Swords and D20's Minimafia: Fluffly's Vengeance [Concluded]

[Cultured Drizzt fan]

Hello Everyone, and get ready for the next Swords and D20's game! Just a mini mafia this time, But could be crucial to future story elements. :wink: Personally I am growing to like this little theme, and I hope it is growing on all of you as well :bow: now without further adieu I give you All Fluffy's Vengeance :beam:

(Circa 30 years after Swords and D20's 2)


http://www.freewebs.com/provincesofclique/evilcastle_l.jpg

Nowhere has always been a large kingdom, with land stretching far south to the great desert, and far to the north, to the Steppe plains. But surely one of the most enigmatic areas of the kingdom is The Badlands. An area where the Steppes meets the plains, It has always housed some of the darkest aspects of both man and beast. Nowhere had never given it too much attention, and it enjoyed a high level of autonomy (mostly because Nowhere could find no one Duke willing to deal with the mess). But although this led to many a family setting out for economic and political freedom, just as many have turned back in horror. Liches and necromancers carve out their diabolical fiefs, Just as fast as Clerics and Paladins could cleanse them. Its a viscous cycle of Death, and one that the people of the land know well. And such is our story, one of a family line which had made its name in these tough lands. Its Patriarch was named Iskander, a former prison guard from the prison camps of Anywhere, and he had made his farmstead and family on a fertile plot of land 10 miles from Castle Darkhallow (perhaps settling next to a castle named Darkhallow was not the best Idea? But I digress) The Iskander line had taken in roots quickly, and already Iskanders first Grandson was just learning to hold a trowel.


But Things had grown dark..... A Lich had found its way to Darkhallow, With a death-knight called Fluffy. That had given old Iskander pause, for he could never be sure about the almost godlike cat that he had left buried in that old plot in the prison camp. This must be the same..... And the horrors he might unleash on old Iskander as a undead gave him a chill to the bones.

And Iskander used his greatest Treasure, a small beacon he had bought before heading into the badlands, a beacon that would alert the Church of Pelor (God of Light and healing) that he needed aid. It better work too, the darn things warranty package cost him a arm and a leg! Hopefully with a little divine muscle he could have this Lich forcibly evicted.




And that right there is the opening tidbits :bow: For those unfamiliar with my previous games, here is a list. It could help figuring out what is going on in the game

Swords and D20's 2: Return of Anywhere (https://forums.totalwar.org/vb/showthread.php?t=122397)
and the first installment: Swords and D20's
(https://forums.totalwar.org/vb/showthread.php?t=120054)


Signups: 7/7
Centurion1
Death is yonder
Slashandburn
atheotes
CCRunner
CaptainBlackadder
Yaropolk

Rules:
All standard rules apply
Communication out of thread is not allowed unless otherwise specified in your role Pm :whip:
Vote: No lynch is allowed
Day phases last 24 or so hours, nights last same amount of time.
No post mortem reveals
And I would appreciate it if you guys could keep a running tally

[Centurion1]

in of course. as the old fluffy..... how can i resist.

[Death is yonder]

In!

:yes:

[slashandburn]

In!!!!!!!

[atheotes]

In :bow:
this time I hope to last longer than 2 phases :clown:

[CCRunner]

I'd like to be IN

[Captain Blackadder]

In please. Where is the return of Blackadder the unluckiest person in the world? lol

[Cultured Drizzt fan]

In please. Where is the return of Blackadder the unluckiest person in the world? lol

:wink: I assure you, the worlds unluckiest prisoner will have his time to shine :yes: just not this game.


just one more now.

[Yaropolk]

INS

[Cultured Drizzt fan]

Awesome. Finishing touches on PM's and the game should start latter today. :yes:

[Cultured Drizzt fan]

Day 0:

Iskander Treet grabbed the Beacon from his basement, the small white stone shimmering with a golden radiance. He whispered the password softly, hoping that the stone had not broken in its long years on a shelf “Good for the Good god.” Iskander said, and he prayed the temple would send aid…. And soon.

He walked into the yard after, throwing the stone in the rubbish bin, its enchantment spent. There were his sons, Orion, Balthazar, and Lapis. All three were practicing their sword play, and in front of them stood the Towns militia, 10 of the strongest men of the town, all getting ready. Undead had been coming in scores since that lich had moved in, and the men needed to keep there edge….. It was all they had. Iskander walked to Orion, “The Paladins should be coming. We just need to hold out a little longer.” Orion nodded, and he went back to the men. Iskander Smiled and went back to his home, to another cabinet far back in his basement. He found what he was looking for soon enough. A shimmering sword, glowing a deep blue. And his armor, simple metal, the same suit he had worn while he worked at the old Prison camp. But now it was imprinted with glowing runes, giving it a aura of strength and solidness.

