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  1. Elenion
    I'm currently on mobile, but I would like anyone who Stick had contacted to start looking for others who also knew Stick's role. If Stick was killed for her role, the elims had inside info. -Len
  2. Elenion
    It was I who discovered the bird omen. Analysis to come tonight. -Len
  3. Elenion
    Sound logic; I'll note that for later in case that is the case. Isaac "The Hammer" Jones awakened from his nap to the loud voice of a guy in a red shirt and also to a pounding headache from the drinking he had been doing. He dealt with the first one first: "Were this the time to kill someone, I would advocate for your death [vote on you]. Nobody here is stupid, especially not the Hammer." And then, to deal with the headache, the Hammer went to sleep. There was enough Hammering in his head that he didn't feel like doing any outside of his head. And of course, he didn't notice the insulting message that the rogue pen fragments had scribbled on his backside. That goes without saying. --Len
  4. Elenion
    I like Protect Me as a foolproof command for self-preservation. Hmmm... what about "Deliver Justice"? On one hand you could get a sword that rewards the good in addition to fighting evil, but on the other hand you could end up with (SA)
  5. Elenion
    I don't have any read on Assassin myself, but I do think that exploring is a good idea because to avoid breaking the game the chances of getting a new elim have to decrease each time, and if we want to get an elim lynched I think we're going to need some abilities. The Elims appear to have them, so we need them too. Call it an arms race, if you will. --Len
  6. Elenion
    Well that didn't turn out well. That result does make me more suspicious of PK... I don't have much else to add. I'd suggest everyone explore again tonight, and wait to see who gets the knife.
  7. Elenion
    General bulletin: Ookla the Bard is STINK, not Bard. You can tell by the sig. -Elenion
  8. Elenion
    I'd rather you didn't, but I can't blame you for doing it. We do need a lynch if we want to catch the traitors. No lynch = guaranteed no traitor death.
  9. Elenion
    Ummm... okay then. Ookla party!
  10. Elenion
    The Hammer, upon hearing his name, jerked out of his drunken stupor into a state of semi-consciousness. "Eh? What's this about me? I'll tell you something young lady, and that's that by my traitor I swear I'm not sobriety...wait...wait...by my swear I traitor that I'm not sober...by my sobriety I traitor that I'm not swear...by my traitor I sober that I'm not swear...BY MY TRAITOR I SWEAR I'M NOT SOBER!" And of course that wasn't what he meant at all, but it did get the message across. Sort of. [Out of character: what is making you suspicious that I"m a traitor? Also, why the name change? (Edit: never mind that last part)] I don't follow... how does sarcasm about me casting a vote on you connect to you reading an AP Gov textbook?
  11. Elenion
    I find it humorous just how fickle the dice can be. Take this case study from today's D&D campaign: (for reference, this is D&D 5th and I'm playing a level 3 (very low level) Rogue) Scenario 1: Dice of Odium So we're walking along the trail and run into a stray patrol of hobgoblins. And I mean these guys were pretty pathetic, and there were only 4 of them against 4 of us. We split into four 1v1 battles and get fighting. I flop my initiative (rather hard to do with +5 against +0, but I did it) and my hobgoblin attacks and misses because I'm really hard to hit. And then I attack and roll a 2. My hobgoblin attacks again. Miss. I attack again. 5. Nope. My hobgoblin attacks again. Miss. I attack again: 3. And then the other characters had all finished and so took pity and killed my hobgoblin for me. I hadn't dealt a single point of damage to that weakling. Scenario 2: Dice of Honor We're down in the adventure a little ways, and an old hermit offers to give us some info about the location of hidden treasures in exchange for a favor. Said favor was driving off a young green dragon from the ruined house across the way. And the four of us, with a total level between us of 14, were greedy enough to take this guy up on his offer even though it was foolhardy. We walk over there, the dragon isn't in a talking mood, and the battle starts. And we just couldn't miss. Over the 3 turns that I dealt 0 damage to that one hobgoblin, I dealt about 45 damage to this dragon; about half of its total HP, all with a light crossbow and a rapier. The dragon, despite making 3 attacks per turn, hit one of our party only once over the course of the fight, and that was the Fighter with the most HP of us all. Eventually, the dragon just gave up, flew away, and left us with the loot.
  12. Elenion
    I got thinking the other day, and I thought of this cool question. I'd like to hear some of you guys' answers to it: If you awakened your own sentient sword, what command would you give it and why?
  13. Elenion
    I made no implication that I didn't consider Bard an experienced player: I do consider Bard an experienced player. He's been around longer than I have, at least, and tends to be more accurate than I am based on what I've seen. My point was that if I was an eliminator, he wouldn't have been my target. So, I looked for a reason why the elims would have killed him. I said "El especially tends to be a high-priority target". Khaos would be a mid-to-high-priority target that would be a good kill at the beginning because she hasn't yet begun any analysis and El hasn't been on too much. I'm trying to avoid a repeat of last lynch, where I put a vote down, was unable to get on, and ended up with a lynch that didn't generate much discussion. But I guess we are suffering from a lack of votes, so... So basically, we've got 2 votes on PK (Ecth and Straw), one vote on Straw (PK), one vote on Rae (JUQ), one on Dani (Araris), and one on Jondesu (Rae). Currently, the lynch is on PK, who because of his attempts at creating discussion I trust more than the others; so that needs to change. I could fix that by voting Straw, Rae, or Dani. And then... gut reads. Grrrr. I hate lynching based on gut alone. But... Rae. Something's just seemed off about her playstyle this game, and though I can't place it I'd much rather have her lynched than PK.
