Anniversary Game 11/Anonymous Game 15: Memory of Tyrian Falls

[Chartreuse Penguin]

(Ade)mordna Niugnep accidentally slept in. So far as she knew this was no major problem. All she planned to do this morning was some housework. Since she woke up late, she didn't do much today. 

Now it was late in the day and Ade realized she had no food for dinner and breakfast tomorrow, so she had to go out. 

When she went out, she saw the town was in chaos. Something about an eminent koloss attack and some traitors in their midst. 

"Well," she muttered, "time to go read the town bylaws again"

[Mauve Crocodile]

I think Coral Swan is alright for now (my vote was a a random poke) and Cream Tuatara trying to get coral to speak about their role when the game has barely begun is suspicious. There’s no reason to do so yet! 

 

Praise the Ja

 

[Emerald Falcon]

6 hours ago, Mint Heron said:

I was talking about Mauve Crocodile, the Jaist who made two posts of about 5 total sentences. 

I'm fine with that. It's good enough reasoning for me right now.

My attention wanders for a while, until I'm approached by yet another person. I seem to be getting popular for some reason, which isn't my favorite thing. Too socially anxious, there's a reason I travel and avoid people as much as I can. Perhaps they've noticed I'm an outsider and are curious, which (unfortunately for me) happens a lot.

Oh well. Social interaction will help me solve this mystery.

6 hours ago, Cream Tuatara said:

Hayden approaches the quiet man in the corner. "Metals?" he asked. "You burn any metals?"

I shift away from the man. It's the drunk man who I'm thinking is a saboteur, currently. I shake my head, and look past him, back at the room.

Something's caught my attention again.

6 hours ago, Cream Tuatara said:

"The girl and the gambler. I don't trust either of them."

It's giving standard distancing vibes again. My opinion on the drunk is definitely going down.

Continuing that line of thought:

6 hours ago, Magenta Albatross said:

“Alais. Alais Short,” he said, reaching out a hand. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Acks

Followed by:

5 hours ago, Cream Tuatara said:

"I wouldn't. I've known too many murdrers." he said shortly. "I only just met you."

I'm not sure they could look more partnered to me. If either of them were to end up being a saboteur, I'd immediately look at the other. Their interactions don't feel natural - no drive to figure out if the other is a saboteur. It's setting off all the warning bells in my head.

The one who offered me an apple earlier seems to have caught on to something about someone else:

4 hours ago, Indigo Weasel said:

! 

Coral Swan 

I smile slightly, pleased that my assumptions with their little game were correct. It's cute, almost.

The merchant in the corner seems to have fallen asleep, and awoken without much thought on the mystery. I make note that I'd drop him into the pool of those who I believe could be saboteurs, mostly because he still has no drive to solve:

4 hours ago, Fuchsia Ostrich said:

Kael smiles and shakes the offered hand and places 3 boxings on the table in front of himself. He then proceeds to fall asleep. When he wakes up, he realizes that chaos has happened and now he needs to work out what happened.

It would be one thing if he gave even a surface thought about others around him, but the lack of so makes me squint slightly. Definitely on my list of people to watch.

I spend some time thinking. There's some newcomers around, which helps me with sorting who could be a saboteur and who is unlikely to be. Quite a few people have showed up now, and I've already mixed up a couple names in my head trying to figure out who is who. I reiterate to myself that my main suspicions are on the quiet man (Coral Swan), the gambler, (Magenta Albatross), and the drunk man (Cream Tuatara). I should probably refer to people by their names as I pick up on them, if I'm being honest.

Moving on:

4 hours ago, Charcoal Hyena said:

I don't have much time for analysis, but I see Chartreuse Penguin lurking below, and would love to hear from them.

I find this ok. It's a good nudge. I don't feel it's anything clearing of being a saboteur or not, though. More just simply ok.

One of the other newcomers, a man who had quickly slipped in and seemed jumpy, had some attention on two others who I'm feeling ok about. Not finding them that cleared of being a saboteur, but not finding them suspicious, to be specific. I watch the man quietly from across the room. It's intriguing to me how the man seemed to be calling someone else out for something he himself was pretty much doing (re: bold).