One last journey. There was no Denying it, Iskander was old. He had 3 years, 4 maybe. He was getting frail in his age, but he hoped that some of his old strength still filled them. Just one more journey. One more fight. Those Paladins were going to have to try and keep up, Thought Iskander wryly. He was not going to trust his families safety to some young upstarts who thought they were all that.
………

“Come on, Come on!” The paladin barked, his voice showing his contempt for the young porter lugging around his weighty gear. “Just because one of the zombies managed to nab you does not mean you get the day off! We have people who need saving!” His armor was pristinely polished, which to any real fighter hoofing it through the badlands was a symbol of this ones vanity. The porter sighed and kept moving forward at his slow pace, favoring his right foot heavily over his left.
“Of for the love of Pelor, Are you really going to reduce me to using my god given might on such a little thing as a broken ankle? Your parents would be ashamed.”

The porter grumbled something about his master. The paladin turned sharply “What was that? Did I hear dissent? You would dare go against a divine servant?!” The porter hushed quickly, his face deep with lines of frustration.

The paladin started walking ahead, a smile on his face. Today, he decided, was going to be a good day. Ten more undead dispatched, and another town of fawning innocents thanking him for his assistance. Pelor was shining brightly above, no doubt, he thought, as a thank you for his servant’s wonderful job. No doubt he would find his way to Sibiu by the end of today, and would be back among his fellow worshipers by the day after that. The other paladins would no doubt be jealous, once again of his great accomplishments, and angry at the Devotion he showed to their god. But none of that affected Isaac. He would face their jealousy as he always did, with joy and more prayer to Pelor.

A light flashed in front of him, and a message whispered into his ear. “Lich activity at Darkhallow, House Treet requires assistance. Go with all haste, Backup arriving within a month. Hold but do not engage, high risk target.” Isaac leaped with joy at the sending. “Porter, Change direction, we are off to castle Darkhallow! A Real Lich! OH what a happy day!” The paladin skipped down the road towards Darkhallow, the opposite way they had been going. The porter just sighed once again, shouldered his burden, and walked after his master.

…….

Isaac and his porter arrived to the Treets Villa 10 days after receiving the message, and found a town on edge. Men skittered about, swords at the ready. Of the 13 man militia 5 were wounded, including Iskanders son Lapis. Isaac marched triumphantly into the Treet house, and when he reached Iskander flourished his hands “I am here now my good men! Pelors might shall destroy this lich!”


Iskander stared from the Paladin to the porter “yes, but where the rest?”
Isaac scoffed, he was not going to share credit with the other paladins, this was his first lich after all! He wanted this experience for himself. “Well….. You see sir, I am all the temple can spare. But fear not, my might is unmatched! I shall destroy this lich no questions asked!”
Iskander openly laughed, “You can’t be serious. This is not some ghouls or zombie. This is a Lich. And with a Death knight at his side. We haven’t got a chance right now.”
Isaac scrunched his eyebrows together “we?”

“You think I am willing to put all my faith in you? I am coming with you, and my two sons beside me, and with the way things are turning out I am bringing my three of my best fighters with them!”
Isaac almost spoke out against that, but Iskanders gaze was too cold. The paladin was for once at a loss of words.


Isaac did manage to convince them to set out that day for Darkhallow, without waiting for the reinforcements he knew they would not need. Iskander bickered, but he would not let the Paladin walk to his death alone. He told his wife what to do if they did not come back, and then set out to the castle on horseback, much to the Porters delight.

……..

Fluffy’s head was obscured by his heavy helmet, an odd commodity on a handless cat, but one that his master thought a necessity. He did not want to have to stare at his death knights disgusting face after all. Decay had come to much of Fluffy’s body, and what was left behind had hardened with the Cats transformation into Unlife. His claws were almost a foot long, and the blood clinging to their surface showed they had been heavily used these past 30 years. Now the cat waited by his masters side, the old lich staring intently into a scrying pool.

The Lich gave a skeletal grin his bony fingers scratching what little remained of its decaying hair “Ohh what a treat. All of the Treets males and a paladin beside them. Hah! The fools think that a little divine fire will kill me? I have walked this earth for 200 years! Seen its secrets, learned its Magicks. What do you think we should do with them Fluffy? Hhhmmm?”

The cat slowly nodded its helmeted head “Kill them.” It said slowly in a still feline voice. The cat stopped though, when it saw one of the men in the pool. He was old, and his armor looked quite familiar. The helmet cocked to the side, and there the cat remained fixed, Staring on and on.

The lich shook his head “Yes, we will kill them, but I think w can have more fun than that!” Again the grin, and the lich snapped its fingers, turning into a spitting image of one of the men in the glass. He Cackled and turned to the cat. “now for you my pet.” He snapped his fingers, changing the cat into another guard. The death knight sneered “Foolish you are. Kill them now, don’t toy.”
The lich grew angry, and a dark bolt flew to the newly polymorphed cat “YOU do not tell me what to do!” The lich mellowed quickly however “Now come. I want to have some fun with these fools.”

