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by Paj » Sat Dec 17, 2016 4:52 pm
Wotmafia Murder in Maredo Role
Sent: Sat Nov 19, 2016 11:58 pm
From: Carlia
Recipient: Paj
A wicked woman you are, impersonating a wisdom in this town. Pretending to aid those who are sick only to extend their suffering and watch them wither away. Long ago you sold your soul to the dark one for the promise of eternal life. You are skilled in crafting poisons and potions of all sorts. You are just as skilled in deception, having been impersonating a wisdom since you killed the last one in this village.
At night you may POISON anyone you wish, the herbs in this area aren’t fatal but they will prevent your target from doing anything else in the night.
To be clear, you may POSION anyone and they will be unable to perform a night action. If investigated you will show up as a wisdom and a servant of the Light.
You report directly to ARKAN, the Darkfriend Highest.
You win when the Great Lords Horde controls the Maredo Plains.
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Night One (20)– Poisoned Rig – random pick (this could have been a trend-setter for Astolfo, but Rig was lynched on day 4 anyway after Weir came out on Day 3)
Night Two (23)– Poisoned Joolis – random pick (also he was investigating me)
Night Three (29)– Poisoned Pial – random pick
Night Four (4)– Poisoned Pial – Per direction
Night Five (7)- Poisoned Pial – Per direction (Then I was burned alive by Racquel)
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Do what it is you do, since you do it well, but keep me apprised of your actions. The people trust you. The Great Lord shall triumph!
-Arkan
Arkan set me to do my own thing. Huzzah.
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Sent: Sun Nov 20, 2016 10:18 pm
by Paj to Carlia
A poison for the young little Rig. Some kiddies aren't ready for grown up candy.
Sent: Mon Nov 21, 2016 10:33 am
From: Arkan Recipient: Paj
I never did like rig. Always thought he was better than himself. Better than his betters. The weak are weeded. That said, at this point, I will have to know before you kill anyone. Before we give ourselves too much of a disadvantage.
Sent: Mon Nov 21, 2016 10:38 pm
From: Carlia Recipient: Paj
As dusk starts to settle you figure it is time to find your target. Gathering up your darkest shawl you begin to prowl around in the shadows. Remembering the last you heard from Rig this afternoon, he is likely fighting his mother going to sleep.
With the speed of a crotchety old lady you maneuver silently to Rig’s house. He is, as you expected, sulking outside on the porch. With a Child so easily fooled you decided to cover your face and walk right to the silent child.
Without leaving the shadows surrounding the porch you purr ‘Rig… I have a treat for you’ as you hold out a soft biscuit.
Rig, startled by your sudden appearance, takes a moment before slowly moving toward the extended hand.
As he grows nearer he gets more confident, until he gets close enough to snatch the biscuit directly from your hand and shovels the entire thing into his mouth. He no sooner swallows and drops like a stone, fast asleep.
Without pause you turn with the intent to head back to your small cottage when suddenly a large shadowy figure appears from nowhere wielding two large knives.
This figure begins to speak quietly….
You listen completely intrigued by the strange man speaking of an Empress, may she live forever and some kind of return. He speaks of the struggle and a coming war.
When the man finishes speaking you feel all ties to the Dark One severed. Your life belongs to woman thousands of miles away, a woman who you have never met. You are now a servant of the Seanchan Empire.
When he finished speaking the man turns away, ‘ We will talk again soon.’
With that, he vanishes.
You return home with no further actions taking place.
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You successfully poisoned Rig.
You have been converted to the seanchan. You now win when the Dark has been defeated and the Light has been converted or killed. Your night actions have not changed.
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Ruh Roh.
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In the service of the Empress, may she live forever.
Sent: Tue Nov 22, 2016 7:46 am
From: Astolfo
Recipient: Paj
Last night we spoke of the glories of the Empress, may she live forever, of whom you now serve but did not look upon each other.
I reveal myself as a servant of the Empire here in this distant land, and ask you for more information about yourself:
What role do you play in this town and what abilities do you have that might be of use to the Empress, may she live forever in glory?
Also what do you know of other individuals in the town and they alignments and abilities that might be of use to the Empire? Did you interact with anyone else last night?
I will speak with you each day by a similar message and direct you on how you are to vote if the townsfolk try to lynch each other.
Send me a reply with my requested information as swiftly as you are able. Share this information with no one and destroy this letter immediately after replying. You are to tell no one of who I am or of your service and faith in the Empress, may she live forever, even if it means your death.
Together, we can win by turning this town to the service of the Empire, and then the Ever Victorious army will secure the Maredo Plains in the name of the Empress, May she live forever.
~sealed in black ink with a pair of ravens in flight over a fist.
Sent: Wed Nov 23, 2016 12:06 pm
From: Paj
Recipient: Astolfo
Oh great savior. I am just the new wisdom in town, come past season to replace the old. My skills are obviously in healing and tending to my flock, but moreover putting to a deep night's sleep those that trouble my flock. I will give a naughty boy a morsel that makes them unable to further act that night.
I had only my last master to serve, master Arkan. I am fearful of him and his great lord who had offered me eternal life. But you and your Empress offer more now, when I am sure I will live and reap my rewards!
This last night I found Rig to be a bit overwhelming, and I gave him a morsel to put him to sleep, that is when I was approached by your speaker.
I do not know of anyone else. And I would be afraid to vote to lynch anyone, as my purpose is to protect my flock from each other and themselves.