4 hours ago, Melon Dingo said:

Rind found a table for himself, keeping his head down and listening to the flying accusations. The most fingers seemed pointed at Acks, but nothing Rind overheard left them inclined to agree. No, the Jaist (@Mauve Crocodile) and Nibbles (@Indigo Weasel) drew his attention most. Sharing no reasoning while being so quick to blame was never a good sign. With as little as Rind knew his suggestions may as well be random, but he felt better about following his gut than the roll of the dice- or, well, the apple.

It pings me slightly, and I make a mental note to also watch this newcomer. Probably around the same tier as the merchant, if I were tiering my list of who's likely to be a saboteur and who isn't.

I am curious why he chose to primarily suspect and accuse the one giving apples over the other one, though.

Across the room, I hear the little girl echoing the same thoughts I'm having about the nervous man:

3 hours ago, Ivory Dragonfly said:

"I don't like the look of that Rind (Melon Dingo) fellow. He comes in late as anybody, blames the strangest people here, and sits himself down nice and quiet. I've seen him skulkin' around, but only now he chimes in. Like, that chef is certainly actin' funny, but he's tryin' to get a rise out of you. Ya should know better to suspect that. And the priest, sure he's talkin' funny, but it's kinda beautiful in a way. Then he's got the gall to say his reasons are random? Seems like he knows more than he's lettin' on..."

She turned to the nervous man's table. "Hey shady! Got anythin' to say about that?"

I nod to myself, liking that we've reached a similar conclusion. It's in no way clearing, though, but it's a slight plus. I haven't minded her presence that much either.

I don't mind this comment by the quiet lurker, who is back to looking around again. Specifically:

2 hours ago, Azure Mouse said:

[...] as well as the rodent-like man who had just rushed in, pointing his own suspicions away from Acks, but to another, some Apple vendor..? Quaint. It immediately sparks to mind that this could be a Saboteur pushing off onto a villager, but I've made generalizations while not allowing time to follow through. Surely though, no more than one could be in that group of three <Acks/Rind/Nibbles>?

I find this to be a good line of thought, not likely to be from a saboteur.

I revisit my mental collection of notes (getting a bit jumbled in my head now, honestly. I should invest in writing tools):

Quote

Azure Mouse

Nibbles (Indigo Weasel)
Young girl / Sew (Ivory Dragonfly)
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Anyone who I don't have listed would go here, what I'd call "null". Those who I've called "ok" generally are here.
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Merchant / Kael (Fuchsia Ostrich)

Nervous man / Rind (Melon Dingo)

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Quiet man / Acks (Coral Swan)
Gambler / Alais (Magenta Albatross)
Drunk / Hayden (Cream Tuatara)

It's likely I'm giving the one who gives out apples too much of a pass, but I like their little gimmick. It isn't the approach I'd generally expect from someone who is a saboteur. Draws too much unwanted attention, as seen by the accusations from the skittish man (Melon Dingo). For now, it's fine.

I'll admit I have some paranoia with seeing a couple others who hold the same sentiment about the drunk man as I do, though. Perhaps the saboteurs see me accusing someone who is innocent and wish to jump on the bandwagon with me. Makes me nervous, but then again, this kind of thing always does. This is what happens when you're wrong about people a lot of the time, and accidentally side with the wrong kind of people too much.

I would appreciate if it everyone in the inn would give a short list of their current opinions by the end of the day, as I've seen a lot of accusations and suspicion thrown around, but not a lot of figuring out who is innocent. I'd like to see who people are crossing off their lists of being a suspect, as well as who they believe are saboteurs.

[Mauve Crocodile]

6 hours ago, Ivory Dragonfly said:

"I don't like the look of that Rind (Melon Dingo) fellow. He comes in late as anybody, blames the strangest people here, and sits himself down nice and quiet. I've seen him skulkin' around, but only now he chimes in.

Can you elaborate on what you mean by Indigo and myself being 'strange' targets?