…………..
Blackjack was dead the next day. Iskander knew what that meant. 7 men alive, he had been through this before.

He commanded everyone’s attention “alright everyone…. Blackjack is dead. Orion, Balthazar? Remember my bedtime stories? We have to go through it again. The lich is probably among us, and we need to find him and kill him. We will all vote on who we think it must be, and the one with the most votes gets killed. So lets all get talking.”


Begin Day 1: It will end Thursday December 3rd, 8:30 PM EST


Living: 7/7
Centurion1
Death is yonder
Slashandburn
atheotes
CCRunner
CaptainBlackadder
Yaropolk



extra rules: Level system- as in all my other games there is the added Level system. To be short, the higher your level compared to your attackers then you may have a chance to live through a kill attempt.


This is going to be a short, Bloody game. Have fun :beam:

[Death is yonder]

Vote: slashandburn

By the power of... uhh... my aching back! I declare you to be the lich.

[CCRunner]

Why is everyone so quiet? I'll Vote: Yaropolk just to get the ball rolling.

[Centurion1]

and ill vote: ccrunner to keep the ball rolling

[atheotes]

i have heard the stories...
Vote: slashandburn to keep the ball rolling in the right direction :yes:

[Yaropolk]

Vote: CCRunner to tie it up

[slashandburn]

I am not the Lich and i'm not going to vote randomly.

[Centurion1]

unvote; vote: slashandburn

by process of elimination i have concluded if he is not the lich.... then he must be fluffy the deathknight!!!!!

[Yaropolk]

that's lame
unvote CCRunner vote: Centurion1

[Centurion1]

calm down its the first round. its not like im keeping my vote there.

unvote; vote: no lynch

after being lynched first round for small games in a row im not big on first round lynches either.

[Captain Blackadder]

vote atheotes

random vote

[Cultured Drizzt fan]

Round over, write up started.

SlashandBurn has been lynched.

[Cultured Drizzt fan]

Day 1: End


The day ended, and the votes were quickly Tallied by Iskander. His face grew long and he stated Monotonously “Balthazar……. You have the most votes.”

Balthazar Treet (SlashandBurn) Looked stunned. “What? But dad, you can’t kill me like this….. I am not the Lich or the cat! You can’t do that!”

Isaac interjected “Hah! That must be a confession! To arms you foul fiend, I shall smite you!” The Paladin started to leap forward, flourishing his sword in a overly complicated weave around his body. The Porter just sighed and put his face in his palm, honestly expecting no less by now. Orion swept his sword out, Parrying the Paladins thrust and locking his sword into the grown. “Calm down, We do not have to leap right to killing now do we?” Orion lifted one hand up “We can talk this through. I am sure my brother is innocent, and I am sure we can prove it. We just need time.”

Iskander smiled at Orion. “yes…. Perhaps we are moving a bit fast. Lets just sit down and think things through. Time is…….” Iskander turned to his left, and unsheathed his sword with one motion, “Undead. To arms everyone!” All seven men gathered their weapons And from their left swarmed a pack of Ghouls, their sharp pointed teeth yellowish green, and their tongues lolling to the side and dripping some kind of green liquid.

Isaac let out a joyous cry and rushed into the approaching throng. His sword swung in arcs, burning through Ghouls with its holy might. The other fighters shook their heads, What an idiot. He was going to be surrounded in moments. The porter sat by a tree, and Iskander was pretty sure he could hear him whispering “Come on, this time must be the one….. Trip, break your ankle, just mess up! Nine hells I want out of here.” But he had little time to ponder the disgruntled Porters message. The rest of the companions formed a diamond, with Iskander at its tip. They met the approaching ghouls with their swords out, Iskanders blue blade leaving trails of Icy mist in its wake. The Ghouls just could not cope with the assault. The Paladin kept charging forward, never allowing himself to stay in place long enough to be flanked, and the other men kept grinding forward, taking ghoul after ghouls down. But eventually the group was still forced back to the tree line, The porter face palming again and then taking out a wooden cane, which he used to futilely beat at the approaching ghouls.
Isaac went up beside his porter, and thrust his hand out “Quickly! A potion of Healing! Come on, Come on!”

The porter grumbled again, and put his hand into the huge backpack he carried around. He grabbed a handful of the tiny vials from one pocket and held them to the light. Bulls strength, Cats Grace, Bark skin, Neutralize Poison, Cure moderate wounds, and finally, one vial Drow sleep poison….. wait, Drow sleep poison? Where in the nine hells had that come from? Huh, must have been loot he forgot to sell at camp. Weird. A nasty thought went through the porters mind…… Heh. He could get that paladin knocked out and leave him here no questions asked. I mean, who deserved death more than the unfair unjust tyrant who lorded over him with a iron fist? Sure he went to the temple to help the paladins, BUT NOT HIM! For lords sake, there is a reason he got all the missions far into the badlands, that took him away from the temple for months at a time. Even the Grand Priest had contemplated killing him! The Grande Priest of Pelor, God of HEALING! No one would feel bad if this crazy psycho never left this place…… yeah…. That is what he was going too….


