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The Pearl, The Lily Maid
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Since the death of Jenny and Foley, Rikae had been busy digging graves.
"You never know if you'll have enough," she assured anyone who asked. "We'll all need one someday." Late into the night she stayed there, working alone steadily. When voices approached, she was thrilled for the help of her three longtime companions. Before the end of the night, the center of the campground was filled with graves, one for each of the club members. "Thanks, guys," Rikae said, reaching a hand up for help out of the last grave. "Now all we have to do is get Jenny, Foley, and Anguirel buried." "Oh, no," said the three on the ground, taking up their shovels as their bodies transformed. "We only intend to help with one burial tonight..." ~*~ The next morning the club members arose and counted their numbers with trepidation. Immediately the question arose: "Where is Rikae?" "I think I know," said Nogrod, pointing to the center of the campground, now filled with neat rows of graves. At the end of the last row, a small mound of dirt marked one that had been filled. Dead JennyHallu - Club President - Bound and collated on Night 1 Folwren - Vice-President - Used for ink on Night 1 Anguirel - Innocent - Misspelled on Day 1 Rikae - Innocent - Buried alive on Night 2 Alive Boromir88 - Fuller - all the NPCs CaptainofDespair - Pompous Nobleman - Melneras, the Gnomish Archwizard Diamond - librarian - Dia'l Na Mon the Half Elven Enchantress and Wielder of Azgalthro the Rapping Sword Durelin - StarCaptain - William Shatner Farael - Heavy-metal singer - sneak Gurthang - Clergyman - Cowardly Knight Naria - Rat Wrangler (Animal control? teehee...) - Kitty Watcha'mikolit the Pygmy Giant, player of the Flute of Doom. Nogrod - Retired General - Ciryatan of the Dúnedain, a one-legged Athelas vendor Rune - temp - Joe the Beorning Bounty Hunter Thinlomien - aging homeless sot - Lothwen the Pretty, elven flowermaid Valier - Radical Hair Butcher - Elven Anoonnoon of Omicron Persieye 8 Volo - teleseller - Tom Yrmacha'zul'charach'ping'yit'pul tha half-balrog, wielding a multitude of sharp pointy objects. Wolves, stop talking. Day 2 has begun.
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