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Kath · 06-27-2014, 02:32 PM

"I demand trial by combat!" Mac shouted, leaping to his feet and facing the room.

A silence faced him.

Nobody was willing to step forward. Only a crazed Lannister would make such a request. He was dead already by the rules of the inn. Who would be mad enough to take him on?

There was a quiet cough. Everybody turned to look at Volo.

"Erm," he said, "I am willing to fight for you, Mac, even if I fear it is too late!"

“I, too, am willing to fight!” Inzil cried, spurred on by Volo.

“Oh thank the gods, any of them.” Volo exclaimed with relief. “You go ahead, Inzil. I really didn’t want to face this madman. He has the bearing of a knight and would probably cut me in two!”

Inzil, wrong-footed and frankly horrified at this turn of events, hesitantly stepped forwards.

"Well then, sir," said Mac stiffly, "I have no chance but to accept your challenge. May the gods decide which of us is true at heart, although I am personally sure they will find your loyalty to your house lacking."

"Funny, sir, I could have said the same of you," said Inzil.

"Traitor," coughed Mac under his breath.

"Lannister," Inzil coughed back, taking down the sword that had been hanging over the bar.

Mac was now the one to look worried. He had no weapon, and it didn’t look like anyone in the inn was about to give him one. Even if they had, he could hardly wield it with his greyscale-infected hand. Inzil took up a fighting stance and began to advance on Mac. Looking around wildly, Mac realised he had nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. This was it. With a vicious snarl, he leaped at Inzil, transforming into a huge, auburn lion as he did so.

"Sir, that is ungentlemanly of you!" Inzil cried and leaped aside.

"CHEATING!" echoed in the Inn.

Inzil and what had been Mac Connington circled each other, Inzil brandishing his sword. Mac growled and snarled but couldn't touch Inzil, who swung the sword aggressively every time Mac tried to advance. The lion’s advances became sloppy as his anger grew, and in a final desperate attempt to claw Inzil’s face off, he overreached himself and left himself open to Inzil’s blade. With a whispering slide of metal through skin, the sword found its home in Mac’s fur covered chest.

"Behold! The gods have judged and found Mac guilty!" Inzil cried, brandishing the bloody sword.

"Hear, hear!" yelled the crowd.

Light-hearted, the patrons retreated to their beds.

~ ~ ~

Dead:
Agan, moddess - slaughtered by lions on Night 1
Kath, moddess - mauled by bear on Night 1
skip spence, ordo - tasted the axe on Day 1
wilwarin538, Three-Eyed Raven - eaten by bear on Night 2
Galadriel55, ordo - murdered by lions on Night 2
Macalaure - Lannister lion - stabbed through on Day 2

Alive:
Eönwë - house Royce
Inziladun - house Tully
Kitanna - illiterate peasant
Encaitare - random peasant
Thinlómien - house (Stannis) Baratheon
Boromir88 - house Bolton
Loslote - illiterate Tyrell cousin
Nerwen - house Martell
A Little Green - house Reed
WythDryden/Lote22 - house Martell
Eomer of the Rohirrim - house Stark
Rikae - house Tarth
Coppermirror - crazy Northern hermit x
Nogrod - house Swann
Colin "Volo" Mute - house (Euron) Greyjoy
Gil-Galad - First Baker of Braavos
satansaloser2005 - random peasant

~ ~ ~

Night has begun!

Nightly creatures may begin their activities.

Kath · 06-28-2014, 02:00 PM

Nerwen’s sleep, made peaceful after the successful identification of a lion, was suddenly disturbed when her bed was jolted part way across the floor of her bedroom. Sitting up in shock, she gathered the bedclothes around her, as if they would offer protection against what was coming. In the dark, a shadow loomed.

“”Well, Bear?” Nerwen challenged, unwilling to go down without a fight. “Why have you chosen me to die?”

“Me Bear.” Came the reply from the dark. “You meat. You work it out.”

“What, no deep political motivations? No deep seated and long held hatred of my house? No personal investment in my death?” Nerwen asked, irritated. “I must say, that’s rather insulting! To be eaten is bad enough but for you not to even have a – ”

With a roll of its eyes that was all but audible, the bear interrupted Nerwen’s ranting. A giant paw ripped off her mouth in one massive swipe, and with a grunt of satisfaction the bear quickly set to gobbling up what was left of the representative of House Martell.

**

Golden sunlight flickered gently through the windows of the inn, lighting soft fur. This morning, though, the lions were not sleeping. During the Night they had mourned the death of their fellow and had decided the best way to comfort each other was to wallow in the blood of an innocent customer.

“Who will give us the most pleasure to murder?” The silver-white lioness asked her partner. “This needs to taste like revenge.”

“What about a Greyjoy?” Replied the golden lioness. “Their blood should taste of tears – salt and pain.”