“Hurry up man!” Isaac grabbed a handful of the vials, taking out the stoppers and putting it down his throat in one motion. He belched loudly and yawned.

"YES!!!!” The Porter started edging towards the rest of the group, laughing manically and skipping with joy.

But Isaac went stiff as a board, and a foul smell filled the air. It did not effect the Porter much, but the undead started clawing at their noses, and fell backwards very quickly, leaving the entire group and retreating steadily to the south.

The Porter raised an eyebrow “What?!” He sniffed the air again, and then seemed to remember something. He pulled out another vial, this one holy water. “…….. Holy Farts?” There was no denying it, the holy water smelled similarly, although the stench in the air also smelled strangely of garlic and eggs……

The porter did not dwell on it too long. He walked over to Isaac and kicked him softly and the paladin groaned and sat up. Isaac shook his head fiercely, trying to awaken. He never noticed the tears streaming down the porters face. “Holy Farts…….. Pelor do you hate me so?”

Iskander waved a hand in front of his mouth “that….. was both the strangest and most effective spell I have ever seen. What was that good paladin?”


Isaac scratched his head “I am not really sure…. I just drank a bunch of these potions and it just happened….”


Iskander laughed “ahh, the good old days. GM must be using the old Potion mishap chart. You got the lucky 100. Random effect. Man that was useful.”


Isaac face palmed “Man, stay in character. I am trying to have a fun time here and you are just trashing the immersion.”


Iskander sighed “Fine.” He coughed and began again “it appears the potions had a random effect on you. Perhaps it is best not to drink too many at once.”


Isaac nodded “Indeed…. Wait, I feel like we are forgetting something….”


Iskander nodded “yeah…. What was it….”

“O’ for Baators sake!” A illusion appeared in the field, a giant liches skull. “Here let me make it easy for you.” The skull nodded to Balthazar “HE, Is supposed to be dead. Don’t worry I will help with that.” A dark bolt of lightning struck Balthazar, his final cry ending as a charred husk of flesh that was once his body stained the earth. “and now you guys should get moving before my ghouls’ come back…… Dear lord you are the slowest bunch of Heroes I have ever met….”

Iskander cried out and rushed to his dead son. “:daisy: How could you!”

The lich raised a eye socket “uhhhh….. It pretty easily actually when you had 100 years to perfect that specific spell.”

Orion rushed the skull sword out “he did not mean it like that you :daisy:!” he went clean through the illusion, and the lich laughed.

“Whatever, I am going to get back to impersonating one of you. Have a good nights sleep!” The lich kept laughing as the skull disintegrated.


SlashandBurn is lynched.



Living: 6/7
Centurion1
Death is yonder
atheotes
CCRunner
CaptainBlackadder
Yaropolk


Lynched: 1/7
Slashandburn


Begin Night 1, It will end 9:00 EST Friday, December 4.

[Centurion1]

i hate first round lynches....

[atheotes]

Vote: Death is Yonder just a hunch

[Cultured Drizzt fan]

There is 1 hour left in the phase and I have not gotten even close to all the night orders I was expecting. :inquisitive:

I will extend the round if I do not get the 2 key orders I am waiting on.

[Death is yonder]

Vote: Death is Yonder just a hunch

Nice try, but its night. :clown:

[atheotes]

oops... i confused the deadlines...i wanted to vote in the other game before i left and mistakenly thought this one was a day pahse ending soon. :wall:

[Cultured Drizzt fan]

*sigh* I have most of the orders. I will start the the writeup

[Cultured Drizzt fan]

Night 1: End

Yondie the Porter stealthily crept up on his target, Code named Yaropolk for the purpose of tonight. He held the vial of Holy Water in his hand, and peered over a conveniently placed log to Yaropolks sleeping sack. He had left his back pack back at his sleeping area. And thank god, he could swear that the bag was so heavy it was actually moving his shoulders down his body….. The Porter sighed. Luckily this was his last mission. After this job he was getting the nine hells out of here. He was taking his pension and buying a house in the country. Then he was going to pick a wife. She wouldn’t have to be pretty, as long as she was willing to carry Yondies stuff around…. After this he was never going to carry anything ever again….. NEVER! He giggled at the thought and looked to Yaropolk again. He lifted the vial and readied his arm. Wooosh! The vial smashed into the sleeping sack, and Yaropolk sputtered awake and yelped in surprise. Yondie leapt from his hiding spot and screamed “AH HAH! LICH!!!”

