The Unknown Character

You have me to thank for that you mean. What are people's thoughts on claiming roleless? @Fifth Scholar, @Kasimir, can a copper ferring quote a person, then edit said quote to paraphrase?

It would probably be a good idea to read the rules wouldn’t it. Will edit or post again after.

You are correct. That means there was vote manipulation. Check Night One thread, it's there too. Also no posting at night.

MR58 Night Two: A Flockfry of Skyeels Couldn't quite finish the writeup. ~======€ Welcome to Night Two of Mid-Range Game 58. Liranil has been executed! They were a roleless member of the Exterminators Guild Striker: (4)Matrim's Dice, EmulatonStromenkiin, Liranil, ash's_eyes, _Stick_ Liranil: (5) Striker, JNV, Bort, Devotary of Spontaneity Things to Note: Nobody is being warned for inactivity because everyone has either voted or posted three times. The thread is closed, but PMs are open Have fun! Players:

Hey, I'm going to have to extend this for a day, today's way to busy for me to get a game up.

"Of course. Who doesn't?" She did. It wasn't a lie. Just not quite the full truth.

It is random, but they may choose a specific player. It was only doubled in an older version of the game.

Write-up courtesy of Archer Eelton was dead. Eelton Junior, the son of the man who stood before his mangled body, Eelton the Eel Killer the Eelder. The attending doctor covered the corpse with a blanket. “He was well past saving. I’m sorry. The cause of death was likely-” Eelton the Eel Killer the Eelder took a swig from his canteen. “I know eelectrocution when I see it. He was charred worse than steak on a greel.” “You really shouldn’t drink that much.” “I am not an eelcoholic!” “I’m just saying it might make you do something rash.” “Rash? This started as a meel ticket, but now it’s personal. I’m gonna find the beast that did this, and the scum that protect them and I. Will. KEEL THEM.” The doctor had begun laying out a second sheet. “I was worried you would say that. They’re really quite gentle creatures most of the time.” “What’s that for?” “There was some skyeel blood near the body. I hope it survived the encounter alright.” “What. Is that for?” The doctor looked up at him, wielding an obsessively cleaned knife. “It was most convenient that you came out here alone. Please don’t resist, I promise this won’t hurt a bit.” Thud. That’s how Eelton was slain, the capable fighter felled by his concern for his child. Family, he thought as he slumped onto the blanket, what an Achilles heel. ~======€ Welcome to Day Two of Mid-Range Game 58. Archer has been killed! He was a Hired Thug working for the Exterminators Guild. Things to Note: PMs are closed, but the thread is open. If you neither post three times nor vote, you will be warned for inactivity. Have fun! Players:

No writeup for today. Xinoehp512 has died! They were a Field Exterminator and a member of the Exterminators Guild Votecount: Archer: (3) Xinoehp512, EmulatonStromenkiin, JNV, StrikerEZ Xinoehp512: (4) Liranil, Bort, Devotary of Spontaneity JNV: (2) ash's_eyes, _Stick_ StrikerEZ: (3) Archer, Matrim's Dice, Ilwei Things to Note: Nobody has been warned for inactivity because everyone voted! As this is a Night Turn, you may not post, but may PM and use pre-existing PMs. Have fun! Players:

Time!

Thank you. That has very interesting implications.

@Elandera is the better one to ask on this and I'll go with what they say, but I believe "if I say this do this" type things are allowed. I believe the no codes rule is to stop players agreeing on set codes outside of the game so they can communicate secretly when PMs are closed.

Why are all of you so convinced that the events of the story are cosmere future? I think Brandon's wording is easily ambiguous enough to say that the story is simply being told in the future.

Napollo's head jerked to the sound. He raised his hand, hoping the man, Mat, would see it and not move. He stepped towards the sound carefully.

I posted that about three hours ago, it just went through at the wrong time. Won't say what it was in response to.

...My brain just melted. Edit: Disregard, Shard messed up.

Not consensus, 50% need to be voting period. So if 6 people vote, whoever has the most votes dies.

