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Everlasting Whiteness
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The Inn was quiet. Kath was polishing the bar, and Agan sat on a stool counting pennies meticulously.
“Did you see the black cloth sticking out from beneath that one person's cloak?” Agan asked. “Surely a brother of the Night's Watch on the run.” “Or on an errand to the south,” Kath retorted. “Anyway it's not just the Night's Watch who wear black. I served beer – well, several beers actually – to somebody with amazingly violet eyes. If I didn't know better I could've sworn they were a Targaryen's eyes.” “You've never seen a Targaryen. And they've died out. Puff. All gone, and a good thing that is. We don't need any more Mad Kings.” “I’m not sure that a Mad King wouldn’t be better than a Lannister on the throne. I am sure I saw crimson and gold underneath some of those dark cloaks.” Agan shuddered at the very thought of lions in her bar and peered closely at the money she was counting. She couldn’t see anything gold, but that was no real comfort. “And better violet eyes than glowing blue.” Kath continued. “I’ve heard tales of those walkers in the North, the Night’s Watch bring strange stories in return for a drink.” “Never mind mysterious tales from north of the Wall,” Agan interrupted. “I’ve a better story from right here in the Inn!” Kath’s eyes glinted with interest and she leant forwards on the bar, hand under her chin, ready to listen. “You saw those two; the big and hairy bloke and the fair-haired girl? They came in separately and sat separately but exchanged lovesick glances all evening.” “Oh, those two! They both seemed really upset about getting beds in gender-specific dorms!” Kath exclaimed. “I rather think we are seeing a tryst here. Not that it's anything special! I wonder if they'll sneak out.” “Do lock the door, Kath, and hide the key in its usual place! The times being what they are, we don't want any negligent lovers to leave our door open for sellswords and robbers.” “Yes yes,” Kath said and dug the large key out of her pocket. “I'll go bar the kitchen door,” Agan said Heading off in different directions, the two dwarves had no chance against the evils that were about to befall them. As Agan marched off toward the kitchen, three shadows slid down the stairs and followed her trail. As Kath turned her back on the room to lock the heavy wooden door, a faint whisper, as if of hair moving in a breeze, made her turn back. “Agan?” She called, uncertain. There was no reply. She hid the key and pocketed the coins Agan had left on the table. She flicked crumbs from the table idly and shifted her weight, and wondered what was keeping Agan. Then she followed her. What she saw in the kitchen made her gag. There was Agan, crumpled on the floor and covered in blood. Her throat had been slit neatly, and there were gashes and cuts all over her body. She was still breathing shallowly, but as Kath rushed to embrace her, the tears in her eyes blurring her vision, she sighed once and was still. “Oh, they will pay for this, they will!” Kath snarled, and made for the axe behind the bar. Her tiny footprints mixed with the traces of huge paws on the bloody floor. Even through her furious tears, something about those pawprints caught Kath’s attention. The tracks were crossed and muddled, yet there was something different. Kath bent closer to the floor, to one print in particular. Surely those others were the marks of some great cat but this one, this one was … a bear? As though thinking of the creature conjured it before her, a great paw scythed through the air above Kath’s head. Before she could do much as scream, claws gored into her back, stabbing through her heart. Blood bubbling from her mouth, she too collapsed to the ground and was still. ~ ~ ~ As the patrons woke up gradually, they realised something was wrong. The Inn was chilly, and there was no smell of cooking. When Kitanna got downstairs, Eönwë and Inzil were already there. “The fire hasn't been lit,” pointed out Eönwë. “It looks like our hostesses are sleeping late this morning,” said Inzil. “I'll take the liberty to pour myself a beer then,” Kitanna said. A short time later, Encai pranced downstairs, followed by wilwa and Boro. “Where are Agan and Kath?” she asked. “Let's go look for them,” said Boro, “I want my breakfast.” “I believe their room is in the second floor,” said wilwa. On the stairs Boro and wilwa ran into Lottie and Nerwen, and together they proceeded to Agan and Kath's door. Lottie knocked but there was no reply, and Nerwen pushed the door open. The room was empty, the bed unslept-in. “Something must be wrong,” Lottie said. “They wouldn't just have left,” Nerwen agreed. Suddenly there came a cry from downstairs. G55 was standing at the kitchen floor, looking pale. “I think... I think I've found them,” she whispered. Greenie and WythDryden came through the doorway, having been alerted by G55’s scream. “By all the gods,” Greenie whispered, “who could have done this?” “Not who,” WythDryden replied, “but what.” “He’s right!” Eomer’s voice called from the main room. As the others made their way back to him, they saw that he was pointing down at the ground, where bloodied prints were still clearly marked. “Are those … lion prints?” Rikae asked. “And bear prints.” Mac added after a closer inspection. Cop, face peering through the mounds of shawls that surrounded her, nodded with a sad sigh. “To think, two peaceful creatures murdered as we slept. It’s despicable.” “How did they get in though – or out?” asked Nogrod. “The front door is locked, and so is the back door. I can't find the key. And the windows are too small!” “Maybe they didn't get out. Maybe they're still here with us,” said Volo ominously to the quiet room. “Oi! Is this a torn Lannister