 

Praise the Ja

[Melon Dingo]

8 hours ago, Ivory Dragonfly said:

"I don't like the look of that Rind (Melon Dingo) fellow. He comes in late as anybody, blames the strangest people here, and sits himself down nice and quiet. I've seen him skulkin' around, but only now he chimes in. Like, that chef is certainly actin' funny, but he's tryin' to get a rise out of you. Ya should know better to suspect that. And the priest, sure he's talkin' funny, but it's kinda beautiful in a way. Then he's got the gall to say his reasons are random? Seems like he knows more than he's lettin' on..."

She turned to the nervous man's table. "Hey shady! Got anythin' to say about that?"

Rind shifts a little in his seat, turning to look at the figure yelling over at him. He offered a sheepish correction. "I wasn't saying the Jaist was random miss, just that he didn't give anywhere near the amount in the way of explanation as the rest of you folk. Nibbles' apples were the randomness that I was referring to, if we're still searching for this sabateur days down the line then that won't leave much to judge him by is all."

[Indigo Weasel]

1 hour ago, Melon Dingo said:

Rind shifts a little in his seat, turning to look at the figure yelling over at him. He offered a sheepish correction. "I wasn't saying the Jaist was random miss, just that he didn't give anywhere near the amount in the way of explanation as the rest of you folk. Nibbles' apples were the randomness that I was referring to, if we're still searching for this sabateur days down the line then that won't leave much to judge him by is all."

Oh! Did you not get any? Nibbles has many to share, pick one: 

Nibbles promises it's not a subtle trap. @Coral Swan can attest to the fact that it's not at all subtle.

[Cream Tuatara]

7 hours ago, Emerald Falcon said:

I'm fine with that. It's good enough reasoning for me right now.

My attention wanders for a while, until I'm approached by yet another person. I seem to be getting popular for some reason, which isn't my favorite thing. Too socially anxious, there's a reason I travel and avoid people as much as I can. Perhaps they've noticed I'm an outsider and are curious, which (unfortunately for me) happens a lot.

Oh well. Social interaction will help me solve this mystery.

I shift away from the man. It's the drunk man who I'm thinking is a saboteur, currently. I shake my head, and look past him, back at the room.

Something's caught my attention again.

It's giving standard distancing vibes again. My opinion on the drunk is definitely going down.

Continuing that line of thought:

Followed by:

I'm not sure they could look more partnered to me. If either of them were to end up being a saboteur, I'd immediately look at the other. Their interactions don't feel natural - no drive to figure out if the other is a saboteur. It's setting off all the warning bells in my head.

The one who offered me an apple earlier seems to have caught on to something about someone else:

I smile slightly, pleased that my assumptions with their little game were correct. It's cute, almost.

The merchant in the corner seems to have fallen asleep, and awoken without much thought on the mystery. I make note that I'd drop him into the pool of those who I believe could be saboteurs, mostly because he still has no drive to solve:

It would be one thing if he gave even a surface thought about others around him, but the lack of so makes me squint slightly. Definitely on my list of people to watch.

I spend some time thinking. There's some newcomers around, which helps me with sorting who could be a saboteur and who is unlikely to be. Quite a few people have showed up now, and I've already mixed up a couple names in my head trying to figure out who is who. I reiterate to myself that my main suspicions are on the quiet man (Coral Swan), the gambler, (Magenta Albatross), and the drunk man (Cream Tuatara). I should probably refer to people by their names as I pick up on them, if I'm being honest.

Moving on:

I find this ok. It's a good nudge. I don't feel it's anything clearing of being a saboteur or not, though. More just simply ok.

One of the other newcomers, a man who had quickly slipped in and seemed jumpy, had some attention on two others who I'm feeling ok about. Not finding them that cleared of being a saboteur, but not finding them suspicious, to be specific. I watch the man quietly from across the room. It's intriguing to me how the man seemed to be calling someone else out for something he himself was pretty much doing (re: bold).

It pings me slightly, and I make a mental note to also watch this newcomer. Probably around the same tier as the merchant, if I were tiering my list of who's likely to be a saboteur and who isn't.

I am curious why he chose to primarily suspect and accuse the one giving apples over the other one, though.

Across the room, I hear the little girl echoing the same thoughts I'm having about the nervous man:

I nod to myself, liking that we've reached a similar conclusion. It's in no way clearing, though, but it's a slight plus. I haven't minded her presence that much either.