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Sent: Wed Nov 23, 2016 10:16 pm
by Paj to Carlia
As night settled in, Pajana made a new route back to her shack, and wasnt surprised as she was bumped into by someone, and her satchel a bit lighter after. He had taken exactly what she left for him.
Joolis would enjoy his treat.
Sent: Thu Nov 24, 2016 5:53 am
From: Astolfo Recipient: Paj
Drug arkan tonight please so he can't do anything.
Report any interactions that you have or any messages that you have received from other people in town.
Sent: Thu Nov 24, 2016 7:23 am
From: Paj Recipient: Astolfo
Oh my. Deary. I had already passed Joolis a treat on my way back to my shack. You said to report to you of anyone talking to me. Nothing of not continuing about my way.
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Night 2 Result
Sent: Sun Nov 27, 2016 4:28 pm
From: Carlia Recipient: Paj
After the figure brushes by and your pack feels considerably lighter you head back to your shack.
Just as you reach the shack you hear a loud 'THUD' of something falling.
Cautiously making your way to the window you peer outside.
The little thief apparently followed you home before the poison took hold.
You have successfully poisoned Joolis.
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Sent: Mon Nov 28, 2016 7:49 pm
From: Paj Recipient: Astolfo
As you wish, your grace.
I am to report to him I will target Pial tonight. He hast come to me again, speaking from the shadows in an alleyway while I was passing, that I should vote no lynch, and he may be displeased as he says one heard he was a darkfriend.
So I am to ruse at my intent, and still hold my action.
I stand by for your graces and empress glory.
Sent: Mon Nov 28, 2016 7:55 pm
by Paj to Arkan
Oh snazzle, I just read forum. Doh.
Oh master... what do you want me to do should they vote?! who am I to serve? Will the Dark One hear my pleas and assist me? I can only aggravate the townsfolk.
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My attempt to get Arkan to tell me who next to report to though I no longer serve him.
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Sent: Tue Nov 29, 2016 10:33 pm
From: Paj Recipient: Carlia
At the end of the day, even one as isolated and cranky as PIAL was thirsty for an ale to end the night. His was left in a mug at the foot of his door with a quiet knock and the shuffle of footsteps away. It had an extra stout taste to it.
NIGHT 3 ACTION
Sent: Wed Nov 30, 2016 11:35 pm
From: Carlia Recipient: Paj
After you have walked a safe distance you rush behind a hedge and watch for signs of movement.
The door opens and Pial looks at the mug; with an exaggerated shrug he grabs the mug and downs it in one chug.
Before he can move he falls down in the doorway, knocked out cold.
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Night 4
Sent: Sat Dec 03, 2016 2:27 pm
by Astolfo
Put Pial asleep again tonight.
Sent: Sat Dec 03, 2016 2:38 pm
From: Paj Recipient: Carlia
Dashing house to shop to house, Pajana checked on her victi... flock to ensure their safety. Somewhere in the mix she sought to drop a small mixed herbal package in the window of PIALs room, a littleness something that would catalyze shortly and fragrant the room among other effects...
Night 4 results
Sent: Sun Dec 04, 2016 12:48 am
From: Carlia Recipient: Paj
A glance back into the window of Pial shows him passed out face first into his chamber pot.
You have poisoned Pial.
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Sent: Tue Dec 06, 2016 9:00 am
by Astolfo
Tonight you need to put Pial to sleep again please.
Night 5
Sent: Tue Dec 06, 2016 10:15 am
From: Paj Recipient: Carlia
Oh the joys of watching that one squirm. Pajana mixed a specially brutal mix this night, careful not to touch the mix once the ingredients went in the mortar. The leaves of one plant were harmless in itself, but once mixed with grub tail and roots of a certain flower they slightly sizzled. The pestle crushed the mix into a fine powder. The pestle and mortar would have to be disposed of as well.
Pajana poured the powder into a hollow rod and capped the ends. She left her shack, grumbling about darkfriends and lightfriends taking her flock. They were hers!
She found the window where he would be tonight, removed the caps of the rod, and blew hard the dust spreading it into the room.
PIAL would be particularly incapable tonight on once he touched a single surface, and in quite a bit of pain.
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Night 5 results
Sent: Wed Dec 07, 2016 9:14 pm
From: Carlia Recipient: Paj
PAJ -
As you walk away from Pial’s house a howl of pain followed by a loud crash lets you know that you have succeeded.
You walk home quietly and head straight to bed.
You are awoken in the middle of the night by a loud cackling.
Bolting upright you see a tall lean shadow in the door; his hands enwreathed in flames.
Before you can move fire races toward you and catches the bed afire.
In short time the fire catches on your clothes and you feel it burning your skin.
You try to wriggle free but something is holding you down.
The last thing you can hear is the crackling of your own skin as the world goes black.
You have been killed on Night 5.
You may not communicate with anyone still alive and may not post on the game thread until a winner has been declared.
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All in all, I'm disappointed that the village let the self-admitted male channeler and killer survive even Aira. The dagger in the head I thought was very out of place and obviously played out. This is a mad male channeler, how does he have that precision after burning down a building, burning a person, freezing a person, then throws a dagger, then slices mayor in half with a gate? But it is what it is and the story played out.
And I didn't intend Pial to be such a target (I'm not against him, we just have different opinions, but i'll still play with him) the first time was just playing the game, but then it was orders.