not the kind of fairy tale angel creatures either. The kind that want to liberate humans through death. I know what I saw. I was unable to communicate it yesterday due to wounds.

And no-one saved me. I beat the creature off but have no recollection of how I got back to my humble home.

Nahkarma
Aug 21, 2007, 07:23 AM
I suspect another villager helped me, preventing me from dying from my wounds.
I was refering to this comment that you made. Also, Chandrasekhar has openly admitted to being an angel. According to you, this should me we should vote for him.

Splime
Aug 21, 2007, 08:46 AM
Seeing that Chand said he attacked Niklas, and that Niklas was attacked by angels, our current enemy, then we know that Chandrasekhar is an angel, and must be executed.

Niklas
Aug 21, 2007, 05:56 PM
This is getting more and more ridiculous by the second. War Hero, you are a disgrace. There is no other word for it. If it wasn't for your deceit, your filthy lies, I would likely have cast my vote for that so-called angel who attacked me. But I fear there are fouler things afoot in these woods too. Your words and actions alike condemn you.

I will have you all know that the War Hero was nowhere near my house yesterday night. I had the situation completely under control by my own, after the initial surprise. I will also have you all know that the War Hero is most likely a falsarium with all his calling for blood. Has he cast his vote yet? No, he has not, and why not if he is so certain where the guilt lies? He speaks with one voice here, and another completely when talking one on one. Most likely his actual thoughts are deeper hidden yet, in his deceiving soul.

I will not stand being attacked, but I take even less kindly to being decieved. Chandrasekhar I know where he is, and I know he holds no sway over me. I can see him dead tomorrow, he won't go anywhere. But if there are worse things in these village than murderous angels, this may well be our last chance to find out. I will vote the War Hero Ronin to be executed. He is hiding too many things.

Frozen In Ice
Aug 21, 2007, 07:27 PM
I agree with Niklara. From the start, he had been voting innocents to death with no remorse. The victims would pled innocent and yet he still had them executed. And what do you know, he was wrong every time. Every person he had executed was innocent. Then just yesterday he acted like he was attacked but he would not speak of it. Now, just now he made up a story that he saved Niklara. But, he never mentioned it the day it happened. And now, Niklara confirms that the story he wove was a lie.

If you need to lie, it makes it obvious that you are hiding something Ronin. Well, I say we find out. I say we should have you executed, Ronin. This way we will know all your secrets. You can't hide anything from us in your death.

As for the box, I will lay a claim on it. I am interested on what's in it, and so I would like to find out. But, if I am not destined to have it so be it.

The13thRonin
Aug 21, 2007, 10:27 PM
I saved you Astrologer and this is how I am to be repaid? I vote Astrologer Niklas to be executed. Perhaps I was wrong. Perhaps the angel was the force of good and Niklas is the evil one! Oh to what evil I have used my power. Villagers forgive me! Help me undo my mistake! The Angel surely used his powers to wound me in defense while I blindly struck at him. He must have been the one to tend to my wounds after the fray.

Nahkarma
Aug 22, 2007, 01:38 AM
Your words ring of lies Ronin, I was uncertain of what to believe but now I see that you are lieing out of your behind. It seems there is more to this situation than I first thought.

The13thRonin
Aug 22, 2007, 02:46 AM
Your words ring of lies Ronin, I was uncertain of what to believe but now I see that you are lieing out of your behind. It seems there is more to this situation than I first thought.

Show me where I lied. It's all true. Unless you can prove otherwise then my dear Nahkarma you have just placed a fools vote.

Niklas
Aug 23, 2007, 02:29 AM
I will also vote Nahkarma to have the box.

Chandrasekhar
Aug 23, 2007, 02:59 AM
For the whole day, the Scholar had been more or less silent. He could be seen speaking covertly with various villagers at one time or another, but never had he addressed the public as a whole.

Only as the day drew to an end did he finally bestir himself and come before the assembled villagers. There's a worn expression on his face, proof of the hard decisions he's had to make over the past few hours.

Well, my villagers, it seems we have come to a crossroads. I had hoped that greater peace would follow the execution of just a single day past, but instead my brother was killed, and the old enmities have been left to fester. Now the tensions have come to a breaking point, and I must place a deciding vote to legitimize the decision of this tiny village.

He sighs heavily, then turns to look at the others. Aside from the Scholar himself, the War Hero and the Astrologer have votes against them. He addresses the two of them now.

I must confess, I have not been honest with you... either of you. I have spoken to both of you at one point or another, pledged my vote to go with yours, said that I will look for your interests next only to mine own... but now I must choose to support one of you or the other. I say this not as an apology, but so you can understand what I must do.

As there are seven people here in this village, my mayoral vote should not count for any more than anyone else's. Whether the split in votes is 3-4 or 4-3, my extra half of a vote is worthless. Yet this split is more complicated. Tolis has not placed a vote, and thus the number of votes is even. Even were the other three unified in their purpose, their votes simply would not be enough...

He speaks this last sentence as if talking to himself, then shakes his head and turns to face the assembled villagers again.