Yaropolk grimaced “what the heck are you doing……?” Yondie stopped laughing in joy at finding the lich and got a actual look at Yaropolk.

“ooooohhhhh……” His skin was not smoldering or falling off, and he did not appear to be in pain, just angry. Yondie stuttered “uhhh I was you see….. Trying to find the lich and you were uhhh here…. And I thought hey Holy water against the lich, and then I threw it and thought the yelp was pain and then you stood up and here we are…..” Yondie smiled thinly “Sorry? First timers mistake?”


Yaropolked Facepalmed then sighed deeply “Alright, I guess its fine…. You whippersnappers with your silly ideas. If you had tried that 30 years ago I would have smashed your face in a wall and then drowned you in your own shattered skull chips.”
Yondie looked shocked “wait….. Really?”


Yaropolk laughed “NO not really! I am messing with you man, it was a fine idea. Go get some sleep. We have a lot of work in the morning. We can’t be sure when the ghouls will catch up to us, and we still need to reach Castle Darkhallow. “

Yondie relaxed, “ohh man thanks, I am really sorry about the holy water…..“

“Don’t worry about it!”

...............

Malshank the Lich watched the exchange with interest. “Oh fluffy this is simply Perfect! That foolish porter think he is going to find us! But now we shall find HIM!” Malshank laughed effeminately. By his side Fluffy sighed, his helmet shaking side to side slowly.

The cat looked upwards through his visor “You want me to kill him?” Malshank looked incredulous

“Well obviously. Did you not hear the maniacal laughter? Really fluffy, I dare say that the helmet is impairing your hearing.”

Fluffy hissed and said something in his native language

Malshank looked down sharply “what was that?” The cat fell silent “that is what I thought. Remember Fluffy, unlike this porter you are not simply a servant. You are my magical slave. You have NOTHING without me. So, go and kill the porter while I assist. And then get me my ghoul whistle, you know the one, it has the frills? Nevermind, I can probably get it myself. Just handle the Porter.”


Fluffy nodded and silently slid out of the Pocket dimension Malshank had created for their conversation. His helmet made not a sound now, Fluff having not lost his cat like reflexes or grace.


………

Yondie was almost back to his sleeping area when Fluffy made his move, stepping into the pale moonlight. His body did not look so bad in the minimum light, making him appears a deep black cat with foot long claws.

“You have to be kidding me. Fluffy…. It's Fluffy isn’t it?”

The cats voice emerged from the helmet “that is correct.”

“are…. Are you here to kill me?”

“Correct again.”

“then…. Why are you answering my questions?”

“Because frankly after thirty years under Malshank talking to anyone else is a blessing. Plus I sympathize with your plight.”

“wait you do?”

“yeah, we are pretty much in the same boat after all.”

“Are you still going to kill me on my last mission? That seems a bit cruel doesn’t it?”

“Of course, I have to. But hey, in the whatever heaven you end up you can say Retirony was your cause of death.”

“….. Dang”

The cat laughed and walked in, his claws making a clacking sound whenever they hit a rock. Yondie did not even bother running, Facing his fate with poise and dignity as the cat lunged in for the kill.


Death is Yonder has been Killed

...........

Isaac was heartbroken the next day. He cried over the Porters body for a good 50 seconds before regaining his composure. Iskandern tried to comfort him, but soon gave up after hearing Isaac say this:
“But…. Who’s is going to carry my stuff now?”


After breaking camp and forcing Isaac to carry his huge back pack, Iskander told everyone to move out “Another long days journey men, we need to get to Darkhallow soon. 2 people dead, we can not afford to lose any more. Another round of voting, we need to find this lich!”



Living: 5/7
Centurion1
atheotes
CCRunner
CaptainBlackadder
Yaropolk


Lynched: 1/7
Slashandburn


Dead: 1/7
Death is yonder



Begin Day 2: It will end December 6 Sunday, at 9:00 PM.

Stay active you lot :whip: I know it is difficult.

[Death is yonder]

:laugh4::laugh4::laugh4:

Ahh... that was totally worth it :thumbsup:

[Centurion1]

gah cmon guys lets post something eh? to get things started......

Vote: captain blackadder 33% chance of accuracy

[atheotes]

:laugh4::laugh4::laugh4:

Ahh... that was totally worth it :thumbsup:

so much for my hunch :wall:

[Yaropolk]

Centurion1
atheotes
CCRunner
CaptainBlackadder
Yaropolk

Ok So I'm confirmed innocent, everyone agrees, yes? That means we have

Isaac the Paladin
Orion the Son
Iskander the Patriarch
Gaylord the Lich
Fluffy The Cat

Let's get lynching - if we discount me, then we have 50% chance of a bad guy lynch today. I'll post my vote tomorrow morning, time for me to sleep tonight.

[Captain Blackadder]

vote atheotoes

33% chance of getting it right

[Centurion1]

if yaropolk is innocent i have it narrowed down to two.

and atheotes is innocent.