I don't mind this comment by the quiet lurker, who is back to looking around again. Specifically:

I find this to be a good line of thought, not likely to be from a saboteur.

I revisit my mental collection of notes (getting a bit jumbled in my head now, honestly. I should invest in writing tools):

It's likely I'm giving the one who gives out apples too much of a pass, but I like their little gimmick. It isn't the approach I'd generally expect from someone who is a saboteur. Draws too much unwanted attention, as seen by the accusations from the skittish man (Melon Dingo). For now, it's fine.

I'll admit I have some paranoia with seeing a couple others who hold the same sentiment about the drunk man as I do, though. Perhaps the saboteurs see me accusing someone who is innocent and wish to jump on the bandwagon with me. Makes me nervous, but then again, this kind of thing always does. This is what happens when you're wrong about people a lot of the time, and accidentally side with the wrong kind of people too much.

I would appreciate if it everyone in the inn would give a short list of their current opinions by the end of the day, as I've seen a lot of accusations and suspicion thrown around, but not a lot of figuring out who is innocent. I'd like to see who people are crossing off their lists of being a suspect, as well as who they believe are saboteurs.

"Youse suspect me." Hayden said softly. "I see it in your eyes. I've been many a man, a soldier, a drunkard, but for a few years, a detective. I don't suspect Acks cuz he burns this eleventh metal. Mistings either burn one or all, so he either a Mistborn, or just that, a Misting. And our saboteurs must burn metals. Now he could be lying, but why invent a metal rather than just say a metal like copper? And he ain't no Mistborn cuz he don't know what the metals do."

[Magenta Albatross]

1 hour ago, Cream Tuatara said:

And he ain't no Mistborn cuz he don't know what the metals do."

“Hayden,” Alais said softly, “think about it. What would the eleventh metal be? It could be an alloy of gold, or it could be an alloy of atium. And only Mistborn can burn atium. We need to see this “eleventh metal.” We need its name, properties, and what it is. It could be more valuable than you think.”

Edited January 12, 2025 by Magenta Albatross
Elaboration

[Cream Tuatara]

14 minutes ago, Magenta Albatross said:

“Hayden,” Alais said softly, “think about it. What would the eleventh metal be? It could be an alloy of gold, or it could be an alloy of atium. And only Mistborn can burn atium. We need to see this “eleventh metal.” We need its name, properties, and what it is. It could be more valuable than you think.”

"How you know so much?" he said softly at Alais. "I thought you didn't know about "investy-chur? Regardless, the point stands. He is innocent unless a Missborn, or... or... an Inquisitor, of sorts."

[Indigo Weasel]

Nibbles has seen Acks lurking, but if Nibbles waits any longer, the pie will grow cold. 

Nibbles offered everyone two apples! Nibbles wanted to gauge reaction time, but no one stood out as loyal by offering a quick response. 

Falcon’s instinct was to self-exclude themselves and call the bait out for what it was. Nibbles thinks that everyone probably knew what was happening, but that Spiked are more likely to try to evade the danger while playing within the rules. It’s a v!Kasimir-type response to be more meta about it. Nibbles likes Falcon’s effort too much to bother re-thinking the comparison.   

Heron only participated once pinged, and provided a closed response.

Swan participated willingly, provided an open-RP opportunity, and chose a red apple. The rules of Nibbles’ game were that whoever chose red would be voted for, but Nibbles really thinks Swan is loyal. Their silence today notwithstanding, their risk tolerance seems higher than Heron’s. Nibbles thinks that of the three, Heron responded the most like someone trying to avoid drawing excess attention. 
 

[Emerald Falcon]

5 hours ago, Cream Tuatara said:

"Youse suspect me." Hayden said softly. "I see it in your eyes. I've been many a man, a soldier, a drunkard, but for a few years, a detective. I don't suspect Acks cuz he burns this eleventh metal. Mistings either burn one or all, so he either a Mistborn, or just that, a Misting. And our saboteurs must burn metals. Now he could be lying, but why invent a metal rather than just say a metal like copper? And he ain't no Mistborn cuz he don't know what the metals do."

