Alvron

*is the one who will always steal the win from Luna*

BY THE POWER OF GRAYSKULL, I HAVE THE WIIIIIIIIIIN!!!!! Greyskull is nothing compared to the true Master of the Universe: Grayskull!

*woot*

*yay*

*also wins*

Wonderful story. Sadly I could never join in such fun as I wouldn't be able to keep up. I'm barely able to keep up with all the threads I follow now.

Wait... Did anyone bring the chocolate crackers?

And a stick it shall remain. Just with a marshmallow on one end. And maybe some charring.

*grabs two bags of marshmallows and some sticks*

You light the campfire, I'll get out the marshmallows and Thought can entrance us with a story from her time in Fallen.

Indeed I do. I'm sure Luna would love a story too.

Tell us Thought. Regale us with a story of your time in Fallen.

You want people. Here you go.

Yes. Yes we do.

Indeed.

@Shqueeves, please don't use that colour during a game as it's used by Mods for important information. Although this colour is more commonly used rather than that blinding yellow Fifth favours. Edit: Ninja'd by the GM. Feed me! The Shadows hunger.

I already know a Stick so you must be Doom. Alvron grabs a hold of a mandible, hauls himself back up top and pushes Doom off.

*rides Doom's chasmfiend*

The husk that now held the Shadows sat in a cafe. It required sustenance. The husk scanned the menu until someone came over to take his order. Lumgol Coop772 Elandera Devotary of Spontaneity/ Somne Itiah Xinoehp512 Young Bard Snipexe Randuir Cadmium Compounder Shqueeves Roadwalker Sart GreenRover Walin The husk pointed at the first item on the list and licked his lips. The server scurried away. All the husk had to do now was to wait....

*flees to market and buys marshmallows before returning to burning stage*

*is just the messenger. Don't kill the messenger*

*tears up envelope that would've revealed Bean as the true winner*

*comes onto stage and reveals win was given to wrong person*

It was raining. A soft silvery drizzle more than proper rain, not that there was anyone awake to see it. The sun had fully set hours ago and everyone was dreaming their dreams. In one house however, something stirred. Something not of this world. Shadows seeped through the gaps in the windows and under doors. They gathered at the foot of a bed, it's sole occupant sound asleep. The Shadows flowed over the bed as they made their way towards the sleeper. Sensing something was wrong, the sleepers eyes snapped open but it was too late. The Shadows poured down the sleepers throat and up their nostrils. The sleepers eyes momentarily turned black as the night itself before clearing. In just a matter of seconds, the sleeper was left nothing more than a husk that now housed the Shadows themselves. Tremble mortals! The Lord of Shadows has entered the game!

As the Knights of Valor ride off with the win that they won, they are ambushed by a band of rogues wielding crossbows. The Knights are killed to a man and their hard-fought-for won is stolen by the rogues who the fade back into the undergrowth from whence they came.