[Death is yonder]

How is Atheotes innocent?

Yaro is definitely innocent. He, at the very least, is not either the lich, or fluffy the death knight.

I am loath to think that there is a third bad guy in this game, Yaropolk is thus with a 99.9% accuracy, innocent.

[Yaropolk]

Actually if you're innocent you have 66 % chance of lynching a baddie. I'll hold off on voting until i see where the cards fall.

[atheotes]

if yaropolk is innocent i have it narrowed down to two.

and atheotes is innocent.

:2thumbsup: for being attentive.

Vote: Captain Blackadder 66% chance of you being scum :smash:

[Yaropolk]

Tally:

Captain Blackadder (2): Centurion, Atheotes
Atheotes (1): CB
Haven't Voted: Yaro, CCRunner

Centurion - why do you think Atheotes is innocent? If you've got inside info post it here, it's now or never, if we lynch the wrong person we're doomed tomorrow anyway. Or if your role has PM powers, PM me.

[atheotes]

i applauded centurion for being attentive to what i posted. I wouldnt be surprised if the only people with PM ability are the 2 mafia.

[CCRunner]

Vote: Atheotes for trying to lynch Death is Yonder who turned out to be a prophet of sorts, and died the same night.

[Yaropolk]

Looks like its up to me to break the tie. I am not convinced of either CB or Atheotes guilt.

I have not seen a better situation in which a reveal is called for. I invite all the players to reveal their identity. Just the name, no powers.
We'll see if there are any duplicates.

[Cultured Drizzt fan]

The round has been extended until Monday the 7th at 8:30 PM. By request. :bow:

[CCRunner]

Very well then, no chance of the lich hiding among us if we all reveal. I am Orion.

[atheotes]

Day 0:

…………..
Blackjack was dead the next day. Iskander knew what that meant. 7 men alive, he had been through this before.

He commanded everyone’s attention “alright everyone…. Blackjack is dead. Orion, Balthazar? Remember my bedtime stories? We have to go through it again. The lich is probably among us, and we need to find him and kill him. We will all vote on who we think it must be, and the one with the most votes gets killed. So lets all get talking.”
[/B]


i have heard the stories...
Vote: slashandburn to keep the ball rolling in the right direction :yes:

I guess a couple of people have already guessed my role and one of them has claimed it as his own.

unvote, vote: CCRunner

the good thing is we have enough time ti talk about this :yes:

[atheotes]

I would urge Balthazar Treet (SlashandBurn) to maintain silence till we get CCRunner's response. We do not want to give him any clues.

sorry about the double post...did not want to edit the one with a vote

[CCRunner]

All I'll say is this-- convinient you choose the one role you know Yaropolk won't know instantly that you are lying isn't it? The role that somebody has already claimed...

[Death is yonder]

Vote: Atheotes for trying to lynch Death is Yonder who turned out to be a prophet of sorts, and died the same night.

Prophet?

PROPHET?!

If I was a prophet I wouldn't be taking orders from that lowly paladin you scoundrel!

By my aching back... if I was alive... -grumble grumble-

:clown:

[CCRunner]

Prophet?

PROPHET?!

If I was a prophet I wouldn't be taking orders from that lowly paladin you scoundrel!

By my aching back... if I was alive... -grumble grumble-

:clown:Meh, were I come from, we call all sorts of detective/prophet/seer/revealwhothebadguyis type roles prophets :juggle2:

[Death is yonder]

My good lich, have you read the Day 0 Write Up?

[Cultured Drizzt fan]

Just for those who are wondering, No exact quoting of your role PM in thread. :wink: I already gave you the extension, now it is all up to the dice gods. I will be watching with interest.

[Yaropolk]

Centurion, please post your role next.

[Centurion1]

unvote ; vote: ccrunner

scum.

i am issac the paladin i can investigate one person or protect one person a night.

i investigated atheotes so i know hes innocent. it was just a throw up between cb and ccrunner and ccrunner revealed himself as scum i suppose cb is fluufy then

[Death is yonder]

Woahh am I glad I didn't pick you then Centurion.

Very simple then, CCRunner and CB need to die.

Looks like I actually came in handy! :2thumbsup:

[Yaropolk]

Captain Blackadder - please post your role.

[atheotes]

unvote ; vote: ccrunner

scum.

i am issac the paladin i can investigate one person or protect one person a night.

i investigated atheotes so i know hes innocent.

here i was, thinking that you actually got my reference to being one of the sons. and When CCRunner claimed my role, i was thinking of a possibility - you are scum. you picked up on my reference. you supported me maybe too gain my confidence. And now you just told your mafia buddy to claim my role :laugh4:

[CCRunner]

unvote ; vote: ccrunner

scum.

i am issac the paladin i can investigate one person or protect one person a night.

i investigated atheotes so i know hes innocent. it was just a throw up between cb and ccrunner and ccrunner revealed himself as scum i suppose cb is fluufy thenAny tangible proof of that, scum? Or are you just claiming to be a second prophet to help out your fluffy little buddy?

