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  1. Cycle One - Murders in the Night Anaiya ran for her dear life. Something had gone horribly, horribly wrong. She turned, looking at the shadowed figure closing in on her. It didn’t seem to be moving, but it seemed to catch up on her nonetheless. How had things gone so wrong? I was just… at our usual meeting place. Sure, it seemed like a weird time to meet, but we’d been having meetings for a while now and nothing had happened. Anaiya risked a glance backwards and immediately regretted it. She couldn’t find her pursuer. She started looking around and- Pain. Immense unimaginable pain. Not the physical kind, but one of the mind. The pain of loss… Setagana. No. She ran. Not away from her pursuer, she didn’t care about that now. She ran towards that familiar tugging sensation that pulled her in his direction. She could sense that feeling diminish with each moment and she ran faster. After what seemed like a long time, she stumbled onto Setagana’s body. She could no longer feel their bond now, but she checked for his pulse nonetheless. She stumbled and fell to her knees as she couldn’t find a pulse and let out a heart-wrenching scream. They said losing a Warder was extremely tough for an Aes Sedai, but nothing could prepare her for this. Setagana. Poor Setagana. What did we do to deserve this? She laid there sobbing for what felt like an eternity till the approach of footsteps indicated the presence of her pursuer. Suddenly, she seemed to be aware of her surroundings. She knew this person had come for both of them, and she needed to survive to tell the others. She prepared her Weaves to attack the unknown person. Just as she was about to release them, she felt held back. Like something was restraining and holding her back. What in the- Her eyes widened in realization. She could feel her opponent’s Weaves of Air on her arms but she could not feel them. And that meant only one thing. Saidin. She tried to shake it off, but the Weaves gripped her harder until one of the Weaves entered her mouth. As the mysterious person started walking closer, the Weaves grew thicker and increased in number, choking and suffocating her. Tears streamed from her eyes as she struggled to breathe. The last thing she saw before she took her final breath was a familiar face. Halima. As dawn broke, the news of Anaiya and Setagana’s death travelled quickly. Whispers of Black Ajah ran around the camp, and there was a general sense of panic in the air. The Amyrlin Seat had to deal with this, and deal with it quickly. She immediately called a meeting with the Hall of the Tower to inform the Sitters and to get to the bottom of this gruesome event. Anaiya was killed! She was a Rebel Aes Sedai of the order Blue Ajah. Setagana was killed! He was a Warder in the service of Rebel Aes Sedai. QF50 has begun! Cycle 1 will end on January 15, at 23:30 IST [GMT + 05:30]. All the PMs should have been sent. If you have not received yours, let me know. Please try to bold your votes, and give retractions in green. Have fun and don’t forget to put your actions in! Player List:
  2. Fura was not one to go down to a knife in the dark. What he bore... it was too precious. He didn't even really know what it was, but he knew it had to stay out of the infiltrators hands. That didn't make too much sense, considering that's where it started, but who was he to ask questions. A pair of boots clattered behind him as he ran. Down the stairs, down a hallway, varying between making as much noise as he could to wake up someone who could help and making as little as he could to try and avoid the roamer's ears. Neither seemed to be working. "You should destroy them..." Fura stopped. Who was that? "You say they're evil, right? So why not destroy them?" I can't, was Fura's immediate thought. But perhaps... He turned and faced the clanking boots, looking their owner in the eyes. He tried not to think about what he'd shared with those eyes. Painful memories, but joyous ones as well. Fura reached out a hand... then stopped, swinging the dark sword off of his back, still sheathed. It was lighter than it looked. "So that's where that went," the infiltrator said. "The Honorblades are easier to hide, but that... that can't be summoned like the the Heralds weapons." "Maybe you can ask the Heralds after I send your soul back to Braize," was Fura's reply. They lunged. Fura swung with the sheathed sword, shattering the arm the traitor raised in defense. But then he felt a tugging, near his stomach. He collapsed, watching the infiltrator sheathe the knife that had just gutted him as Stormlight reknit his bones. An Honorblade appeared at Fura's side as he died. One blade of darkness, one blade of light. Both lay at the ground, defeated. * * * Furamirionind was killed! They were a member of the Shin High Council, the Bearer of Nightblood, and Bearer of Ishar's Honorblade! Nightblood is available to be claimed by Furamirionind's killer! If it remains unclaimed, it will be redistributed at the end of the turn. Ishar's Honorblade is available to be claimed by Furamirionind's killer! If it remains unclaimed, it will be redistributed at the end of the turn. (Note that only one Honorblade (including Nightblood) can be claimed from one kill.) * * * A Highstorm has arrived! Every player who held an Honorblade or is a Radiant has recieved Stormlight! PMS ARE CLOSED, and will remain closed until they are reopened. Please stop PMing or creating new PMs. The Day Turn will end at 5:00 PM PST on December 24th, in about 47 hours. Get your actions in! Honorblade List: Player List:
