Verdance

9/10 hesitated. He glanced back over the last few pages momentarily, intrigued, then looking at the crowd of withergeists and assorted combatants, sighed and used a Rift to appear behind Outlier. “We don’t have to kill them all,” he advised. “Just clear a path to any survivors. I’ll watch your back, and get them out of danger. Oh, and listen to the voice in your head. From experience, they are wise and powerful, and you should believe everything they say,” he finished with a wry smile. —— Inkwell was tired of waiting for the Master’s Dragon to wake up and respond. He felt a sense of spite that such power should go to waste. The new gods of this world would be the ones that lived, not those who slept. And he could find another way to grow more powerful. The sword was not the only way to serve his mas- what was he thinking? Inkwell shook himself, falling through the Void blindly. He wasn’t a withergeist. He didn’t want power or violence or darkness. He wouldn’t give in to the mordite, he couldn’t. But the mere thought caused him to feel nauseous and weak, and he quickly returned to his primal state. The tiny shard of ration realized that curing himself would be… difficult.

9/10mmHB#2 stopped to catch his breath, then surveyed the room from the stage. Several people were in fact, still alive. And it was likely that without his intervention, they would not be. Good enough. A few withergeists tentatively approached, but shied away when 9/10 brandished Inconsistency, glowing with Ordered Light. An unexpected urge came upon him, and he sighed and called out to the survivors, desperately fighting the withergeists. “I don’t suppose any of you need help?”

Granted. You now no longer eat food, you just stand out in the sun and feel bored i wish for instant supreme knowledge of all the maths

Wish granted. Everyone is nice, just not to you i wish for a work ethic

little late buddy :3

Thanks! Yeah, doing my best to channel and convert everything I know from Werewolf and… *shudder* Among Us into strategy for this game specifically. Still working on that. i also would like to know this. Qian was neutral in my book, didn’t pay enough attention to him but it seemed like people trusted him. Why was he executed? -imma edit this section with vote analysis on qian-

Ya hate us that badly??? sorry

Me too, since Moash has less than no chance

Ink did claim to be prefect. Idk how reliable that is, Ink is on my suspicion list (not on my exe list, just suspicious), so they could be lying. And if v!Ink is true, then they still could be lying to divert attention. Or they might want the elims to think they are diverting attention.

9/10 rushed at the wizard, ignoring or breaking the hold the tendrils had on him, trying to kill his enemy before he got the chance to burn him again. He raised the dagger for a killing blow- then faltered. In the span of a second, thoughts tan through his mind. He wanted to kill this person. He had no moral inclination to spare him. But the luxite in his system would certainly rebel, and he would lose his powers. But if he didn’t, at the very least the Witherlord would have a good measurement of 9/10’s powers at this point, disregarding the fact that 9/10 and others might just die. The glow on the dagger flickered, and 9/10 decided. He threw a savage kick into the wizard’s chest, knocking him backwards into a Rift. A rift that led into the sealed nullite vault currently in the possession of the Enullers, who would be taking inventory right now. Not 9/10’s problem.

Any info on mippo though?

Im flattered you think Im smart enough for option three. In the meantime, I would like to know more about mippo, since they have entered Hufflepuff’s PMs. Does anyone have any insight or reads on them?

Well, I didn’t use my spell, so that was either useless or malevolent.

My most solid read right now is e!coco, they were confirmed as prefect and could have obliviated Doc, voted for doc to ensure extra credit went down with them, and also idk just vibes and social interaction give me that impression.

So. Ive been discussing this in the Hufflepuff PMs. I lied about Mist being prefect, to test if TJ was elim. He’s clear, he was the only one who knew I was prefect last cycle and didn’t have the elims kill me even though I “forgot” to protego myself. And I know exactly who is receiving Protego this cycle, but none of yall are going to find out.

What the heck Orry sat and stared at the empty chessboard. Trance was gone. Then Leo up and died in the middle of Herbology like nothing happened. And now Professor Sprout was telling the common room password to all sorts of people from other houses as if it would make up for the fact that Hufflepuff had one and a half students. Ceadach and now Sox. Well, he was glad for the company. But Professor Sprout needed to be sent to St. Mungo’s branch for the mentally ill. “Now I know this is a distressing situation for all of us, dear,” Professor Sprout said, entering the common room carrying- a Mandrake pot? Nope, Orry was out of there. “But I know we’ll ge-“ “Bloody hell, professor, but- uh, I left my homework in the greenhouse! I’ll have to go get it right now!”, Orry exclaimed. He rushed away from the common room, eager to get away from the likely dangerous professor.

“I live in an alley” Lily, AKA Usseewa

9/10mmHB#2 did not like pain. It felt beneath him. The satisfaction of destroying the mordite staff was overridden by intense anger at the burns on his hands, and he almost used a projection to teleport away- but stopped. He was nearly out of Ordered Light, and wouldn’t be able to heal his hands or deal with any other withergeists if he ran away. Besides, he had ran from every confrontation up to this point, and it was getting embarrassing. So he poured what was left of his ordered light into his hands, healing them. He raised the bone dagger with a snarl on his face. If things went wrong here- his time as a character was finished, and he would lose his sense of self forever. 9/10mmHB#2 was prepared to fight until either he or his enemy was dead, but when Vlanis threw the Flashwater, he suddenly found his supply of Ordered Light recharged slightly. Not enough for a projection, no, he would need rest and sunlight and plot armor for those, but enough to make Inconsistency glow a fierce white, charged with Ordered Light. He lashed out at the withergeists forming between him and the wizard, cutting them down with a flurry of stabs to get to the wizard.

Fair enough. I need to learn to be more subtle as a villager, brute forcing people into lies or making them make decisions that reveal themselves isn’t going to work here.

TJ wouldn’t join Hufflepuff if both I and TJ are elims, he would already have the elim doc. He is definitely clear in my books, my test is over and I have another running but honestly i suck at these tbh as trying to gain info has unironically spread misinformation and also made several people suspicious of me

Who wrote Cups?

Yep, Radiants exist. Though in general, from what I’ve seen, other magics like sanderson or eragon are less powerful than TLT, supplementary at best. I doubt you could use stormlight to heal through a withergeist corruption, for example.