[Yaropolk]

Tally:

CCRunner: 2 (Centurion, Atheotes)
Atheotes: 2 (CB, CCrunner)

Roles Claimed:
Isaac: Centurion
Orion: Atheotes/CCRunner
Iskander:


Atheotes/Centurion - if you are convinced of each other's innocence, then you don't care whether CB or CCrunner is lynched. Could you please switch to CB to put pressure on him to reveal?

[atheotes]

Actually i am not totally convinced of Centurion's innocence... but he has claimed Isaac and we havent seen a counter claim. So i am assuming he is innocent. it is not out of the realms of possibility that Centurion and CCRunner are scum and he might switch his vote in the last possible moment thereby lynching me. I agree that this is very slim possibility.
The only fact i know is CCRunner is scum. So i think my vote should stay there. if CB is town his no show is hurting us. (Though i am 90% certain he is CCRunner's partner)

[Centurion1]

sure i dont which one dies.

unvote; vote: captain blackadder


think of the limb im going out on here. its obviously not me. atheotes ill say what your role is... but i dont really know only that you are not evil

heres the write up i got


During the Night you slip up next to Atheotes sleeping area, and smirk as you ready your evil finding gaze. You slip into the Spell Detect evil and stare straight at Atheotes. Drats. Not evil. Man, finding a lich is harder than you expected.

[atheotes]

ok. I am sold. If you faked it, that is a very good impersonation of CDF.
unvote, vote: Captain Blackadder

[Yaropolk]

vote CB

[Yaropolk]

Atheotes and Centurion, you guys are posting way too close together for my comfort, and are very much in concert, but I can't overlook the fact that Centurion claimed to be the paladin, and CB didnt refute it.

[Cultured Drizzt fan]

11 minutes till the writeup :yes:

[Cultured Drizzt fan]

Day 2: End

Iskander and the others quickly Decided Gaea had to be one of the fiends……

Isaac had his blade out just as the vote was tallied “We know you must be one of the undead Gaea. You killed my porter, and by extension, you have dishonored me. Draw your sword and have at you!” Isaac Grimaced and stepped towards the man, who simply smiled.

“I don’t need a sword, I have plenty of my own. Now, Face your death.” Gaea let the skin slather off him, his form melding down to a more sleek and feline one. Fluffy stood in his place soon enough, his helmet still sitting on his head.

“You have made a mistake foolish paladin. You cannot defeat me. None can.”

Isaac smiled “WE SHALL SEE!” He lunged at the cat with his sword shining a golden light. The blade missed by a miles as the cat threw itself to the side, and then let a throaty laugh.

“fool.” The cat leaped its claws extended, scoring a hit in the paladins side. The claws glowed in a black light as they hit, sinking through the paladins chainmail with ease. He screamed and fell back heavily, sword falling from his hands and his body shaking in agony.

The rest of the men gasped “What in Baators name was that?” Orion yelled.
“Does not matter, help Isaac!” Iskander yelled back. Taking his sword from his sheath and wading into battle. He kept defensive, knowing full well the power Fluffy commanded. Orion moved by his side, the two trying to flank the cat.

Fluffy hissed and swiped with his long claws, wary of these new foes. Iskander blocked the claws and thrusted his longsword, the runes cooling and forming ice crystals in the air as it drew power from its wielder. The sword missed Fluffy just as before, but Orion was right beside him, blocking the counterstrike. Fluffy grunted and then fell back, his helmet now appearing to hind the cat. “Curse it all.” He shook his head and the helmet went rolling free….. The cats face revealed to all.


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Mood whiplash!
You try finding dramatic zombie cat pictures!


His body was now fully revealed, The slight decay of the death knight finally shown. His left eye was missing, a pinprick of light in its place. His fangs were far to large for his mouth, a few shattered and hanging in their sockets. His left cheek was missing, leaving a strange grin extending up his left side. But Iskander and his son did not have much time to ponder this, for in the blink of an eye the cat seemed to melt away.

Iskander’s eyes bulged “the Shadow….. Orion. Without the helmet he is going to be far faster, be… GAHHH!!!!!! The cat seemed to materialize on Iskanders thigh, his oversized jaws locking into place through his chausses and sinking into the flesh.

Fluffy started pulling away, and iskander only had a second to speak “Ohh God :daisy: It!!!!” The cat leapt away, taking a huge chunk of Iskanders leg with it. He screamed in untold agony, and fell to the ground, his leg not holding him. Fluffy trotted at a leisurely pace, slurping down the flesh.