MR58 Day One: Opening Thoughts Thishimat glanced around the room. Studying the expressions of the people gathered. He knew that they had been holding private talks the entire night. Discussing what should be discussed during the meeting, but fearing what the others would think of them for blasting their thoughts into the world. Storms, this was difficult business. "Um, any motions?" He ventured. A few sharp glares, quickly stifled, told him that he shouldn't have said that. Oops. Elhodin gave him a pitying look. Thishimat was briefly annoyed, he didn't want the man's pity, but knew that was without reason. Elhodin grabbed a few papers. "I have some slight changes that I would like to suggest, simple things to save humans from the poisons some of the less scrupulous Exterminators have utilized. We have always frowned upon such measures, but there hasn't been any legislature prohibiting it." Elhodin passed a paper to the man next to him, who glanced over it before handing it to the man to Thishimat's right. He looked over it, it seemed agreeable. He nodded and passed it along. There were a few objections from various council members, but in short time that was worked out, and the paper was given to Renaram, the head scribe, who drafted another document to pass around. Thishimat was awed at his speed. Before the papers reached Thishimat, a knock came from the door. Kelenar stood up, and walked towards the door. He opened it to find a messenger looking out of breath. "Jaxondrell has fled the city, they found a note in his room. 'I did not come here for politics, I thought I left that all behind when I left the Basin. I have friends here, so farewell to them, and may Odium overlook your city.' " The messenger said, almost in one breath. "Take that as you will." Thishimat's heart froze. Calum had said that name when he died. 'I stand above the world, living stone below my feet, and the flying servants of Odium all around me.' Elhodin hobbled over. "Who will take his place?" The messenger was overshadowed by another man stepping around him. A wicked smile on his face, "Me." ~======€ Welcome to Day One of Mid-Range Game 58. Things to Note: PMs are closed, but the thread is open. If you neither post three times nor vote, you will be warned for inactivity. Have fun! Players:

Night Zero is closed! No matingPMing!

The look on her face faded slightly. "I'm Instance." She looked around. "Do they expect us to cook?" Instance enjoyed cooking, well, not with meat, but otherwise she found it enjoyable.

"Sure."

Napollo honed in on the voice. He couldn’t go back on his word, not and keep the audiences favor. Running was the cowardly option, and Napollo never took the cowardly option. "Ay." He stepped toward the voice. "I'm Napollo, you?"

MR58 Night Zero: A Mysterious Absence Thishimat glanced around the room. He tapped his fingers on his leg. He always arrived early, perhaps too early, to his appointments. It was chilly, despite the normal weather here. He had only come to Klna three years ago and still hadn't adjusted to the weather. It wasn't the Frostlands, which Thilkish had visited once during Gavilar Kholin's reign. That was what, six years ago now? Time slipped away faster than stormlight from a shattered gem. He looked around again. He came far too early. Earlier he had thought that everyone would be early to a meeting as important as this, and yet none were here. He had come an hour early, so maybe that had something to do with it. He got a bad feeling in his gut. He looked around again, slightly hunched over. Was that someone there in the shadows? He looked closer, but he still couldn't quite tell. A skyeel floated out of the alley, and Thishimat breathed a sigh of relief. He felt a hand grasp his shoulder and he yelped, jumping slightly. ~======€ Elhodin fixed his stare on the scared young man. "Easy boy, nothing to worry about." The young man stammered for a moment before finally forming his words. "S-s-sir, good morning." "Good morning, son. Early, are we?" The man smiled nervously. "I like to be punctual, sir." "Early is not punctual. I always arrive early, yet I am not punctual. It pays to be on time, early is better. Once I would have been as early as you, but my old age made me miscalculate, so here I am." Before the man could respond, feet clicked on the ground as Chanoral and Genorin walked towards them, arm in arm. Elhodin smiled a genuine smile. "Greetings friends." "Early as always, old friend," remarked Chanoral. Elhodin, always the quieter of the two, simply gave a nod in response. A small amount of time later, yet more people approached. "Shall we get the meeting started? By my count only Jaxondrell and Amirim are missing," Shalith said from the head of the group. That was standard, Jaxondrell was the least punctual man Elhodin had ever met. Amirim, however, that was odd. He was not normally early, but he at least showed up on time. Elhodin's thoughts were interrupted by the man he had talked to moments ago. "Amirim will not be attending. I was selected to go in his place." Shalith only just now seemed to take notice of the young man. "Do you know why Amirim is not here?" "All I was told was that he was taking a trip on short notice." An odd expression crossed Shalith's face. "Welcome, Councilor…" She let it trail off, the question clear. "Thishimat, Councilor Shalith." She nodded, calculating. "Welcome." All cordiality gone from her demeanor. "I motion we start without Councilor Jaxondrell." "Seconded," spoke one of the councilors Elhodin was less familiar with. Hands rose, a clear majority, and the meeting began. ~======€ Welcome to Night Zero of Mid-Range Game 58. Things to Note: As this is a Night Turn, you may not post, but you may put any Night actions in. If you haven't received your GMPM yet, PM me to let me know. Have fun! Players: This Turn will end Thursday, May 26th at 2:00 PM Mountain Time.

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