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  1. Kynedath
    Yay! I'm such a cool guy! Thanks! So does that mean that I am in the clear(ish)? At least for now? Also, does that mean that we have cleared Zas as well?
  2. Kynedath
    Can't tell if you are antagonizing me or not.
  3. Kynedath
    . . . So you take it out on me? I have already told you. I'm not an eliminator. I'm not to blame for the deaths of the innocents.
  4. Kynedath
    Right. I almost forgot about the statements in your signature. I should have known.
  5. Kynedath
    yes, but would you not rather kill me at night and then have the next day's lynch just in case, against all odd, impossibly, I'm not actually an eliminator?
  6. Kynedath
    Or, you know, I could stay alive and find some other way to sate your bloodlust. That would be good. By the way, why didn't you try to kill me last night? You seem dead set on it today, but Nyali was the only one to try and kill me. Unless they are lying and you did it. In which case, it would be a good idea to speak up.
  7. Kynedath
    Guys! I'm not the eliminator! Stop trying to kill me! What can I do to prove my innocence to you?
  8. Kynedath
    Ya sorry about that. I forgot that that was a thing with game etiquette. I decided no to copy it in the end so . . . Yay?EDIT: Jackson waddel says jello! (Hello)
  9. Kynedath
    Nice! Well, I hope to see you around. Enjoy the Shard!
  10. Kynedath
    Or Alv gave it to you because he wanted you to succeed in killing us all. He wanted his team to have as many resources as possible. I would believe either that or maybe #2. Wait, you want to lynch me because I have survived this long? How does that make any sense? Please explain. Zas, you are on the top of my list right now. No this isn't just so that I might be able to survive, but I am legitimately trying to help find an eliminator so that we can win this game.
  11. Kynedath
    Nyali, what can I do to convince you that I am not in fact an eliminator? Edit: I am 100% sure now that Nyali is not the eliminator. Sorry it took me so long, but no eliminator would focus so keenly on one person.
  12. Kynedath
    Dude! I love the Riyria revelations! So good. Nice to have you. Which sanderson works have you read so far? Also, Just a warning, but the cookies here are hemalurgically spiked. Superpowers for your soul and such.
  13. Kynedath
    I can't try to kill anyone! I only have Shardplate! I can't use a shardblade! I can't use a soulcaster to re-direct a shardblade! I don't have those items! And I'm not surprised that it was you, I was just surprised that I survived. And looking back upon the shardplate rules, I am pleased to find out that shardplate protects against two reg attacks and one shardblade attack. That was my bad for misinterpreting. In my period of inactivity, I forgot the rules of shardplate and replaced shardblade attack with painknife attack when shardplate protects against that passively.
  14. Kynedath
    I was also attacked by a shard blade. Apparently I can block those now too. I will look through the rules again to see where it explains this, but I honestly thought that that would have killed me. I'll even copy the message mail sent me in a little bit. But right now I have to get to school.
  15. Kynedath
    I feel like this is the moment of truth. At least for me. You have never been so keen on killing me. How aout this. If you do decide to attack me, make sure that it's with a pain knife, okay?
  16. Kynedath
    Yay! I'm so cool! Thanks!
  17. Kynedath
    It's totally fine. I just appreciate that you're doing it.
  18. Kynedath
    Thanks Mail. I apologize for being so needy, but I have had a rough day and I just want something memorable to come out of this game. Sorry again. Also, I'd be fine with it ending tonight, but whatever works. Edit: Ninja'd by Zas. Alright, you want my suspicions? I'd most likely say Nyali. I wasn't around for when you guys cleared them, so since I have returned, I feel like they have been the most helpful and directive. They have had no suspicion for a long while, other than mine. And yet they keep pushing for my death. Other than that, STINK. He has been too quiet. Much quieter than I normally think of him being.
  19. Kynedath
    Please do not kill me. I am not an eliminator. I know that you guys want to lynch me, but I am a villager. I know that I have done nothing pretty much this entire game, but that is my main line of defense. Why would an eliminator want to make it so obvious late game that they haven't been helping the village? They would want to hide. They wouldn't want to draw attention to themselves. I regret haVing wasted 4 lynches but at the time, I hadn't been able to think through how to explain my actions. Sorry again, and please try to not kill me! Please. Also, mail, I am slightly let down by the single write-up to my name. I have survived four lynched, but my story had only been told once. I understand that time is a limited resource, but I would then ask one of the other players to make them. Please? This may be my only legacy.
  20. Kynedath
    "And why is your odactyl named Peter?"