“That Volo? Yes. He was ready to take a sword to our darling Mac as well, he definitely deserves to die.”

Stalking through the inn, the lions found Volo’s room and wasted no time in taking their silent but deadly vengeance.

The rest of the patrons found his mutilated body the next morning. Parts of it were still in his room, parts scattered down the stairs, parts flung around the bar, and one part, his eye-less and tongue-less head, stood upon the counter, a grim reminder of what was in store for them if they did not succeed.

Dead:
Agan, moddess - slaughtered by lions on Night 1
Kath, moddess - mauled by bear on Night 1
skip spence, ordo - tasted the axe on Day 1
wilwarin538, Three-Eyed Raven - eaten by bear on Night 2
Galadriel55, ordo - murdered by lions on Night 2
Macalaure - Lannister lion - stabbed through on Day 2
Nerwen – ordo – interrupted by bear on Night 3
Volo – ordo – ripped apart by lions on Night 3

Alive:
Eönwë - house Royce
Inziladun - house Tully
Kitanna - illiterate peasant
Encaitare - random peasant
Thinlómien - house (Stannis) Baratheon
Boromir88 - house Bolton
Loslote - illiterate Tyrell cousin
A Little Green - house Reed
WythDryden/Lote22 - house Martell
Eomer of the Rohirrim - house Stark
Rikae - house Tarth
Coppermirror - crazy Northern hermit x
Nogrod - house Swann
Gil-Galad - First Baker of Braavos
satansaloser2005 - random peasant

~ ~ ~

Day has now begun.

Inziladun · 06-28-2014, 03:10 PM

So now I know what giving Mac the benefit of the doubt gets me.

That's one Lion down, anyway. Interesting kills from the Bear and Lions. I would expect at this point the Bear would be focused on taking out Lions. Did Nerwen look that bad? As for Volo, I don't remember seeing anything in particular that might have made him an inviting target.

Encaitare · 06-28-2014, 03:26 PM

Just wanted to pop in to say that my posting will be limited for most of toDay, as I am at a family gathering for the weekend. I will be reading and following along as much as I can, but my posts will be brief, if they happen at all.

06-27-2014, 02:32 PM	#1
Kath Everlasting Whiteness Join Date: Jan 2004 Location: Perusing the laminated book of dreams Posts: 4,533	"I demand trial by combat!" Mac shouted, leaping to his feet and facing the room. A silence faced him. Nobody was willing to step forward. Only a crazed Lannister would make such a request. He was dead already by the rules of the inn. Who would be mad enough to take him on? There was a quiet cough. Everybody turned to look at Volo. "Erm," he said, "I am willing to fight for you, Mac, even if I fear it is too late!" “I, too, am willing to fight!” Inzil cried, spurred on by Volo. “Oh thank the gods, any of them.” Volo exclaimed with relief. “You go ahead, Inzil. I really didn’t want to face this madman. He has the bearing of a knight and would probably cut me in two!” Inzil, wrong-footed and frankly horrified at this turn of events, hesitantly stepped forwards. "Well then, sir," said Mac stiffly, "I have no chance but to accept your challenge. May the gods decide which of us is true at heart, although I am personally sure they will find your loyalty to your house lacking." "Funny, sir, I could have said the same of you," said Inzil. "Traitor," coughed Mac under his breath. "Lannister," Inzil coughed back, taking down the sword that had been hanging over the bar. Mac was now the one to look worried. He had no weapon, and it didn’t look like anyone in the inn was about to give him one. Even if they had, he could hardly wield it with his greyscale-infected hand. Inzil took up a fighting stance and began to advance on Mac. Looking around wildly, Mac realised he had nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. This was it. With a vicious snarl, he leaped at Inzil, transforming into a huge, auburn lion as he did so. "Sir, that is ungentlemanly of you!" Inzil cried and leaped aside. "CHEATING!" echoed in the Inn. Inzil and what had been Mac Connington circled each other, Inzil brandishing his sword. Mac growled and snarled but couldn't touch Inzil, who swung the sword aggressively every time Mac tried to advance. The lion’s advances became sloppy as his anger grew, and in a final desperate attempt to claw Inzil’s face off, he overreached himself and left himself open to Inzil’s blade. With a whispering slide of metal through skin, the sword found its home in Mac’s fur covered chest. "Behold! The gods have judged and found Mac guilty!" Inzil cried, brandishing the bloody sword. "Hear, hear!" yelled the crowd. Light-hearted, the patrons retreated to their beds. ~ ~ ~ Dead: Agan, moddess - slaughtered by lions on Night 1 Kath, moddess - mauled by bear on Night 1 skip spence, ordo - tasted the axe on Day 1 wilwarin538, Three-Eyed Raven - eaten by bear on Night 2 Galadriel55, ordo - murdered by lions on Night 2 Macalaure - Lannister lion - stabbed through on Day 2 Alive: Eönwë - house Royce Inziladun - house Tully Kitanna - illiterate peasant Encaitare - random peasant Thinlómien - house (Stannis) Baratheon Boromir88 - house Bolton Loslote - illiterate Tyrell cousin Nerwen - house Martell A Little Green - house Reed WythDryden/Lote22 - house Martell Eomer of the Rohirrim - house Stark Rikae - house Tarth Coppermirror - crazy Northern hermit x Nogrod - house Swann Colin "Volo" Mute - house (Euron) Greyjoy Gil-Galad - First Baker of Braavos satansaloser2005 - random peasant ~ ~ ~ Night has begun! Nightly creatures may begin their activities. __________________ “If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world.”