I had not expected this. I spoke in private fully planning to carry out my commitments, but it would be ridiculous to turn down this opportunity when it is presented to me so cleanly. Frozen In Ice has proxied his vote to follow mine own. The13thRonin himself wishes Nikara to die in his place... and if I must choose between one potential ally and another, then so be it. I shall vote for Astrologer Nikara to die, and Frozen In Ice shall vote for Astrologer Nikara to die. This is the way it must be.

Niklas
Aug 23, 2007, 03:47 AM
*spat* Filthy liers. Angels, pah! Well, that settles it. I vote Chandrasekhar to die, and Ronin will live to see another day.

ethergar
Aug 23, 2007, 06:54 AM
It's Sunset
Day Six of the Crisis

Though the village’s population, scant from the start, was dwindling down to the last few survivors, this day seemed to be packed with more discussions than ever, breathing new life into what was swiftly becoming a ghost town.

Alas, all things end. As the shining disk began an inexorable decent into the tree line, the villagers knew their new life was about to be snuffed out, forcibly.

They assembled, quickly, efficiently. This bloody act was beginning to be second nature now. Tolis, absent from the days events arrived to carry out her dark task. As a surprise ending to the day, the condemned had switched at the last moment, and it was Niklas who had been chosen by the will of the village. Just before the dread act was to take place, Niklas had appeared in theFearsome Mask, worn by Nahkarma previously. She gave no explanations as to why or how she possessed this, but seemed to be testing the strength of each villager her metalic vision landed upon them, striking fear.

“You are making a mistake, you old fool,” the slightly younger Astrologer spat out the words at the elder magi as Tolis made her preparations. “I have great powers. Unmatched by all. I could have destroyed you all. And yet I protected you, what a fool I was trying to help you. And this! THIS is how you repay me!?”

Tolis was unmoved. Her concern seemed to be with the Looking Glass, not anyone else, for the thick blotchs had spread further, and for the first time, the great gem may be more dark than light.

Niklas continued her rantings, even until the red hand hoved just a few feet above her. She seemed so full of rage, so tricked. In a flash, though, she was dead.

Cautiously, remembering the events of last night, the villagers moved up to inspect the body.

Niklas was an angel![/b] Besides the Fearsome Mask, she also has in her possession a Severed Finger, perfectly preserved, and the Black Egg that Tolis had been gifted by vote previously. Voting on these items will not begin, however, until the Sealed Box is distributed.

Stunned at the revelation, the villagers moved back to their homes. The action had retreated the black lines, but no where near completely, and the disease spreading across the Looking Glass surely would continue. What’s more, two angels had now been revealed in the village, and still the werewolf made nightly assaults. Who would die tonight? Worse yet, with the might of the angels passing on, would the werewolf soon have enough strength to decimate the village outright? This night only left more questions, not the least the surprising angelic quality of Niklas who had just undergone an attack by beings she had described as angels. What was the truth of that night, then?

It is nighttime!
Werewolf, submit your kill via PM!
Those with night actions, perform them!
Public posting is suspended!

ethergar
Aug 24, 2007, 06:57 AM
It's Sunrise
Day Seven of the Crisis

The village stood silent, waiting. Always it had waited. For centuries, it knew a calm patience, and the people were skilled on how to hold their breath just a little while longer. For while redemption may never come for cursed souls such as theirs, at least they would receive answers before all was lost. Or die trying, anyway.

The outbreak of battle was late in the night, just before dawn. Mentally, the village was already prepared. Most felt vulnerable, certainly, but there was a calm in their mannerisms that had not been known previously nights. They had lived hundreds of years each, perhaps even breaking into millenia, and while they may not have considered it a good life, it was at least life. If death meant something new, perhaps that was for the best.

Still, they were sure, even with the death of Niklas the enigmatic angel who had been assaulted by angels in story -- a lie? -- that this night would bring only another dead.

The predictions of the villagers were not in error. The village, as it collectively breeched the relative safety of their homes, to enter into the early dawn, all were rewarded when they came upon the home of Nahkarma.

There was little sign of struggle, not entirely unexpected as the youngest of the magi was prone to sleeping deeply, even during the loudest noises. He likely was in deep slumber when attacked. That being said, his passive reaction granted him no mercy. The gruesome werewolf attack was on par with the slaughter of Grillick a night before. Large chunks of the thaurmaturge were simply missing, as if ripped apart by the beast with such ferocity pieces were thrown clear out of the village -- if that were possible anyway.

Nahkarma went to pieces over dying in such a brutal way. But he’s still dead nevertheless.

Whether any information from this murder scene was helpful or not, one thing surely true: the werewolf remaining in this town meant death for each villager, and unless they banded together now, the village would never find justice for their murdered comrades. Worse yet, there also seemed to be an angelic threat that had admitted to (attempted) killings at night. The question would be, strike at the foe that was known, or make a decisive blow against the one that was hidden from sight?

It is daytime!
Villagers, place your votes for execution!
Villagers, place your votes for item possession!
Public posting is open!

Splime
Aug 24, 2007, 10:39 AM
Niklas was... one of them... I feel betrayed, completely.

Chandrasekhar, I'm sorry for thinking you were the enemy. Will you accept my apology.

Now then, I'll have to think about who on earth would be doing these killings.