  14. Elenion
    I had a thought: it seems strange to me that no one has tried to kill Elbereth or Wilson yet. El especially tends to be a high-priority target, and with the village almost guaranteed to have no protection roles I'm a little surprised that they killed Bard N1. There must have been a reason for killing Bard, so what was it? Here's my thoughts on some of the more common elim motivations: 1. Killed for silence. I'm leaning no on this one. Bard didn't seem to have any contact networks, secret plans, or definite suspicions. 2. Killed for activity. If this was the motive, a better target would have been Jondesu or, since he has been suspected, Elbereth. Both were far more active than Bard. 3. Killed for role. Bard was vanilla. Sure, there could have been rumors about secret roles, but kills for role should have been directed to PK or STINK, not Bard. 4. Killed for surprise. This is my suspect: eliminator teams that are predictable (kill players who are active; kill players who have role-claimed; kill players with contacts) tend to fall prey to things like Vet-baiting and protection roles. Killing Bard, a surprise move, would have nearly-guaranteed no role interference.
  15. Elenion
    I'm with Chull: wait for Oathbringer and increase tournament size from 32 to 64. Even if a bunch of obscure characters do get in, they'll probably get eliminated by the big names sooner or later.
  16. Elenion
    Isaac "The Hammer" Jones ran for his life. It was something that he had never done before: he usually opted for the seemingly-foolhardy approach of head-on, do-or-die combat. That style lent itself well towards fights that could be won with a good Hammer, but this particular scenario made that an impossibility. So, he ran. Room after room, hallway after hallway, he ran; not caring for the explorers he nearly mowed down in his wild flight. He even passed a pool of blood. Poor bloke, that guy, but the Hammer had no time to investigate. After a few minutes, the Hammer stopped, panting. He listened. Nothing. Silent like the grave. He shivered at that analogy. The last thing he needed was to drive himself insane with a few stupid analogies to death. The scratching was gone, so he was safe for now. He looked around, and saw that the room he was in was an old stone affair with a single door, through which he had come in. Around the perimeter were glass display cases. Inside of them hung ancient-looking weapons: spears, swords, clubs. Spaced around the room were ten suits of armor, the ancient type that had become obsolete with the discovery of efficient Lifeless command codes. The room had the bleak atmosphere of a dungeon, and a chill breeze to match. It also gave the Hammer the feeling that he was being watched. "Hello?" he said softly, cautiously. The head of the nearest suit of armor jerked up, gazing at the Hammer through empty slits in its iron facemask. Isaac Jones jumped back, surprised. "What... what are you?" No response. "Stop staring at me!" The armor suddenly looked down. The Hammer stood there for a few seconds, speechless. Enchanted suits of armor were things that he was not used to on an assignment. "Hey, you. Look back up at me." The armor did not move. Jones thought for a few seconds, then spoke again. "Hello?" The armor jerked back to staring at him through an empty mask. "Come to me." It stepped towards him, metal boots crashing against the stone floor. What kind of Awakener would make the command for his Lifeless suits of armor be Hello? One that wasn't right in the head, probably. "Hello." He spoke it louder, with more vigor. All of the suits of armor in the room jerked their masks up to face him. "Arm yourselves." Moving with a creaking of aged metal and stepping with the crash of metal on stone, they moved slowly, deliberately to the cases on the walls. They smashed their iron gauntlets into the glass and it cracked into a spiderweb of razored fragments, which the Lifeless ignored. From the cases they drew iron swords, each the height of a grown man. "Hello. You will take orders from me without this command phrase." The armors made no acknowledgement of the order, but made no apparent resistance to it, either. "Form up behind me." And they moved as one into a box five wide and two deep, directly behind the Hammer. He threw back his head and laughed. "Follow me and protect me." It was no longer a time for fear. It was no longer a time for running. It was... Hammer time. *********************************** The Hammer put down the tankard of ale he had found in the house's kitchen and burped loudly. A little alcohol always helped him face certain death.
  17. Elenion
    At the time I was thinking the same things as Jondesu; there were no suspicious vote swings or information leaks. The lynch didn't give us much to go on, and so Jondesu articulated that. I don't see that as suspicious.
  18. Elenion
    I don't know how you did that. But however you did it, keep doing it.