  3. I have concluded my investigation. Or, rather, I have concluded what can be investigated at this time. A large group pierced our fortifications, with the power of Shardblades and Surges, notably the lost Surge of Gravitation. Perhaps Radiant Gravitation, if the rumors are to be believed. And I believe they are. This would make this grouping a cohort sent by Dalinar, likely with the guardsman Kaladin at its head. Noble men, but dangerous and misguided ones. There were seperate incursions at other places, but I think those are of minor consequence. For now. Here is my proposition. Have every Honorblade bound to an individual. Keep them from being summoned. Use their powers if you must, but above all be secretive. Losing another Honorblade would be disastrous, and I doubt they only came for one. Be vigilant, for here stonewalkers tread. Find them. Dispose of them, if you must. But rid Shinovar of this invasion, and do it with haste. For one of our member will be watching. - Radezk-son-Jhoun, Emissary of the Stone Shamans. LG72 has begun!... Finally. PMs are hard. The Day will end at 5:00 PM PST on December 6th, about 47 hours from now. A few notes/clarifications: @Elbereth will be our IM! PMs are currently closed, and will be until opened with Abrasion. So no PMs this turn. I'll probably send out GM PMs before I post this, but if you haven't gotten yours... yell at me or something. Slightly less than half of you got a GM PM from me, and slightly more than half got one from Elandera. This means nothing except that I type slow and that I really couldn't do this without Elandera... If you need a vote count or a clarification in-thread, @ me, or send it in the GM PM. All PMs are to be one-on-one. No group PMs. I've seen what those can do. NO RHYTHM OF WAR SPOILERS IN THE THREAD. Even in spoiler boxes or in PMs. One, I'm not sure even if that's allowed. But mainly, I still haven't read RoW yet, and therefore can't open those spoiler boxes to make sure nothing sneaky is happening. I'd rather be able to avoid the possibility/suspicion of information trading within spoiler boxes that not everyone can open for fear of spoilers. (Don't worry, I'll read RoW soon... but the rule still stands.) Edit: knew I was forgetting something... if you'd like a link to the Spec Doc (and are not a player in the game...) PM me and I'll send you a link. The full game rules can be found here. Honorblade List: (because I can never remember which Order Vedel's the Herald of...) Player List:
  4. Darius Lorian, Obligator of the glorious Steel Ministry and a member of the Canton of Orthodoxy, wore a brown cloak that covered his face in shadow. It was a tactful clothing choice, as he could roam the streets of Luthadel without the general public shying away from his eye tattoos naming him an open follower of the Lord Ruler. Darius wondered why Obligators such as himself had that effect on people in the Lord Ruler’s own kingdom. They were the proclaimers of justice! Darius had no specific motive on this day for this walk, he merely couldn’t handle work inside the Ministry to be a constant. Darius Lorian liked his breaks. As he moved down the gloomy streets, he noticed a brief shadow appear on the wall beside him. Darius turned to see if a small animal was what was there, or if it was something else. As he turned, he saw that it was not a small animal, but instead a large figure in a hood like his own. Though the hood covered the finer details of the face in shadow, Darius could see the two spikes driven through the figure’s eyes. Darius let out a squeak and jumped back, but quickly regained his composure. The Canton of Inquisition was not always a welcome sight. Hardly ever, in fact. Especially now, with rumors of a struggle breaking out between the Cantons. He stammered out a greeting, making sure not to offend the creature. “Lord Inquisitor, sir, what brings you to me?” The Inquisitor chose to stay true to its reputation and was silent, but gestured to a nearby alley way. Darius did not hesitate to comply with the thing’s wishes, whatever was in store for him there couldn’t be worse than disobedience to a Steel Inquisitor. As soon as they were out of sight from the common people, the Inquisitor wasted no time in extracting a dagger from inside its cloak and stabbing it into Darius’s chest. He gasped and collapsed onto his knees, blood flowing onto the dirt ground. Only now did the Inquisitor speak, and Darius had to struggle to hear the words through his anguish. “Times are changing. The Cantons cannot work together for long. Inquisition will reign.” Darius closed his eyes. He could feel the life seeping out of him. The Inquisitor bent down to be sure that Darius heard his final words: “You are only the beginning of sorrows, a symbol to the others. Many more Obligators will fall. The Final Empire will belong to the Canton of Inquisition, as it should have been from the beginning.” The Inquisitor left Darius lying in his own blood, wondering what he could have possibly done to deserve such a fate. Darius Lorain has died! He was an Obligator of the Canton of Orthodoxy! Cycle One has begun! The cycle will end in approximately 48 hours, on Sunday, November 