06-28-2014, 02:00 PM	#2
Kath Everlasting Whiteness Join Date: Jan 2004 Location: Perusing the laminated book of dreams Posts: 4,533	Nerwen’s sleep, made peaceful after the successful identification of a lion, was suddenly disturbed when her bed was jolted part way across the floor of her bedroom. Sitting up in shock, she gathered the bedclothes around her, as if they would offer protection against what was coming. In the dark, a shadow loomed. “”Well, Bear?” Nerwen challenged, unwilling to go down without a fight. “Why have you chosen me to die?” “Me Bear.” Came the reply from the dark. “You meat. You work it out.” “What, no deep political motivations? No deep seated and long held hatred of my house? No personal investment in my death?” Nerwen asked, irritated. “I must say, that’s rather insulting! To be eaten is bad enough but for you not to even have a – ” With a roll of its eyes that was all but audible, the bear interrupted Nerwen’s ranting. A giant paw ripped off her mouth in one massive swipe, and with a grunt of satisfaction the bear quickly set to gobbling up what was left of the representative of House Martell. Golden sunlight flickered gently through the windows of the inn, lighting soft fur. This morning, though, the lions were not sleeping. During the Night they had mourned the death of their fellow and had decided the best way to comfort each other was to wallow in the blood of an innocent customer. “Who will give us the most pleasure to murder?” The silver-white lioness asked her partner. “This needs to taste like revenge.” “What about a Greyjoy?” Replied the golden lioness. “Their blood should taste of tears – salt and pain.” “That Volo? Yes. He was ready to take a sword to our darling Mac as well, he definitely deserves to die.” Stalking through the inn, the lions found Volo’s room and wasted no time in taking their silent but deadly vengeance. The rest of the patrons found his mutilated body the next morning. Parts of it were still in his room, parts scattered down the stairs, parts flung around the bar, and one part, his eye-less and tongue-less head, stood upon the counter, a grim reminder of what was in store for them if they did not succeed. Dead: Agan, moddess - slaughtered by lions on Night 1 Kath, moddess - mauled by bear on Night 1 skip spence, ordo - tasted the axe on Day 1 wilwarin538, Three-Eyed Raven - eaten by bear on Night 2 Galadriel55, ordo - murdered by lions on Night 2 Macalaure - Lannister lion - stabbed through on Day 2 Nerwen – ordo – interrupted by bear on Night 3 Volo – ordo – ripped apart by lions on Night 3 Alive: Eönwë - house Royce Inziladun - house Tully Kitanna - illiterate peasant Encaitare - random peasant Thinlómien - house (Stannis) Baratheon Boromir88 - house Bolton Loslote - illiterate Tyrell cousin A Little Green - house Reed WythDryden/Lote22 - house Martell Eomer of the Rohirrim - house Stark Rikae - house Tarth Coppermirror - crazy Northern hermit x Nogrod - house Swann Gil-Galad - First Baker of Braavos satansaloser2005** - random peasant ~ ~ ~ Day has now begun. __________________ “If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world.”

06-28-2014, 03:10 PM	#3
Inziladun Gruesome Spectre Join Date: Dec 2000 Location: Heaven's doorstep Posts: 8,042	So now I know what giving Mac the benefit of the doubt gets me. That's one Lion down, anyway. Interesting kills from the Bear and Lions. I would expect at this point the Bear would be focused on taking out Lions. Did Nerwen look that bad? As for Volo, I don't remember seeing anything in particular that might have made him an inviting target. __________________ Music alone proves the existence of God.

06-28-2014, 03:26 PM	#4
Encaitare Bittersweet Symphony Join Date: Jul 2004 Location: On the jolly starship Enterprise Posts: 1,814	Just wanted to pop in to say that my posting will be limited for most of toDay, as I am at a family gathering for the weekend. I will be reading and following along as much as I can, but my posts will be brief, if they happen at all. Last edited by Encaitare; 06-28-2014 at 03:26 PM. Reason: Cross-posted with Inzil.

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