  21. Kynedath
    Italics: I shall return Bold: htaed (death backwards.) Red: is only Blue: gninngibeht (the beginning backwards, but messed up. It's not all there, and it's not spelled right.) I believe that the message is: I shall return. Death is only the beginning.
  22. Kynedath
    When, when I'm Dead?
  23. Kynedath
    Alright, let me clear one thing up. I'm not a ghostblood. In fact, I will bet anything you care to put on the line that I'm not. If I turn out to be a ghostblood, then I will do whatever you want. Just stop trying to kill me!
  24. Kynedath
    Well, since neither DC nor Elkanah have not put it out yet, I will give you all the write-up that I made around a week ago. Oily smoke tarnished the sky, causing the soldiers surrounding the king to choke and cough. The city around the fort was blanketed in crimson red as the fires consumed building after building.The stark grey of the keep was the only part of the city left unclaimed by the invading army.The king of Kaa had only a few score soldiers left in his army. He would need them later if he was going to reclaim his kingdom. Fortunately, the invading forces seemed more interested in razing and looting his city than coming after him in the keep. All the more time to make his exit. As king Marcus the fourth turned to leave, his gaze was caught by a woman on the ground outside the fort walls. Something about her just didn't seem . . . natural. She was staring straight at him. Before he could react, a bow materialized in her hands, aiming straight at him. In that moment, the bow took up his entire attention. It was deep green with black gilding. It was long enough to constitute extreme effort if the wood was firm, but still short enough to fire from horseback. As the arrow was released, one of his guards had the foresight and awareness to pull him to the side, but the arrow still grazed his side, raking along his ribs. His guards herded him don the stairs and into the small courtyard of the keep. At the bottom of the stairs, a surgeon hurried up to the king and began working on treating the arrow wound. That was when the pain started to affect the king. He started to curse and shout in pain, screaming at the surgeon to stop the pain. What a sorry sight he was. He was supposed to be the king of Kaa, a proud monument for his people to look up to. Yet here he was, his kingdom in ruins, screaming in pain. "What is taking so long!? Get it over with! We have to leave!" "Sire, there are fragments of arrowshaft lodged between your ribs. I must remove them before they get infected or burrow further into your flesh." The surgeon's voice was higher than the king expected, and quavering madly. He looked up into the man's face, and saw that the surgeon was only a boy, hardly in his early twenties. Recognition slammed into the kings mind. This was the master surgeons apprentice. The master surgeon must have left the keep to help the soldiers fighting in the streets, and left this young man here in his stead. "Do it son, but do it quickly. We have no time to lose." he said to the young man. Turning to the rest of the courtyard, the king shouted, "Guards! To me! We leave when the surgeon is finished!" When the boy was done bandaging the king, he stood, appearing visibly shaken. The remainder of the king's guard took positions around the king, leaving to the secret tunnels leading out of the castle. The tunnels twisted and turned, parting and splitting. The king and his entourage, joined by the young surgeon, took a randomized path so that the enemy couldn't predict where they were going to come out. The tunnels were dank and dark. They were long and grueling. The sounds of his guards' armor rattling as they jogged reminded him all too well of the conflict in his city. The light at the end of the tunnel system was a welcome sight. Then he saw her. The woman from earlier. Her bow was in her hand and aimed at the king. It turned out to be gilded in obsidian. The guards around the king tried to charge through the woman, but they just succeeded at releasing her anger. Her bow disintegrated into the air, and she began to weave through the soldiers. Where her hands touched the soldiers' armor, it melted and disintegrated. She had no sword or spear, but she killed nonetheless. Her hand was able to slice through their flesh like a blade. Before they could react, she had dispatched five men. The rest of the king's guard fell back and surrounded the king. Even the surgeon's prentice stood before the king protectively. The woman materialized her bow again and stood before the group of soldiers. Everyone in the tunnel could feel the raw power emanating off of the woman. Then she spoke. "There will be no escape. I will kill all of you if you run. However, my quarrel is with the king of Kaa. If you are not he, then you may pass me uncontested and leave." Several soldiers looked back at the king askingly. The young surgeon looked at the king, terrified. They all knew the situation. There was no way to escape this fate. All they could do was survive. The king nodded. A few soldiers started walking tentatively towards the tunnel entrance. As promised, the woman let them pass. Then the rest of his men felt the need to survive, and started to abandon their king. The surgeon left with a fleeting glance back at the king. He was left with only a score of guards. They had all felt the need to continue their duty of protecting the king with their life. Poor fools. They would lose their lives in vain. At the very least, they were loyal. Then she struck.
  25. Kynedath
    Sorry. I had misread the original post. I though it said that I did *not* have just the one item.
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