cloak I see?” Gil cried suddenly from a corner in his Braavosi accent, holding up a piece of crimson fabric with a lion clearly stitched on it in golden thread. “Do we have traitors in our midst?” “I am afraid all the signs point to what Gil just said being true. There are murderers here,” sally concluded. “And we cannot get out,” said skip, hitting the door. The lock rattled but the door didn't budge. The patrons fell silent, the realisation of their bleak situation dawning upon them. The silence was only broken by a voice from the middle of the stairs: “What's this commotion?” asked Lommy, sleepy-eyed and smiling, “and what's for breakfast?” ~ ~ ~ DAY 1 HAS BEGUN VILLAGERS – DISCUSS YOUR WOES! Dead: Agan Kath Alive: Eönwë - house Royce Inziladun - house Tully Kitanna - illiterate peasant Encaitare - random peasant Thinlómien - house (Stannis) Baratheon wilwarin538 - house Mormont Boromir88 - house Bolton Loslote - illiterate Tyrell cousin Nerwen - house Martell Galadriel55 - wildling A Little Green - house Reed WythDryden - house Martell Eomer of the Rohirrim - house Stark Rikae - house Tarth Macalaure - house Connington Coppermirror - crazy Northern hermit Nogrod - house Swann Colin "Volo" Mute - house (Euron) Greyjoy Gil-Galad - First Baker of Braavos satansaloser2005 - random peasant skip spence - ex-Lannister Imp
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“If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world.” Last edited by Kath; 06-24-2014 at 03:27 PM. |
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Child of the West
Join Date: Dec 2003
Location: Watching President Fillmore ride a unicorn
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There's three peasants, three lions. So obviously Sally, Enca, and me...oh wait. Well, that simply isn't correct...
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Fluttering Enchantment
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Would like to start by saying that the fact that House Mormont is from Bear Island and our blazon is a black bear is purely coincidental and has nothing to do with a certain role. And here I was prepared to make stupid bear puns for most of the game and they went and added that role and ruined my fun
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Comme une étoile amarante Comme un papillon de nuit C'est la lumičre qui m'attire La flamme qui m'éblouit Fenris Muffin
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Mellifluous Maia
Join Date: Aug 2006
Location: A glade open to the stars, deep in Nan Elmoth
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Blossom of Dwimordene
Join Date: Oct 2010
Location: The realm of forgotten words
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÷÷Kit ÷÷Lommy ÷÷Boro ÷÷Lottie ÷÷Nerwen ÷÷Nog ÷÷Sally ÷÷Greenie ÷÷Cop Because I've never played with you, ever. ÷÷Steve ÷÷Eomer ÷÷Wilwa ÷÷Rikae Because I've just played with you a week ago. ÷÷Enca ÷÷Mac ÷÷Volo ÷÷Gil ÷÷skip Because I've played with you every single game I played. ÷÷Wyth Because you're such an old-timer, I'm bored of you. ![]() ![]() ![]()
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Mellifluous Maia
Join Date: Aug 2006
Location: A glade open to the stars, deep in Nan Elmoth
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A week ago? You must have me mixed up with someone else.
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Fluttering Enchantment
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....or she's lost her mind. x'ed with Coppermirror
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Comme une étoile amarante Comme un papillon de nuit C'est la lumičre qui m'attire La flamme qui m'éblouit Fenris Muffin
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The Sweetest Spoiler
Join Date: Nov 2007
Location: from beneath you it giggles incessantly
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*clears throat* You'll have to forgive dear Kit. She learned to count by cutting into her fingers one at a time, and she accidentally removed a few during the process, so math is a bit difficult for her.
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"My heart always cowers behind the defense of my wit." Friendship is two pals munching on a well-cooked face together. Fenris bookworm.
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The Sweetest Spoiler
Join Date: Nov 2007
Location: from beneath you it giggles incessantly
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I found out that we will have a Very Important Visitor at work tomorrow, so I will be unable to access the Downs except during my lunch. If I wake up early enough in the morning, I'll vote before I head to work, but otherwise I'll have to pop in quickly during lunch and catch up as best I can before shooting off a quick vote. Obviously the latter is my preference, but I'll have to see how tomorrow unfolds.
I'm going to try to catch up on the thread before bed, but there doesn't seem to have been much of substance said so far, so I may put it off until morning.
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"My heart always cowers behind the defense of my wit." Friendship is two pals munching on a well-cooked face together. Fenris bookworm.
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Psyche of Prince Immortal
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Ah the first day, or as I like to call it "shot in the dark" day. I will be patient and do my dough-dancing for the guests.
(Just a heads up, I do have a final exam this saturday so ideally my focus will lay in studying for that. If a voting deadline is coming up and I am absent, one or all of the fabulous downers that have me on fb can feel free to msg me to remind me.) "There is only one god, yeast, and when it refuses to rise we say 'not today'."