Mm. He's not wrong about my suspicion of him. Although, I don't follow what else he's talking about. (I didn't read into the details about if there are roles or anything, honestly).

I don't have anything to say, not quite following his line of thought. I feel that he's doubled back on himself here, but can't be bothered to recall if that's true.

I could ask him about his other suspects and who he thinks isn't a saboteur, but I'm not sure that conversation would go anywhere. Plus, you know. Talking requires effort.

Most of his thoughts seemed centered on the same group, who I've called all saboteurs together and still find it amusing the way they dance between accusing and ... whatever the opposite of accusing is, with each other.

I see no reason why he isn't a saboteur here. His reasoning is nonexistent, and he does not seem to have an interest in actually solving the mystery.

Despite having noted it twice now, the gambler (Magenta Albatross) and the drunk (Cream Tuatara) continue their little dance of not actually solving the other.

Going further off of that, I still do not believe either of them are approaching this mystery in a way that shows they are innocent and want to find who is truly behind all of this. I find it hard to believe that the group of Acks (Coral Swan) / Alais (Magenta Albatross) / Hayden (Cream Tuatara) is pure and devoid of saboteurs.

I'd also appreciate it if anyone has been keeping track of who is currently accusing who (votecount), to see who everyone is currently leaning towards being a saboteur.

[Magenta Albatross]

32 minutes ago, Cream Tuatara said:

"How you know so much?" he said softly at Alais. "I thought you didn't know about "investy-chur? Regardless, the point stands. He is innocent unless a Missborn, or... or... an Inquisitor, of sorts."

Alais responds, “I was a blacksmith, like my pops before me. We did some alloying, and I learned the ropes. One time I even did it for the Survivor hisself. I know to make them, but I dunno how their uses work.”

[Amethyst Scorpion]

23 hours ago, Emerald Falcon said:

A kettle? I don't have a kettle. I shake my head and don't say anything.

“Ah. Shame.” Wait. Why was he asking this man for a kettle. He was supposed to ask the inkeep. Malmoc chided himself, burying his face back in Mihtig’s fur as she jumped back up on his shoulders, and left the strange lurking man behind. Wormroot help him, but he’d never smelt a silent man with so much to say, and positively bursting to say it at that. Well, no matter. He reached deep into his pouch for a fistful of lavender and threw it over the man as he walked away. That should set him straight.

23 hours ago, Mint Heron said:

It also feels odd that they accuse someone of watching without saying anything when the only thing they themselves have said almost nothing except an accusation. 

Malmoc nodded at Byrar. The shopkeep had a decent head on his shoulders. It seemed in all the unrest, nobody was making accusations that were quite substantiated—how could they, so early on?—but the sniping from the shadows was a pattern. Still, any voice was better than silence.

23 hours ago, Indigo Weasel said:

Nibbles is here! Please choose an apple:  

Mihtig cocked her head, her eyes transfixed on the two apples in his hands. But they were narrowed to slits in suspicion. Malmoc looked at the proffered options, took both with his hands, and shoved them deep in his pouch. The red one tasted better with a lot of sage.

22 hours ago, Magenta Albatross said:

“Alais. Alais Short,” he said, reaching out a hand. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Acks

“I’m hurt,” Alais states, “I’d trust you with my life.” He walks away from Acks with a short invitation to come with, then follows Hayden.

With his life? Malmoc wasn’t sure he’d heard Alais correctly. Did the two go back that far? Hadn’t they just met? It was an odd comment, and he felt less sure than ever of the two’s relationship. Had he overheard two saboteurs in confidence, or else just a very naïve individual?

19 hours ago, Charcoal Hyena said:

How the hell do I keep ending up in these situations.

The thing calling itself Lysia scowled as she stalked through Tyrian Falls, following the pulsing thrum from her wristband. She glanced at the bustling inn as she passed, but the Resonator didn't increase its pulsing at all, indicating no activity from inside; so she kept moving.

This was supposed to have been a simple operation. Get in, confirm the situation on the ground in Tyrian Falls, get out. But of COURSE it couldn't be that simple. She'd gotten caught in the loop.

