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[12]PeregrineV: Egg, Thor665, Scripten, The Fonz, davesaz, TierShift, Shiro, T S O, Garmr, AxleGreaser, Muffin, Boonskiies -- LYNCH

[4] goodmorning, Nero Cain, flubbernugget, Izariael
[1] PeregrineV
[1] Slandaar
[1] Grayfoxxxx

[2] beastcharizard, Aneninen

With 21 alive, it takes 12 to lynch.

(expired on 2014-10-27 20:25:38)


PeregrineV is V/LA from 24-27 October.

When one witnesses the murder of a stranger or enemy, what ought one do? Mourn? Retreat? Gloat? Does one act differently if one is in public, hoping to impress or appear sympathetic? Or does one use this morbid opportunity to make known one's true thoughts?

Most of the Magistrate's guest chose to honor (or defile, depending on your point of view) his illustrious yet not entirely cherished memory by continuing the evening's festivities. Wine flowed into the partygoers as quickly as the river next to the Magistrate's estate ran down its course. This lubricant only made the evening more intense, more intimate, more Bacchanalian. And like the god of old, the revelers began to regard their masks as personas and sought to assume the fictional and depraved identities they created for themselves. In a dark alcove, two attendees were undressing each other. In the shadow of a statue of an angel, a large group broke into disharmonious and rather ribald song. Still others began reciting poetry in the torchlight. The more restrained and pragmatic guests continued with their political discourse, now made even more timely by the power vacuum the Magistrate's death opened. Few bothered to think about whether such talk was in good taste. After some time, a scream rang out over the messy cacophony of the evening. All those not intensely engaged (such as our lovers) ran to the noise, only to witness a gasping figure masked and clad in yellow clutching his throat, which was spurting blood copiously. Those nearest to him drew back to avoid the effluent, lest it stain their party clothes. As the figure fell to his knees, a voice whose source was concealed by the aforementioned anonymity intoned, "Murderers will suffer the fate they deal to others." The guests could only hope that their collective action had found an appropriate target.

Despair over the fruitless death yesterday subsided when the musicians started to perform in earnest, drawing the guests' attention in true Orphic fashion. While the lutenists and harpists were entertaining, they were present only to maintain the ritual order of performance, mere placeholders until the magnificent focal point of the musical program arrived. Yet they did not arrive: they materialized, unseen until they started streaming through the guests from all directions, converging on the center stage. Even then, they were barely visible in their black robes and cowls. Of course, this was hardly an unexpected sight: when called to provide entertainment for the most illustrious, the city choir elevated its art to a transcendental experience. Part of their specialty was to disembody their voices through constant movement and camouflaged clothing, drawing the listener's attention exclusively to their music. They succeeded marvelously, enrapturing the audience completely with their strange music. Harmonies and consonance drew the audience in but soon yielded to almost atonal passages, building to a cacophonous crescendo that both unsettled and captivated the revelers. As the choir released from its climax and sank into a soothing harmony once again, some of the shrill voices remained. Those near the stage looked around. The choir stopped. Two corpses lay on opposite sides of the stage, their deaths having been obscured by night and song. The choir members leaped off the stage and fled; this was far more than they had agreed to. Yet when the guests sought escape as well, finally realizing that this evening should come to an end, they found the gates locked and the barges gone. Either they would unmask the killers, or this masquerade would prove more dangerous than even the most ill-behaved guests had expected.

Vote: Shiro

I did not claim any role, nor will I be doing so toDay

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