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Fading Fëanorion
Join Date: Mar 2006
Location: into the flood again
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Mac Connington has been sitting in a corner of the inn, quietly. He was friendless here: all kinds of houses of Westeros were present, yet, the Martells aside, all of them loyal subjects of the Usurper. It made him sick. He wished he could feel different about the peasants, but he knew they cared little, as long as they were left alone and had the copper to buy an ale at the inn.
Yet now this inn didn't sell ale anymore, being violently parted from its owners. Maybe this was just the kind of stir needed to bring fat lords and witless smallfolk to a nobler cause. (Comment about incognito Targaryens withheld due to spoilers.) Mac took off his glove, slowly and deliberately, and inspected his hand. The black nail on his index finger once again brought a frown to his face. He pulled his knife and carefully pricked the fingertip. He felt nothing, and his expression turned bitter. He put away the knife and swiftly slipped the glove back on, and then rose. "I believe the matter at hand is clear enough. Were-Lannisters have killed our innkeeps, and there is little reason to believe they won't strike again the coming night. Since obviously we can't just leave this cursed place, we need to find who in our midst is secretly the worst among the Usurper's ilk." He looked around the common room in mistrust, then glanced again at his gloved hand. "And we don't have much time to do so! This place is suspiciously quiet and void of a sense of urgency!" He collected himself, to voice his thoughts. Quote:
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![]() Wilwa of House Mormont gives good advice concerning lovers and hunter. I agree. Galadriel the wildling adds some sense, too, but Inzil of House Tully's comments on Wilwa's points seem more looking-to-be-helpful rather than actually helpful to me. Then again, Encai finds him helpful, so maybe I'm too eager to find something suspicious in what little has been posted so far. Last edited by Macalaure; 06-24-2014 at 10:28 PM. Reason: typo |
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Wisest of the Noldor
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Shady She-Penguin
Join Date: Dec 2004
Location: In a far land beyond the Sea
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Jumping on someone else's point to create suspicion against a group of people? Check. Throwing around vague suspicion that can't bear close inspection? Check. Of course people are talking about the bear and the modified hunter this early on. It's always the exceptional rules that start the discussion on Day1 (it was the same last game, for example). But ironically, your post has started the actual wolf suspicions (both by you suspecting the earlier posters and by me now suspecting you) so maybe I shouldn't complain. ![]()
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Shady She-Penguin
Join Date: Dec 2004
Location: In a far land beyond the Sea
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Okay, let me get this straight.
Good sides to having a bear - it makes more sense for the bear and his lover to side with us (that would make the odds 18 against 3 and with a double ability to try to take out a wolf). - even if the bear and his lover don't choose sides yet, they have a reasonable chance of killing a wolf even at random. Bad sides to having a bear - two kills per Night. Apparently I'm the only one freaked out by this atm. It's in the bear's interests as well as the wolves' to get rid of the gifted so this does not bode well. - also, consequently, my maths say that if the bear and his lover choose to side with the wolves, then the worst case scenario is that we can have a total out in the open vote conspiracy that can make the village lose as early as Day4. Also, I don't personally like the idea of a duo of people who can choose their allegiance having this much power, that's too much of a source of chaos. Otherwise, the ratio 16 innocents against 3 wolves sounds like we shouldn't be too worried, but we should not let it fool us. Let's win rather sooner than later, alright? I'm still annoyed by the wolf victory in the last game!! In conclusion, we should focus on finding the wolves, but personally I'm not too saddened if the bear and/or his lover become casualties in our wolf hunt. No offense, but I will feel safer without a bear roaming in the Night, even if the bear is trying to kill wolves, because I don't trust anybody's judgement more than the collective judgement of the village. (And honestly I don't see the cobbler as a big problem.) Now let's just cross our fingers and hope that the bear and the wolves kill each others for us. We can deal with the bear later if they start to become problematic. edi: xed with Nerwen
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Like the stars chase the sun, over the glowing hill I will conquer Blood is running deep, some things never sleep Double Fenris
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shadow of a doubt
Join Date: Jan 2008
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![]() Never played with a bear (and a loving Maiden fair: how beastly!) before. Like you say, they really are an added source of chaos, as if ww wasn't chaotic enough as it is. This may change of course but at present the pair will have no reason to take sides. The bear can of course try to kill a Lion at some point but if it misses the mark it will surely not hesitate to switch sides again and then again if it seems beneficiary, making them as dangerous to the Lions as to the innocents. So we'd better focus on trying to reveal the Lions rather than the Lovers, since they are clear enemies. That's the way I see things at least.
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Where is Eomer of the House Stark? I'm here to let you know declare your enemies and Bolton stands behind you. Be advised not to listen to any Tully...they're not of the North and can't help us in matters of war and death.
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Join Date: Oct 2010
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However, and this is something I have not considered when I started writing this post, the non-kill could just be a Ranger save from their perspective. They won't know either if said person is a Hunter or an unknown someone. Heck, the Ranger could be protecting a Lion from a Bear! I need to digest this thought, I can't think of all the consequences of this right away. Quote:
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