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Good catch. Coder was a Ghostblood Officer. And to answer a popular question right now, the rules state that only successful attacks are listed in the writeup. All deaths are similtaneous.

MR77 Cycle Four: Why Exe? Y and X tussled on the ground. “I thought you were my follower,” X grunted. Their shirt ripped open, revealing a Ghostblood tattoo over their heart. “That's how I knew it was you.” Y slipped his attempted headlock. “Diamond told me you'd be trouble. I told 'im you didn't have the spheres to interfere.” “You gave me the chance to face the truth.” Y hesitated, then plunged his dagger through X’s chest. “I had to take a stab at it.” A shardblade, brought by Wei, given to Qian, and taken by X mere hours ago, appeared beside X's corpse. “Defilers!” Talik bellowed. “Thrill junkies! Deathmongers and chulldung. Get out of my sanctuary!” The king grabbed his arm. Talik spun. “What? Oh storms.” A narrow boat approached Relu-na, rowed by men with white spirals painted on their chests. Talik’s subsequent cursing spanned four languages. “Maybe they're not headed this way.” The solemn king shook his head. He spoke for the first time. “My dear, they veer. I fear they'll steer to here, our pier, to sear our rears. They'll leer so near. We'll hear their cheers.” “I count about twenty.“ Captain Pladel lowered her spyglass. “I don't see any weapons on board. What're they here for?” “Our coast will host their boats. Their dour quotes will roast us toast, to ghosts.” The king sighed. “Let's boast.” Pladel vaguely recalled that boasts were how the inhabitants of the greatshells fought each other. “Can't you just ignore them?” Talik started pacing. “To ignore the challenge would bring dishonour to Relu-na. We're already weak in number. To lose the challenge would crush this island's resolve.” “You've paid to wade here. Stayed to trade. Best laid plans fade when made face raids. Please aid.” “This isn't your fight,” said Talik with reluctance. “But we would appreciate your assistance.” On the beach below, the visitors gathered around a glowing fabrial. A young boy, maybe six, spoke through it. His voice amplified to ten times the intensity. “I was afraid or the dark. But I made the dark my friend.” A teenager took the fabrial as their companions stomped their feet. “I met a rooster at sea and led it to land. It gave me its finest feather!” As more challengers spoke, Talik ushered the sailors to a section of Relu-na’s crest that had the impacted shape of an amphitheater. Sound projected especially well from its center. “Please. Hold them off while I gather our defenses.” “I chased the fog and caught it." “My buttercrem icing felled a man with its flavour. Many know the recipe, but few can execute it." “I braved the maw of a greatshell to remove a lodged stone. I seized it, flossed Ula-til's molars, and slid to safety down its tongue." The stomping on the beach stopped as the challengers looked up, awaiting a response to their opening volley. Plot hook: Defend Relu-na with your bravest boasts! Why exe? Because sometimes you get a baddie. Coder was a Ghostblood Officer! The First Rebuke was issued. The Ghostbloods have been told the identity and inventory of a random Merchant. Enmity is now 2. Player-player PMs are permanently closed. Rollover is at 8pm EST Thursday, July 9. Votes Hoid (1): Coder Coder (8): TUC, Grub, Stardust, Hoid, Mint, TJ, Coco, Hopper Cargo Hold Players .

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RAFO Actual Vote Count Hoid (1): Coder Coder (8): TUC, Grub, Stardust, Hoid, Mint, TJ, Coco, Hopper

See: contents of the top secret cargo hold (you have to open the quote box, it's very well hidden) Rollover is in about 10 hours. Get your votes and action orders in!

I knew the chalk was a mistake The games are all blending together Vote Count Hoid (1): Coder Coder (?): Everyone else

MR77 Cycle Three: Weike Up Dead Man Sailors picked their way through ferns and vines. Thunder boomed, and an instant deluge fell on the jungle below. Ignoring the sky's warnings, the sailors pressed on toward the head of the greatshell. In the midst of the downpour, Wei staggered through the undergrowth alone. When her foot slipped, she stumbled into a demon. "Stop following me, voidbringer," she slurred. The blue-skinned man gently guided her to the ground. His eyes were unnaturally large. "Coincidence, sailor. I'm after that fine specimen you've attracted." Axies the Collector stared over Wei's head. "Yes, it's the largest stupidityspren I've seen in years!" Wei scoffed. That was a common schoolyard prank. "Sore throat? And no need for a banker to check your balance." He held up four fingers. "How many minutes do you have left?" As Wei fell into a coughing fit, Axies revised his estimate down to three. "At least you'll die in beautiful company." He tilted Wei's head to look downward. "See that? It's like a delicate rockbud." A yellow flower had emerged from the ground in full bloom. "They wait until the chaos of the storm to extend themselves. Remind you of anyone?" "I know... I know who poisoned me," Wei realized. "At lunch..." "You haven't eaten since lunch? No wonder you're sickly." Axies deftly picked the flower and shoved it in Wei's mouth. It squirted a soothing nectar down her throat. "I can't feel my legs!" "You won't want to in a minute. Your body's about to die, but you can ignore that temporarily." Wei began crawling back the way she'd came. "I have to warn them." Axies lifted a branch, revealing a short trail to an open clearing. "Could you be more dramatic about it? You might call a martyrspren." As Wei crawled slowly, her stupidityspren had the decency to disappear. The jungle ended at the base of Relu-na's neck. The first sailors to arrive had taken cover in the treeline. In the distance, two figures sat atop the greatshell's head, unbothered by the downpour. Pladel chewed some bark aggressively. "They're testing our commitment." "Climbing would be dangerous." Zeek's waterlogged eyebrows fell over his face like bangs. "Waiting out the storm would be sensible." Pladel turned to her crew. "Listen up! That one's Talik, and that one's the king. Yes, he's a woman, get over yourselves. They want to be impressed. A double share to anyone who pulls that off." Reluctantly, Zeek shared a similar message to his crew, with more urging to be cautious. A few eager sailors set off to try the ascent. "Pladel!" Wei emerged from the brush, limbs shaking uncontrollably. Kol the quartermaster dragged her to her feet. "Show some respect, sailor!" "I've been-" "Shove off with your excuses." "It's fine, Kol," Pladel said. "I'm poisoned." "It's not fine, Captain. Without a first-mate, this crew has lost their discipline." "I told you not to speak of him." "Apologies, Captain, but someone's got to say the truth. Ever since you killed-" "Enough!" Pladel slapped him. He dropped Wei, whose body fell hard. They looked at Wei. A shardblade shimmered into view beside her corpse. “Nobody touch that!” Pladel quickly snatched the sword and handed it to the sailor she trusted most, Qian. The treehouse in the jungle held a new secret today. The secret of a murder weighed on two girls’ minds. They'd watched Qian walk the trail that led back to the ships. They'd seen other sailors follow, asking to see the shardblade. Cass had looked away as the men started shouting. Polly looked away when the shardblade was swung. But both had looked back, in time to see a killing blow. The shardblade was taken, and the girls knew by whom. Plot hooks: Parlay with the king, or investigate these murders! @Illwei was NKed! They were a Merchant Crew. @Qianweilian was killed by the sailors (based on RNG)! They were a Merchant Officer. There was no Rebuke. Enmity is now 3. Player-player PMs are permanently closed. Rollover is at 8pm Tuesday, July 7. Votes Qian (3): Hoid, TUC, Mint Hoid (3): Qian, Illwei, Coco Cargo Hold Players Correction I made a mistake during the previous rollover and told two players incorrect inventories. They have been privately informed. If your inventory doesn't make sense, please let me know and I can double-check. Rules Clarifications

This round is closed. The twins had discovered the last of the tree house's secrets years ago. There was a nail in a floorboard that glowed after storms. A hollow chair leg held a spanreed, missing its gemstone. Nestled in the roof was a box for an orange-red carapace mask. In the box's hidden compartment were some thin-tipped darts that their parents had confiscated. From their perch in the treetop, Polly and Cass watched the sailors enter the jungle below. A minute later, they saw the voidbringer stalking behind the group. Polly thought it was cute, for a demon.

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Rollover is in ~4.5 hours, at 8pm EST

For Grub's eyes only: Your GM typically only answers direct questions, but I'll give you this one for free. Items held by dead people return to the Cargo Hold. Books dissolve when they enter the hands of Officers, but remain in play if in the Inventory of a Crew or Thief. An error was made in the Cargo Hold announcement. I have since corrected the OP to change one available Pre-Written Boast into one available Bribe. I got the two items mixed up when writing the list.

MR77 Cycle Two: See an Enemy The anchor of Ishar’s Blessing was shaped like a luckspren. It rested on the seabed next to a piece of driftwood with indomitable will. An ocean cremling scurried past, drawn by drops of blood floating in the water ahead. A body lay face-down in a field of sea anemones. The cremling licked its head wound, before larger fish arrived to scare it off. The balance between life and death in the ocean was always fickle. Pladel arrived just in time to avert a disaster. Her quartermaster, Kol, was red in the face driving a hard bargain with a trio of Reshi. “What do you mean, rust? On my mother’s life, this is best quality! And on my father’s life, this is best deal on Roshar.” “That’s enough, Kol.” Pladel pulled him close to whisper. “You’re the loss leader, agree to their terms.” The quartermaster begrudgingly traded his fabrial for some painted shells. Two of the Reshi left, leaving a man with incredible abs and a massive sack over his shoulder. “You must be the Captain. I am Talik, trademaster to the king.” Red ribbons of anticipationspren flickered into view around Pladel. She glared at the other Captains who approached to intrude. “A pleasure, Talik. I am Captain Pladel. This is Marlen, Zeek, and… I’m sorry, I’ve forgotten your name, translator.” “Macks, happy to help.” He studied Talik. “Your Alethi’s better than mine! Or are we speaking Veden, I get them confused.” Pladel watched Talik’s abdominal muscles clench. “Why have you brought death to Relu-na?” “A minor issue,” Marlen said. “The killer was dealt with. Zeek’s crew caught them last night.” “Sadly, one of my countrymen. An accomplished trademaster and babsk, I don’t know what possessed them.” “What matters is the bloodshed is over!” “Is that so, Captains.” Talik dropped his sack, from which the waterlogged body of Fickle fell out. “Then why was this in our fishing nets?” “It’s… possible we detained the wrong person. We will fix this, honoured host.” “See that you do.” Zeek paled. “I fear a grave error was made. I ordered the crew to, ahem, take care of the prisoner.” He turned to Macks. “When did you relay my orders? Is there time to stop the execution?” “Execution? That’s what you meant? I thought asking to pamper the prisoner was some kind of interrogation technique.” Marlen clasped Talik’s shoulder. “As you can see, we’re a peaceful people. We even treat our traitors with dignity.” “Yeah, when I left, they were preparing a special seafood stew for him!” “Ten Fools! He’s deathly allergic to shellfish!” They looked to Talik. “My people have little need for your trinkets,” he eventually said. “I know why you came. Let’s sate your ambition and send you on your way.” As he spoke, Pladel rooted through Fickle’s pockets. “Anyone missing a necklace? Storming thief’s got some papers here too. Didn’t know he could read.” Talik pointed at a path through the jungle. “You have until sundown. First to find the king may negotiate with him. Then you will leave us alone. Please.” Plot hook: Follow your captains through the jungle to find the king. @Mystic was NKed and thrown overboard! They were a Thief. @Wahrheitswächter was exed and died of a shellfish allergy! They were a Merchant Officer. There was no Rebuke. Enmity is now 2. Player-player PMs are now closed. Rollover is at 8pm Sunday July 5. Votes Wahr (3): TJ, Illwei, Qian Qian (2): Hoid, Myst Hoid (2): Mint, Wahr TJ (1): Hopper TUC (1): Grub Cargo Hold Players

You can change your orders until rollover, don't worry about me boss This round is now closed. Please stop PMing, posting, or editing posts. Rollover will take at least an hour. An Azish mutiny was an orderly affair. Captain Ado rolled a garnet chip from finger to finger. “Come at me then. I’m ready ta meet the santhids.” Their crew, hastily hired for the voyage, conferred in whispers. “We’re sorry, was the paperwork unclear?” Ado crushed the sphere in their hand. The stormlight flitted away into the night. “I got the gist. You want me gone.” Jawick, the ship’s cook, handed Ado more papers and a new sphere to read by. “This merely conveys our intent to strike. We will of course continue to work during the notice period.” Ado threw the sphere into the ocean. “You’ve got me over a barrel here.” “We understand the imposition. Siksi will recuse themselves from negotiations to assist you with the rebuttal forms.” Ado’s hand was bleeding. “You can still re-apply for the position. Your essay will be sent to our proctors via spanreed. Would you like some bandages for that?” Seeing where this was headed, Ado launched themself overboard.

Rollover is in 25 minutes. Given how laggy the site has been today, you might want to leave some buffer time for last minute posts and orders. For administrative purposes, I'm going to start responding in GM PMs with what I have as your action/bonus action orders.

General reminder to include myself and Araris in PMs, and the prefix MR77. @The Unknown Character Enmity is 1 right now. @Mystic I have no comment on the presence of the Thief alignment in this game. new new VC Qian (2): Hoid, Myst Wahr (1): TJ TJ (1): Hopper TUC (3): Illwei, Grub, Qian Hoid (2): Mint, Wahr