Amaetheon in Altara - game over

[Auriona]

Auriona whispers in a man's ear. He looks at Carlia, then yells, "Swear yourself loyal to me and the Empress, Carlia, or you shall meet a raw fate soon."

[Racquel]

I will vote with Carlia.

Vote Auriona

[Racquel]

Racquel sat in the inn eyeing the portly innkeeper carefully. "Sir, there are surely a lot of calls for the heads of people out there. My own is among them." Racquel flashed the innkeeper a smile and called him close. Smiling shyly, 'You did me a great kindness, letting me stay when the rooms were all full, you know." Racquel ran her finger down the mans cheek softly. "I'm sure you believe me that I'm innocent and I did no terrible thing here. You're a man who I'm sure could help convince people of that." Smiling shyly once more and letting her hand drop slowly from the flushed innkeeps face, Racquel added, "Lean close and I'll tell you a secret. I'll tell you who the real killers are..."

[Racquel]

Smiling, Racquel left the inn and wandered down the street. Spying a shop with an anvil above the door, she went in.

"Samson's Blacksmithing - For all you needs of iron and bronze."

Racquel went straight to the counter. Smiling shyly at the man, I need a dagger." Racquel lifted her skirts, showing just a little too much skin than was proper. "I need one that I can conceal here," she said, pointing at her inner thigh.

[Rig]

I have been with my Der'sul'dam this whole time. She ranks higher above and does not need to oust herself. Here is Racquel obviously consorting* against the Empire and we do nothing.

[xoco]

Racquel sat in the inn eyeing the portly innkeeper carefully. "Sir, there are surely a lot of calls for the heads of people out there. My own is among them." Racquel flashed the innkeeper a smile and called him close. Smiling shyly, 'You did me a great kindness, letting me stay when the rooms were all full, you know." Racquel ran her finger down the mans cheek softly. "I'm sure you believe me that I'm innocent and I did no terrible thing here. You're a man who I'm sure could help convince people of that." Smiling shyly once more and letting her hand drop slowly from the flushed innkeeps face, Racquel added, "Lean close and I'll tell you a secret. I'll tell you who the real killers are..."

Negora appears flustered and stammers a few words of gibberish in response, leaning in a little closer to the heady aura of perfume. 'Em, yes, m'lady Racquel, you do have.. something, em, to share, with Negora? Don't be minding me with that, em, business, y'know, the Trim don't be lynching nobody, certainly, certainly not someone, em, as.. like you.' He blinks as the woman is suddenly half-way out the door. He stares after her hungrily, patting at his pockets.

Smiling, Racquel left the inn and wandered down the street. Spying a shop with an anvil above the door, she went in.

"Samson's Blacksmithing - For all you needs of iron and bronze."

Racquel went straight to the counter. Smiling shyly at the man, I need a dagger." Racquel lifted her skirts, showing just a little too much skin than was proper. "I need one that I can conceal here," she said, pointing at her inner thigh.

'Hallo, miss. How can I help ye? Er.... Ye..'

[xoco]

At "Samson's Blacksmithing",
'Tankye for the business, miss.'

[Eldrenia]

Feels a bit uncomfortable, but she must side with the Blood.

Lynch Rig

[Rig]

If I get Lynched this day, we all know that Racquel, Eldrenia, and Auriona are not do the Blood and do not serve the Empress, May She Live Forever!

[Rig]

Serve* not do...