It was her own blasted fault, she knew. She'd known the risks, known all about Tyrian Falls. The village twisted in time, warped by an anomalous perpendicularity into temporal loop, forever reliving the same catastrophe in a perpetual cycle of paranoia, betrayal, and devastation. But that was supposed to have stopped; the loop was supposed to have been broken. She'd been careless, ignored the warning signs.

And now she was stuck inside a bubble of time, detached from the wider cosmere. Unless she found a way out, she'd be trapped here and die along with every other living thing in the village. She'd had friends who died here, years ago.

Well, she knew step one: identify the Spiked. There were always Spiked, she knew, in every cycle; conspiring to bring about the downfall of Tyrian Falls. They'd be hiding among the villagers, sowing discord and paranoia. They could be anybody; from what she remembered of past cycles, the identities of the Spiked were completely unpredictable. She remembered the Professor had a theory... But she was getting distracted. She needed to focus on the task at hand.

Lysia arrived at the burning corpse of the watchtower. The guards were still keeping people out, but that wasn't a problem for her. She withdrew a small, oblong box from her pocket, a crank extending out of one side. She adjusted some sliders on it, then after some quick mental calculations, turned the crank two and a half times. She dropped the box to the ground where she stood and immediately started moving to the other side of the tower, tapping her finger rhythmically against her leg as she went.

By the time she'd circled all the way around, she'd tapped her finger one hundred and sixteen times. She waited, timing her approach, then started swiftly running towards the tower, her feet making almost no sound as she ran. At the count of one hundred fifty, right as she was about to come into view of the guards, the harsh cawing of a raven echoed out from where she'd dropped the box. The guards jumped and turned towards the sound, raising their weapons, before realizing it was just a bird. They laughed amongst themselves at their tension, and returned to their posts.

By that time, Lysia was already inside the watchtower.

Inside, Lysia quickly took stock of the room, then withdrew her wrist from her sleeve, exposing an ornate wristband. Composed of an intricate cage of bronze, zinc, and nicrosil, the Resonator held sixteen different narrow, triangular gemstones, arranged in a circle. She'd already guessed what she'd see from the accelerated pulsing sensation, but it couldn't hurt to check. Sure enough, the ruby on the upper left was glowing strongly, along with a faint glow from the emerald near the bottom. Someone had been using hemalurgically-fueled Allomancy here in the last day or two.

She had her first lead on finding the Spiked.

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I don't have much time for analysis, but I see Chartreuse Penguin lurking below, and would love to hear from them.

Vote count:

||2 votes|| Acks (Coral Swan): Alais (Magenta Albatross), the Jaist (Mauve Crocodile), Hayden (Cream Tuatara), Nibbles (Indigo Weasel)

||1 vote|| Alais (Magenta Albatross): Azure Mouse

||1 vote|| Lysia (Charcoal Hyena): Malmoc (Amethyst Scorpion)

||2 votes|| Hayden (Cream Tuatara): Emerald Falcon, Byrar (Mint Heron)

||1 vote|| Chartreuse Penguin: Lysia (Charcoal Hyena)

Malmoc was grateful to see Lysia (Charcoal Hyena), whom he had noted earlier, speak up. He shared some of Byrar’s reservations, as no explanation of her prior silent presence was given, and she seemed to immediately smell out the one person with similar behaviour to her own to accuse. Not that Penguin’s response was in any way exculpatory. They both smelled strange, but in different ways. Yet clearly attention had moved on from them both.

18 hours ago, Ivory Dragonfly said:

"Eeee! She's so pretty." She couldn't believe the fluffy fur was real! It was so soft. After several pets, she patted the cat on the back, letting it go back to her owner.

"I'm Sew by the way. Nice to meet ya. You my dad?" Before the herbalist had a chance to respond, she continued. "It'd be nice if you were my dad. Then Mihtig could be my pet! Oh that would be so cool." She considered going in for another round of chin scratches, but decided against it. "Sorry, I shouldn't focus on the cat. I should be lookin' for Spiked right?"