15th at 1 pm PST. The following cycle will begin soon thereafter. Darius Lorian was an NPC for the sake of flavor in the writeup, and has no influence on distribution or wincons. PMs are open. Group PMs are not allowed. Include myself, Lotus, and Devotary in any PMs made. The lynch has a one vote minimum. Tied lynches will be randomly decided. If you did not receive your PM, message me and that will quickly be fixed. Important: The signups thread got a little cluttered with unnecessary posts, and I don't want that kind of thing to affect the game and those who may not want to participate in them. I would request that straight RPing, other random conversations, and things like that which are unrelated to the game be strictly in PMs. For the thread's sake and for the other players' sake, please respect this guideline. Thank you. Player List:
  5. Alright! This will be my first Inktober, but I don’t have any social media. Instead, you people get to see it. I will post my first drawing later tonight for the prompt: Fly.
  6. So I'm going to put all my (pfft) inktober stuff in this thread. I'm following the Cosmere promts: and yeah I don't have much free time and have absolutely nothing planned out so don't be surprised if I never upload anything
  7. Hello! If you’re reading this without having read Ten of the Void, the first Augury thread, then you need to know two things right now. First, this is a sequel to that. Second, you don’t need to have participated in TotV to participate in this chapter of the adventure! We’d still love to have you if you want to join. So if you’re new and don’t want to read the old thread, or plan to do it later but want to jump in with the RP, here’s what you need to know. (This is also where the Augury itself can be referenced.) Character List: * Izzy sighed. Gati raised an eyebrow, capping eyes that hinted at amusement. “You’ve gotten bored already?” “Aren’t you? All we’re doing is walking.” “I guess being in the presence of multiple gods has worn off, then,” he said, smiling openly, and waved at their surroundings. Green trees permeated with the faint sounds of animals were the majority of the view. “Plus, scenery.” “The scenery is okay,” she mumbled. “But I don’t like walking.” “Technically, the horses are walking.” They’d gotten them at a horse trader back in Fel; Izzy didn’t know what Gati had said or done to get them, but he’d come back out with two horses, one for each of them. Izzy sighed again, matched by Gati grinning, and on they went. *** @Ookla the Maybe-Existent At some points during his journey, Price slept, and as humans do, he dreamed. The very instant one of these began, something took it in its hands and changed it. It swept away whatever would have been in the dream before - a nightmare, a memory, a replaying of the day’s events, jumbled nonsense - and replaced it with a room: wherever Price knew best. Whichever room was closest and most important to him. It was a flawless reproduction, down to the most precise detail imaginable, every atom no different from the room itself; except of course, one was real, and the other in a dream. Yet as exact as the replica was, as much as Price would recognize it...it would feel unfamiliar. Sitting in a chair in this room was a figure. It was impossible to tell the figure’s age, sex, or the color of any of their features. They were not obscured, but as soon as the information was acquired by your eyes and interpreted by your brain, your mind’s record of it vanished. There was a fuzz at their edges, where the air grayed slightly; looking at it for very long gave you a headache. What could be told about them, after some time of watching, was that their eyes were open, and they did not once blink. All of this was in place within the first heartbeat of Price’s dream. By the time he himself had entered it, the figure was smiling, hands spread just slightly, welcoming. “Hello, Pryclin Evada. May I have a moment of your time?” *** @Sorana At some points during her journey, Sagitta slept, and as humans do, she dreamed. The very instant one of these ended, something took it in its hands and changed it. It swept away whatever had been in the dream before - a nightmare, a memory, a replaying of the day’s events, jumbled nonsense - and replaced it with a room: wherever Sagitta knew best. Whichever room was closest and most important to her. It was a flawless reproduction, down to the most precise detail imaginable, every atom no different from the room itself; except of course, one was real, and the other in a dream. Yet as exact as the replica was, as much as Sagitta would recognize it...it would feel unfamiliar. Sitting in a chair in this room was a figure. It was impossible to tell the figure’s age, sex, or the color of any of their features. They were not obscured, but as soon as the information was acquired by your eyes and interpreted by your brain, your mind’s record of it vanished. There was a fuzz at their edges, where the air grayed slightly; looking at it for very long gave you a headache. What could be told about them, after some time of watching, was that their eyes were closed, and they did not once open. All of this was in place within the last heartbeat of Sagitta’s dream. By the time she herself had entered it, the figure was smiling, arms crossed, one leg causally set over the other. “Hello, Sagitta T’Sora. May I have a moment of your time?”