  19. Elenion
    What. Have. I. Done!!! First Cuddles, and now this! Very well then, this is going to be fun. At first, Isaac Jones did not know what the scratching sound was. Like a swarm of angry beetles, the sound came from ceilings, floors, inside the walls. Never present but always there, scratching, a maddening sound. Scratch. Scratch. Scratch. Scratch. Scratch. This was a kind of enemy that he had never faced before: most foes could be dropped by a Hammer, or by a well-timed slash of a sword. But this scratching was much more... sinister. Like the knives of a thousand demons, all sharpened and ready for blood. And worst of all, he couldn't even find out where it was coming from. He found the first message gouged into his preferred patch of sleeping floorboard: Violence never solves problems. Sometimes, it multiplies them. The second was on the wall, directly next to it, The pen is mightier than the brute. And then he saw one: a tiny fragment of a pen, wobbling slightly as it lay on the bare floorboards. Taking out his sword, The Hammer smashed it in two, all the while mumbling an incantation to ward off demons. This was one demon that wasn't going to get him! But then, one of the fragments moved. Then the other. A third joined them, skittering across the barren floorboards to join its comrades. Then a fourth. Five. Six. Eight. Twelve. An army of tiny, sharp fragments that moved and insulted as one. They began to draw on the floor, working as with a collective mind. Jones should have run. They couldn't have stopped him. But he stayed and watched as they drew an intricate network of lines and curves on the ground. He could feel his heartbeat in his chest. Thud-thud. Thud-thud. Thud-thud. Thud-thud. The fragments began to connect the gouges, forming an image. It was him. Dead. With a rope around his neck. Isaac "The Hammer" Jones ran for his life.
  20. Elenion
    Something behind the door shook slightly: a metallic pinging that reverberated oddly in the room Isaac Jones was in. It was the third time in three minutes that it had done so; enough to make Jones suspicious enough to venture to take a look at what it was. Of course, such a strange sound could only come from a strange object, so it was wise to take... extra precautions. So Jones Hammered the door, smashing it with a meaty fist. The old wooden door left its frame with the sound of splintering wood, and struck the ground with a dull clunk. Inside was an old, dingy office, complete with an old wooden desk covered in papers. And on the desk, standing up of its own accord and repeatedly hitting itself against a lamp, was another Awakened pen. And it had left a message, scrawled across the papers on top of the desk: Only an utter brute would bash down an unlocked door. Jones Hammered the pen. One insulting writing implement was more than enough for him, thank you very much. I'm exploring tonight, and would suggest everyone else do the same. Even if we can't find the Heart of the House, we can get useful items and abilities.
  21. Elenion
    I had a front row seat! #score I've got a couple of new WoB's (and an AU spoiler) that I heard while there (all paraphrased): 1. AU SPOILER!!!! (read this at your own risk/spoilage) (credit goes to @Ecthelion III for catching this one; but he's asleep right now so I posted it) 2. In one of the Allomancer Jak broadsheets, there is a mention of a white-haired man who asks if the woman wants to hear a story. This man is now confirmed to be Hoid! 3. Fun fact: Lopen was actually considered to be the king of Alethkar for about 15 minutes. When his family was hiding Elhokar, his family did not want to lie about harboring the king, so they convinced Elhokar to renounce his kingship for about 15 minutes until the search ended. During that time, Lopen was considered to be the king.
  22. Elenion
    I'm a little surprised that no one cast any votes for an actual (suspicion-based) lynch: I didn't have time to get on before classes this morning, and so wasn't on for the 14 hours prior to turnover. I'll be exploring tonight: I already claimed no results from N0 and I don't see a reason not to explore tonight. Sorry for the short post, but I'm going to the Sanderson signing tonight at BYU and it's a bit of a drive. I'll be leaving sometime between now and an hour from now, for anyone planning on PM-ing me.
  23. Elenion
    I really should know this... I'm pretty sure it's in China due to the Himalayan rain-shadow. Is it the Gobi Desert? If so, I'm pretty sure one of the other countries would be Pakistan.
  24. Elenion
    You talk greasily; your lips grow foul. For a second, "The Hammer" Jones did not know whether to laugh, swear, run, or draw his sword. What astounded him most was the woman's confidence: he was a trained explorer and killer, but here she was allowing an Awakened pen to write insulting messages directed at him directly under his nose. It was this confidence that shook him inside, and it was probably the only reason that he didn't respond by pulling a weapon. Instead, he simply sat there, dumbfounded at this woman's sheer pluck. After about five seconds, he came to his senses and grabbed the paper with his meaty hands. The pen clattered to the wooden floor, ignored while Jones wadded up the offending paper and chucked it behind him without a word. He reached down to pick the pen up off of the floor, only to find that it had hastily scrawled another message on the floorboard. You have the social instincts of a warthog, and the complexion to match. And while his training told him nothing about what a warthog was, he knew enough to get a good idea of what the pen had just written about him. Leaving the pen and its insulting (but sadly accurate) messages alone, he stormed off to the west east south to inspect another room. I'm dropping a vote on phattemer because he still hasn't shown up and therefore will be of no help exploring the mansion.
  25. Elenion
    The tech has been around for a bit, but they're only now coming into common use. Most banks (including my own) are only now switching over to chip-enabled debit cards.
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