Wheel of Time MUD

Wizkill mobs are poor and non-WoTish. Recommend make Jeraias killable, whereas any PC and mob in wagon get teleported/moved to outside room. Reasonable seeking refuge in a wagon with mobs. Unreasonable they are unreachable. Actually raises question of seeking protection in clan rooms. Make dead clan...

Killing town or seanchan is very different from hunting darkfriends. A major clue to this which we HoL over-read was: we win wen only HoL survive. I had thought it was a typo or something but was too excited to start a strategic game, little to realize our failing strategy wasn't to save townsfolk b...

Imms should be seen not heard. No wait.
Imms should be heard not seen. Still not right.
We all just hear voices from the wheel and the dark now.

We're all mad.

Disappointed. I'm glad other people had fun though. The abundance of mod RP was flavorful. 1. Did not like that there were no actual darkfriends(?). So Whitecloaks were nothing but the baddie. Carlia wasn't a darkfriend? So mislead on this, but I deleted my PMs so I can't go back and read fine print...

Shaking his head, Chiron sits on a bench just off the street. He pulls a boot off. "Going to need all ten fingers and five toes to figure this mess out." "We get six in support of lynching Carlia accused of supporting the Shadow including Racquel, but then Racquel is accused of just not knowing what...

Carlia is desperate to separate the people from being united and changes her vote as she sees fit to blame anyone as long as it isn't her. The desperation of the Shadow in daylight.

Joining the fray of clamoring voices another pipes up. "She did offer me a job, but when I told her what I could do she got scared and fled. So I did watch her anyway at night." Chiron blushes. "I didn't want to do it, but she gave me no work, no choice! And I saw her...." He gulps. "I saw goodie Ca...

Chiron wanders away from the crowd and street toward the tavern. The people still appeared in shock on what to do.

He sidled to the bar and sat down, counting his few coins from the farmer.

"No lynch today it seems, best finish the day here and find work tomorrow."

A second pastry half-eaten hangs in Chiron's hands, mouth working on the other half slowly. As Tita screamed, Chiron once again gagged on his pastry. Some sputtering and crumb-coughing, and a minute later. "We can't lynch her! She wear's the a'dam! It'd be treason against the empress' property. Isn'...

Chiron sticks a fat pastry glazed thumb in his ear to clean it out. "I know I heard Brocas talk about Lynching and murders. Must have been thinking to myself. Lynch Aldwyn had Brocas said. But There are more dead, Juthel, Joolis, Gizmo, Firinei!" Chiron think out loud, "Think not what your town can ...