"I don't like the look of that Rind (Melon Dingo) fellow. He comes in late as anybody, blames the strangest people here, and sits himself down nice and quiet. I've seen him skulkin' around, but only now he chimes in. Like, that chef is certainly actin' funny, but he's tryin' to get a rise out of you. Ya should know better to suspect that. And the priest, sure he's talkin' funny, but it's kinda beautiful in a way. Then he's got the gall to say his reasons are random? Seems like he knows more than he's lettin' on..."

She turned to the nervous man's table. "Hey shady! Got anythin' to say about that?"

Malmoc smiled. He liked the little orphan Sew. He remembered Aella and Eliine, and he and Shemgil’s stewardship of them, so many ash-burnt ages ago. That had been an odd time. He had not been able to save them either. Best not to get involved too deeply with this one. But it hurt his heart to hear ‘dad’ again. He rubbed some more herbs in his pouch unconsciously, hoping they would clear his mind. As the rosemary and citrus filled his nostrils, he blinked and whispered to Mihtig: “You know, anytime you want, you can go get your scratches. There’s someone who might love you as much as Eliine.” Mihtig seemed to purr in agreement. Strange, that creature. He thought they didn’t do that anymore. He smelled again. The wind had changed. He was sure of it. But with the town the way it was, dealing with the saboteurs had to come first. 

15 hours ago, Mauve Crocodile said:

I think Coral Swan is alright for now (my vote was a a random poke) and Cream Tuatara trying to get coral to speak about their role when the game has barely begun is suspicious. There’s no reason to do so yet! 

 

Praise the Ja

 

Malmoc’s eyebrow shot up as the Jaist spoke. So, as accusations thickened, he joined the prevailing winds—and, not only that, but took the balance of voices from a near-even split to one in which Hayden now stood heavily condemned? The drunk had drawn bad attention, yes, but Malmoc would scarcely suspect a saboteur to be as blatant as he. It was unproductive, for the reasons all could now see: it did not take Malmoc’s nose to smell the simmering tension in the air. If the Jaist (Mauve Crocodile) thought a little more about his statement, he might ask why a saboteur would so blatantly look for information so early on. While a town drunk could afford lack of discretion, a small cell of infiltrators could not. Granted, ploys were always possible, but suspicion such as the Jaist’s was cheap.

[Mauve Crocodile]

To that I ask you: why would a villager ask for role information in a public thread? 

Praise the Ja

[Azure Mouse]

Just now, Mauve Crocodile said:

To that I ask you: why would a villager ask for role information in a public thread? 

Praise the Ja

Any can claim audacity as their refuge. It isn't behaviour that is to be encourage for the townsfolk of us. Context would be needed to continue this venue (I recognize once more how out of the loop I feel here). "Why would a saboteur?" 

Any argument claimed would just inverse the other. A puzzling entrapment of information to ponder best left alone. I had been taught to find better situations to occupy my mind.

[Mauve Crocodile]

What are the votes looking like right now?

 

Praise the Ja

Charcoal Hyena

 

Scorpion and I decided in private comms that this is a good option 

 

Praise the Ja

[Araris Valerian he/him]

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[Amethyst Scorpion]

13 minutes ago, Mauve Crocodile said:

What are the votes looking like right now?

 

Praise the Ja

Charcoal Hyena

 

Scorpion and I decided in private comms that this is a good option 

 

Praise the Ja

Malmoc frowned at the Jaist. “That is…a misrepresentation of our conversation. Elder may teach your tongue to speak truth. I expressed an ongoing suspicion, but you remain the one whom I believe to be acting most strangely. Though consolidation of our suspicions will at some point be helpful, and Lysia is a more palatable choice for examination than Hayden, to me. Perhaps they both simply need an herbal remedy to clear their minds.”

[Azure Mouse]

24 minutes ago, Araris Valerian said:

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(OOC: My vote is on Magenta Albatross if needed.)

[Cream Tuatara]

3 hours ago, Magenta Albatross said:

Alais responds, “I was a blacksmith, like my pops before me. We did some alloying, and I learned the ropes. One time I even did it for the Survivor hisself. I know to make them, but I dunno how their uses work.”

He frowned. "Strange, since you claimed to not know much of metals. You brought up this mystery first, eagerly. Why?"