  8. Writeup to be added. Turtle was Lynched! They were a Traitorous Trapper with an Aviar Spy! Illwei was killed! They were a Trapper with an Aviar Trapper! The Nightmaw was released! Vote Count: Turtle (4): Gears, Matrim's Dice, The Windrunner Supreme, Illwei The Windrunner Supreme (3): Ashbringer, Straw, CadCom The turn will end in just under 48 hours on Sunday, October 11th, at 9:00 PM PST Player List:
  9. Lerasi walked through the streets of Elendel, careful to watch for signs someone was tailing her. Her handlers had missed the scheduled meeting to discuss what she’d learned about the People’s Republic of Elendel’s plans with the allomancers and feruchemists they were recruiting. It had been almost a year since they’d overthrown the old government and installed a military regime. Lerasi and the other Loyalists were doing everything they could to tear the regime down, which is how she’d found herself being recruited into a secret force of metalborn. She checked her pocket watch as she walked past the meeting point one more time. It was the time that her handlers were supposed to meet her several days ago. She’d finally received a message from them a few days ago. Apparently they’d almost been caught by the PRE’s hazekillers and had to abort the mission. Lerasi shuddered at the thought of having been there when it happened. Lerasi opened the door to the abandoned building and began to make her way to the meeting room. She tapped bronze to check for any signs of allomancy nearby. Thankfully, she didn’t feel anything, so she opened the door and walked in. There was no one there. Before she had time to react, a hand was around her mouth and someone threw her to the ground. A tall man walked into the center of the room from where he’d been hiding in a shadowed corner. Lerasi’s heart stopped for a moment. They’d found her, they must’ve set her up, she was going to die- “Are you alone?” The man said calmly. Lerasi looked up at him, careful to not move too much lest the people holding her down thought she was trying to escape. “As if I’d ever tell you.” She spat at him. He smiled. “That’s what I wanted to hear.” ~ The group of metalborn had been gathered altogether for the first time since they’d all been recruited. People of all ages and from all over the Elendel Basin had been gathered in Elendel to become the peacekeepers for the fledgling republic. A tall man stood in front of the group, their eyes focused intently on him. “I have gathered you all here today,” he said, his eyes scanning across the people before him, “because there are traitors amongst us.” He held up a hand to prevent the whispers that were already spreading through the group. “Lock the doors,” he said to the hazekillers at the edges of the room. “The building has been locked down. There are enough rations here to keep us all alive for the next...month or so. No one is leaving until we have rooted out the traitors amongst us.” He smiled. “I hope you enjoy your stay.” ~ Welcome to Long Game 66: A Struggle for Power! This is a spiritual successor to the game I ran last summer, LG56. This game will be run by me and my fantastic co-GM @Young Bard with @Fifth Scholar as our wonderful IM. I’ll be posting the rules down below, but I’m not sure how great the formatting is going to be when I try to put them in here. If you want to read the rules with much better formatting, you can do so here. Signups will end on Wednesday, June 3rd at 9 pm CDT. The game will start around 10 pm CDT. ~ Rules: Player List: Quick Links: