Mailliw73
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Once we actually see this.
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Welcome to the right team. Glad to have you.
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Yep, that'd be me. I'm not entirely sure what I was doing with it anymore. Max is kinda wrecked right now. The Reckoners might keep it going, but I think the Black Fist is doomed.
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YES! I want to see this.
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I'm not entirely sure either. Just a gut feeling that was amplified when I found out you couldn't be spied on(Which was based on a misunderstanding, I guess. ) and then your reaction just kept me going.
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Gamma, if I die before the game starts... Hellscythe. Still want that ride?
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Same. I did push for his lynch once or twice, even still.
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Elbereth will be helping me do this rollover, so don't worry if she shows up in your PMs. Rollover will be 48 hours after the cycle started.
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Mailis Maxium, son of Lord Maxiar, had come to the First Aleran Legion to get his Legion training in. He had never been one for fighting. Mailis enjoyed reading and walking and flying. His favorite moments back home had been flying above the trees, whooping as he raced his brothers. Now, civil war threatened Alera and Mailis had to help. Though his furies weren’t combat oriented, he knew he could help, whether as a healer or a spy or a courier. Maybe all three. Mailis had ended up spending most his time watching Postea. Something about him seemed off. He spied on his messages often, learning little details and piecing together small things. Eventually, he had shifted his focus to Lorn. Lorn hadn’t used his water fury. No one ignored their furies unless they had something more important to do, maybe kill someone. Mailis had held secret meetings with Priam and Praetoria and they had talked out their suspicions. Sending Torrent to watch Lorn one more time, Mailis planned to scope out the general scene from above with Stratus. Sitting in the air with the hawk, he watched as Prae confronted Lorn. What was he doing? Diving to the ground, Mailis landed in a roll and sent Stratus flying ahead of him. He called Torrent and the otter scrambled out to him. He ran for Prae, but before he could reach her, she woodcrafted the trees in front of him to block his path. “No!” Mailis screamed as he watched his best friend’s head roll. The trees subsided and Mailis ran to Araris. “How could you?!” he yelled, furious as he had never been before. Stratus began blowing the wind around him, beginning to raise a gale of wind. Mailis drew his sword to attack Araris, knowing that he would likely lose to the metalcrafter, but not caring. Praetoria was dead. Before he could lunge for his friend’s killer, Luxet stopped him. “Look,” she pointed at Lorn. He had been the final traitor and now they would make it back. The Captain would receive their intel. Alera stood a chance. Araris saw Lorn’s lifeless body and rushed for it, Luxet tending to Dominus. Mailis left them and headed to the skies to weep for his friend. Above the forests, Mailis saw a bear of wood wandering aimlessly. He dove down, Torrent pushing his tears away. He landed in front of the bear and raised his hand to it in friendship. This was Cypress, Praetoria’s wood fury. She seemed to smile at Mailis as she raised her wooden paw to his hand of flesh. She became his in that moment. Mailis took control of the fury and now had one remnant of his friend left. When they returned to Captain Scipio and gave him the information on the Canim, most of the survivors received promotions. Scipio offered Mailis his own century, along with Luxet and Stella. Mailis spent some time considering it. One the one hand, it would give him some respect and authority. But that had never been something Mailis craved. In the end, Mailis turned down Scipio’s offer, instead remaining a legionare. His only request was that he be allowed to train as a Knight Aeris. It was his time to fly. Elbereth, what was that whole thing about Luxet killing Dominus about?
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Ah, okay. That makes sense. You just kept saying roles.
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No one actually had them though? Right? Anyone?
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But...the spreadsheet.
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Yeah, and I'd be dead. For sure, I don't blame you, I just thought for sure they'd have some Tier II abilities. Oh, I thought that from "failed" there was something about him being Wood I protected. What? Was there? "I think that’s it? Take a look if you haven’t. K, I’ll look over Aman’s bit, but I think we’re good. Although I do want to edit in the C5 writeup first. It’ll make much more sense that way. Awesome. Actually, is the thread still open? I’ll post if it is. Great. Looks fine, I think. Sure. I’ll link to it. Should be." Might want to take that out.
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So, how were Winter and Bugsy protected those times? I can't find anything in the spreadsheet. Also, of course there was nothing secret. I knew Hael and El would mess with us.
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Way to go guys! So, I have the most powerful furies overall, right. Thanks, Hael and El for GMing this one! It was a blast! I do have to say that I think the Traitors were a bit underpowered though. Edit: Oh, and I did call Bugsy like two days ago.
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Not only once, but six facebooks are lurking.
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Votes: Stink (1): Aman Come on guys! We can't let this day go without a lynch! Stink. Oh wait...
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V's great.
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Night 11: Turning Tides Kenara stopped in her tracks. “What the storms?!” She yelled. Arisia had gathered the few remaining nobles and they had surrounded Kenara’s house, Arisia standing in front with her Shardblade in hand. “Brightness Kenara, we have no other recourse but to take you,” Arisia said. “I would have rather been able to avoid this course of action, but we have no other choice. There’s not much left.” She bowed her head in sorrow. Kenara began to panic. They were killing her? But why? Some of her best friends had been killed by the Ghostbloods. She herself had spent every waking moment hunting them. Every. Single. Minute. Storm these few that remained if they didn’t see it. Kenara bolted into her house, locking the door behind her quickly. It wouldn’t hold. Not against a Shardblade. She only needed to delay them though. Arisia walked through the doorway, having cut through the lock with her Blade. As she entered the house, she saw Shardplate the color of the tides. She had expected nothing less. Kenara was robed in the godly metal that nothing, save Shardblades could hold up to. This wouldn’t be a quick fight. Her Blade rung out against Kenara’s own. Parry for parry, block for block, attack for attack, Arisia and Kenara were a perfect match. One hit there, one hit here. Each took a few blows and each delivered their own. As the battle wore on, Arisia managed to break a piece of Kenara’s Shardplate. A chunk at her side fell to the ground, utterly useless. Kenara ran. She vanished into the sunset as the few nobles left tried to decide on their course of action for the night. Where were the last Ghostbloods? Wilson was lynched, but did not die! Votes: Wilson (5): Twei, Nyali, Zas, Macen, Kynedath I'm...not entirely sure when this night will end. Plan on 48 hours. It will be at least that long.
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Aman.
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Yes, I knew I was falling into a trap, but I didn't care. I never tried all that hard to hide myself in this game. I went for the easiest ones to hide behind and then just used the basic tricks.
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I have finally finished Day 4's Writeup! Sorry to Elkanah, Yafeshan, and Joe for not doing your deaths earlier.
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If you rejected an item and it went to your heir and then the heir rejected it too and their heir is you, the item would disappear.
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For a while yes. Then the day after, I knew there weren't many people who could keep that intense of a deception going so well and so long. So I began to be paranoid it was you or Hael. Then I found out Hael was Auto, so that gave you away too. I gave you one. Bludium. I'm still waiting on that panda RP, by the way.
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Wilson(1): Nyali Kynedath(1): Zas Zas(3): Twei, Macen, Kynedath