[Emerald Falcon]

I feel fine with where my accusations are for today. Nothing they've said has made me change my mind in the slightest.

While I still can't keep track of who is who fully, there's a couple names who I think have been underwhelming and are worth looking at tomorrow.

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Azure Mouse

Nibbles (Indigo Weasel)
Young girl / Sew (Ivory Dragonfly)
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Amber Vulture
Amethyst Scorpion
Charcoal Hyena 
Chartreuse Penguin
Mint Heron

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Merchant / Kael (Fuchsia Ostrich)

Mauve Crocodile

Nervous man / Rind (Melon Dingo)

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Quiet man / Acks (Coral Swan)
Gambler / Alais (Magenta Albatross)
Drunk / Hayden (Cream Tuatara)

[Charcoal Hyena]

Sorry, no RP. I meant to post something earlier in the day, but stuff came up.

 

I don't love how widely the vote is spread in a game with vote manipulation. Some consolidation is probably a good idea:

Ademornda Niugnep. Alais.

I'm aware this makes me a last-minute tiebreaker, but I think that taking that risk is better than just sitting somewhere meaningless. And while we didn't hear MUCH from Ade, they at least technically posted.

Vote count:

||0 votes|| Acks (Coral Swan): Alais (Magenta Albatross), the Jaist (Mauve Crocodile), Hayden (Cream Tuatara), Nibbles (Indigo Weasel)

||3 vote|| Alais (Magenta Albatross): Azure Mouse, Hayden (Cream Tuatara), Lysia (Charcoal Hyena)

||1 vote|| Lysia (Charcoal Hyena): Malmoc (Amethyst Scorpion), the Jaist (Mauve Crocodile)

||2 votes|| Hayden (Cream Tuatara): Emerald Falcon, Byrar (Mint Heron), the Jaist (Mauve Crocodile)

||1 vote|| Chartreuse Penguin: Lysia (Charcoal Hyena)

||1 vote|| Nibbles (Indigo Weasel): Rind (Melon Dingo)

||1 vote|| Rind (Melon Dingo): Ivory Dragonfly

||1 vote|| Byrar (Mint Heron): Nibbles (Indigo Weasel)

||1 vote|| the Jaist (Mauve Crocodile): Malmoc (Amethyst Scorpion)

Edited January 13, 2025 by Charcoal Hyena
Vote count was wrong.

[Emerald Falcon]

I'm fine with that.

Spoiler

Just to reformat it for myself.

Magenta Albatross (3): Azure Mouse, Cream Tuatara, Charcoal Hyena
Cream Tuatara (2): Emerald Falcon, Mint Heron
Charcoal Hyena (1): Mauve Crocodile
Indigo Weasel (1): Melon Dingo
Melon Dingo (1): Ivory Dragonfly
Mint Heron (1): Indigo Weasel
Mauve Crocodile (1): Amethyst Scorpion

I note the votes moving off of the quiet man, who seems to have slipped back into being forgotten. I'd be fine with last minute pressure here.

I'd probably cross off my main assumption of the gambler and drunk man being partnered, outside of saboteurs accusing each other early with the intent to let the other take the blame and have credit later, if the drunk man continues to accuse the gambler here past when the day ends.

To keep anyone from screwing up this, I could consider switching to accusing the gambler here.

[Azure Mouse]

23 minutes ago, Emerald Falcon said:

I feel fine with where my accusations are for today. Nothing they've said has made me change my mind in the slightest.

While I still can't keep track of who is who fully, there's a couple names who I think have been underwhelming and are worth looking at tomorrow.

Its interesting to see myself stanced so high by a person I've not interacted with. Perhaps I should. I notice how the tensions are getting higher, perhaps one will be removed from here. A retaliation for Gam. Though whether right or wrong is the other question.

[Magenta Albatross]

43 minutes ago, Cream Tuatara said:

He frowned. "Strange, since you claimed to not know much of metals. You brought up this mystery first, eagerly. Why?"

“You’re coming onto me quite suddenly, my good friend,” Alais said. He had a growing suspicion that Hayden (Cream Tuatara) was the saboteur.