Wheel of Time MUD

Unfortunately I was traveling for a bit of the game, so I missed one chance to kill on night 3, after we failed on night 2. I was feeling pretty confident noticing that there were nights where nobody was being killed and there were plenty of us left. I hadn't considered daytime assassinations. I was...

Indeed, I think it is now time to Vote: Racquel . Given the extent of knowledge she suddenly displayed but only when threatened by the previous vote, I wonder if she is not in lead of the Hand of the Light faction. Even if not, I very much doubt she bleeds purple, so to speak. Having spoken, Adirne ...

Adirne follows, glancing here and there, curious to see who this lady Alaesha is. 'Indeed, we'd been fortunate to have been avoided by the rains that are so common in Shaldine. And then even when the storm did come, still some good has come out of it.' Adirne smirks knowingly.

With a confident step, Adirne approaches "The Alkindar" inn. Producing from her pouch a small piece of paper that she shows to madame M., she waits patiently to be taken inside.

I don't understand. Aira is obviously against the town and the one who lead be initial lynch against Carlia and you want to lynch me first?! Strange town this is. Aira is Hand of the Light and plans to kill you all. Torgor is against the town. Carlia's suspicions of Chiron are also correct. Glory t...

Racquel left the inn after enjoying the festivities of the night before. Everything was much calmer now without the music and the dancing. The town crier was spreading the word about the death of a corlm during the previous night. Racquel had never met a corlm and didn't really know what that was. ...

"Honeycakes with extra honey. About five of them." As Adirne looks for money to pay, she is startled to find a message in her hand. After a cursory glance, she throws it out into the street. Floating gently gently, it falls face up where anyone can read what is written: 'Support the lynch against Al...

By the time Adirne had woken up, most of the shouting had already passed. Was it too late to do some shopping? Adirne has a quick look into Primrose pastries for something most people would describe as intolerably sweet.

Adirne's wake up is gradual and marked by plenty of yawns and stretches. A while later, wishing she was still in her comfortable bell, she shivers slightly as the mild autumn wind picks up a few fallen leaves. The news about the corlm was an unpleasant surprise. Who would spoil the last day of celeb...

Wisdoms:

Malika
Liena (previously Dory)
Adirne