Amaetheon in Altara - game over

[Racquel]

Racquel smiled as she joined the crowd in the square once more. Spying Carlia she joined him at the edge of the square, "Hello again." Racquel gave Carlia a broad, genuine smile. A smile so well practiced, that even nobles and patrons would not resist.

"Things are going well, are they not?" Humming a tune, Racquel pulled Carlia close as she turned gracefully in front of him. Taking Carlia's arm and humming sweetly, she pulled Carlia gently, "Dance with me."

Twirling gently and gracefully, Racquel murmured, "You dance well, for a man." Pausing again, Racquel added, "Have you noticed you're the last man left?" Gesturing with a free arm around the square, "Joolis was clumsy. Astolfo was old. Not even his experience could make up for that. Aira, Torgor, Chiron. They all had their faults. Dolofonos... Well, he was barely a man at all. A disgrace for your kind really."

Racquel turned again and pulled in close to Carlia. Leaning in towards his lips, Racquel whispered, "I truly have saved the best until last..." Racquel kissed Carlia. Long and deep. A kiss that is usually only in the stories. A kiss that is for lovers. Or for a sweet, sweet distraction...

Racquel took the knife from her hiding place and pressed it against Carlia's stomach, "I don't like knives. They're too intimate. But long ago. Maybe in a dream, or another life, a knife was my turning point. Intimacy with a man is disgusting. And so unsatisfying. So to end you, of all men, with a dagger. My best for last. Poetic? Yes?"

Racquel plunged he dagger deep into Carlia, twisting as she plunged. "The town is now cleansed."

[Racquel]

(I'm done. Enjoy the rest of the game, and happy new year!)

[xoco]

Racquel reveals a dagger and stabs Carlia. Carlia survives the attack.


Vote count
Rig (L-2) – Raek, Auriona, Eldrenia, Racquel
Racquel (L-4) – Rig, Adirne
Auriona (L-5) – Carlia

Minimum: L-5

Not voting: Aldwyn, Callesa

[Racquel]

In desperation, Racquel makes her way quickly to the H&H Smithy. At the counter she empties the contents of her purse, "My good fellow - what can you offer me?"

[xoco]

At "Hapless and Hornsfeldt",
'Hello there, what are you after?'

[Racquel]

Your best weapon I can afford, Sir.

[xoco]

At "Hapless and Hornsfeldt",
Jieu Hapless examines her coin and coughs politely. 'Well, now, we have a collection of throwing knives over here, 5 copper each..?'

[Rig]

Tita nods to herself.

[xoco]

At "Hapless and Hornsfeldt",
'Thanks for the business. Come back any time.'

[xoco]

Carlia lies dazed in the town square, bleeding from his abdomen. The herbalist, Magyar Csardas, is bent over him, patching up the wound with a poultice. Tita the unleashed damane, the collar still fit tightly around her neck, and her der'sul'dam, Adirne, watch impassively from the entrance to The Silken Trim, where they wait for any sign of Racquel. The pair had tried once before to kill Racquel, but she had evaded them, and they would see to it that she would not elude them a second time. Not after the recent non-fatal stabbing of the morat'lopar. Aldwyn and Raek, clothed in the lightning-pattern dress of the sul'dam, glare at the der'sul'dam and damane jealously from outside the bank.

'All I want,' Carlia gasps, 'all I have *ever* wanted, is to prove myself to the Empress, may she live forever. To be raised to the Low Blood...'

'Your actions have not gone unnoticed, Carlia,' the Voice to Auriona intones. 'You have done well in Alkindar. Loyal servants to the Throne are always rewarded.'

'Thank you, High Lady,' Carlia smiles weakly. Auriona nods once and waggles her lacquered nails.

'Swear yourself in service to the High Lady, morat'lopar, and you may see the fruits of your labor,' the Voice says in a soft baritone. Auriona barely suppresses a smile, remembering the promise of power given to her by the Great Lord should she succeed in bending the knee of Alkindar to her name.

Just as Carlia begins to open his mouth, something blurs by and he lets out a strangled cry. The hilt of a knife protrudes from his chest. He is dead in a heartbeat.

Elsewhere in Alkindar, Eldrenia and Callesa are walking arm in arm by the River Eldar, near a secluded grove where they sometimes go to be away from the prying eyes of the townsfolk. The image of being business partners can only be pushed to a certain extent before it shatters. Women lovers were anything but socially acceptable in the backwards town of Alkindar, and it was moments like these, alone with only the flowing of the river and the idle sounds of life from the forest, that they truly cherished. One day they would leave Alkindar, and travel east, to Mayene, where they would find acceptance, and could live openly as lovers.


Carlia the Seanchan morat'lopar will never solve the mystery of Alaesha's Mansion.

Racquel the seductress has eliminated the last of the men in Alkindar.
Callesa and Eldrenia the co-dependent lesbian Seanchan lovers have survived together until the end.


RACQUEL, CALLESA, AND ELDRENIA ARE THE WINNERS!!

(Ow, my eyes.)

Thanks for playing everyone. It was a lot of fun to run. Hope my modding wasn't too awful.