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Child of the West
Join Date: Dec 2003
Location: Watching President Fillmore ride a unicorn
Posts: 2,132
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Hot damn, lovers. Good call killing Zil.
Thanks for the game moddesses. It was as fun (mostly) as it was stressful and frustrating. /haunting this village
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Gruesome Spectre
Join Date: Dec 2000
Location: Heaven's doorstep
Posts: 8,039
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I think I mentioned this during the game, but the last game I played with Lovers, I was the Ranger, and was lynched with their collaboration, handing the win to them and the wolves.
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Everlasting Whiteness
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Thanks for a good game all! It has been most fun watching.
![]() Personal highlights include: Poor old wilwa dreaming of Lommy and then getting offed the same Night. Tarzan Bear. The bandwagon! And of course sharing narration writing with the wonderful Agan (who I have cheerfully called Maria to all and sundry for the entire game - sorry!).
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Child of the West
Join Date: Dec 2003
Location: Watching President Fillmore ride a unicorn
Posts: 2,132
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It's always been my dream to be crushed by a literal bandwagon.
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Woman of Secret Shadow
Join Date: Oct 2006
Location: in hollow halls beneath the fells
Posts: 4,511
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For poor sally, the sight of the one man who she had come to trust and love, the one person with whom she felt safe, being brutally murdered was just too much.
With a cry of hatred, she leapt at the man who had delivered the blow. Surprised, he raised his hand to defend himself, but it wasn't him that she wanted. It was the sword. Snatching it from his shocked hand, sally gripped it in both of her own, and threw her full weight into the point. Slowly, inexorably, it pierced her skin, sinking into the flesh below, finally finding her heart. Falling to the ground beside her lover, she took his hand in hers, and closed her eyes. All men must die.
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Everlasting Whiteness
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There came a day that a random peasant called Encaitare and a little Green crannogman were walking on a forest path, singing happily something that sounded like this https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QcuopIxpCEo as they went. The sun was low and the forest bathed in orange light, but they were in no hurry. It wouldn't be the first time they slept amidst trees.
As they turned along a sharp bend in the path, their way was blocked by a gang of men. Their clothes and hair gave them away as Braavosi, and the two travellers greeted them politely. The Braavosi, though, were not good men, and they quickly raised their weapons against the innocent wanderers. But as they advanced upon Encai, a fierce growl reached their ears. They turned to see that the little Crannogman was no longer little, or even human-shaped, but was now a huge, hairy bear! “Sorcery! Run!” their leader called, but it was no use. With a rabid snarl, his mouth foaming, the bear loped towards the highwaymen. He tore the leader's throat open and ripped out another man's entrails. He jumped on the third man and broke his back, crushed the fourth's head between his paws, bit off the fifth's leg and crushed the sixth's windpipe. Finally he sat down to eat, conveniently making sure he placed his rump on the seventh man's head. The man trashed for a moment and was still. But as the bear proceeded to eat the third man, he noticed he was still alive. “You may have won today,” he whispered and coughed, “but in the end, the Many-Faced God will come for you. All men must die.” Encai laughed. “Ah, but... I am no man!” “Neither am I,” said the little Green crannogman, back in her original shape, wiping blood coyly from her face. And singing they walked into the sunset.
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Blossom of Dwimordene
Join Date: Oct 2010
Location: The realm of forgotten words
Posts: 10,487
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Animated Skeleton
Join Date: Jun 2014
Posts: 26
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That song is actually a pretty powerful protection spell, so they were covered from the onset.
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Flame Imperishable
Join Date: Dec 2007
Location: Right here
Posts: 3,928
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I wouldn't be surprised if that's how it ended, just to mess with all the readers.
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