Then something changed, fluffy opened his eyes wide, and actually looked down on itself. His face changed from the rage it held to pity, and disgust. “And now I see the truth. Malshank you son of a :daisy:” The cat hissed and turned to the group, rage returning as he searched for his former master. The liches voice pierced the air

“ahhh….. Was not expecting that. Fascinating, free will returning after imbibing the flesh of a someone he once knew in life…. His power is truly amazing……”

Fluffy laughed “you are dead lich.”
Malshank made a gulping sound “uhhhh….. sorry?”
The cat grinned wildly “ I shall remember that while I feast on your corpse foul thing.”

Orion knelt next to his father, holding Iskanders sword in clutched hands, trying to stem the blood lose from Iskanders leg.

Fluffy began stalking forward, intent on where he knew the lich top be. So intent, he never noticed Isaac swoop in, his sword cleaving down to take the dread cats head. Isaac was hurt, but his healing might had taken the edge off, and now he was going to bag himself a death knight. The sword bruned with the light of the sun as it contacted the undead flesh, and Fluffies head went rolling away, his body turning to dust as it did so. His head laughed aloud before turning to the same

“So my tale ends paladin. Farewell.”

Isaac went to the others, expending almost all his strength healing Iskander and bringing him up to speed.
Iskander smiled “The Dread cat is dead then. But the lich still lives. We need sleep. Rest, we are almost Darkhallow…… The final battle will be soon.”

(Isaac has used all his divine power during this phase, and will not able to use his night action tonight.)



Living: 4/7
Centurion1
atheotes
CCRunner
Yaropolk


Lynched: 2/7
Slashandburn
CaptainBlackadder


Dead: 1/7
Death is yonder


Begin Night 2, It will end 9:00 EST Tuesday, December 8.

[Yaropolk]

Score one for the good guys. Centurion, I'll protect you tonight!

[atheotes]

whatever happens i think it is game over :shrug:

[CCRunner]

So confident in your otherwordly abilities then Atheotes?

[atheotes]

I dont think you have the power to kill 2 people on the same night... in a game this small with 2 mafia that would be overkill. so now you are in a tough spot. you cannot kill me because that would reveal me as Orion. you cannot kill Yaropolk because Centurion knows i am innocent and we will vote you out. you cannot kill Centurion because he is protected by Yaropolk. so whatever you do, the town will win :bow:

[Cultured Drizzt fan]

I have all orders in, but I will not be posting the results until it hits 9 PM.

This gives me the time to write an awesome write up (hopefully)

[Centurion1]

Yeah good job town.

thanks yaropolk :bow:

ill protect someone tonight...... if cdf still accepts my orders.

[atheotes]

nevermind...

[Centurion1]

actually no i wont i cant use any night actions

[atheotes]

actually no i wont i cant use any night actions

i edited my post where i quoted CDF saying you cannot use any night actions. I thought that info was useful only for the mafia

[Centurion1]

ive heard from reliable sources..... this write up will end it....

[Cultured Drizzt fan]

Final Night phase:


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Close enough. :whip:

Malshank was starting to regret this whole thing. Perhaps the cat had been right after all….. He should have killed to lot of them before it had come to this. Now he had lost his most powerful undead, and had little to show for it. The lich sighed, although no air exited skeletal chest. Nothing he could do about it now. Of course, it was not over yet, the vermin still drew breath. The lich reached his next target. That… Iskander. He was a smart one, too smart.

A ball of dark flame appeared in the liches hand. Iskander would not even know what hit him.

He walked to the mans sleeping area, and found Iskander waiting for him, sword in hand. “you got my note then?”

The Lich sneered and his other hand threw a bundle of parchment to the ground “Indeed. But you are not going to be the one to kill me you foolish old man.”

He threw the orb in his hand, the flames breaking off Iskanders armor. The old man grunted, but rushed forward, sword held forward, the air around it growing deathly cold. The Lich snickered and phased out, popping up at the other side of the room. He Snapped his fingers, and a black sword appeared in his hand, he strode forward, taking a fencing stance. “Top of my class you old fool. And 200 years to practice!” Malshank Cackled. Iskander looked slightly surprised, but smiled widely, he could take this lich in a straight up fight.

The two clashed together, their swords lightly parrying each others slashes, Each seeming to feel the others rhythm. Iskander fought brilliantly, managing to force the old lich back, and trying to break the Malshanks guard.

He finally broke through! His sword sailed to hit the undeads head, the blade hissed slightly and the blade connected!....Only to go soaring through it without any resistance. Iskander looked wide eyed, and looked behind him.

The lich was standing, his eyes closed in concentration. The illusion in front of him smiled, and dispersed. “I lied, never picked up a sword in my life. But I can do this.” A bolt of lightning shot towards Iskander, and he only had a moment to yelp in surprise before it shattered his armors enchantment. The bolt cut through his armor, and kept going, burning a hole through his left side, while at the same time cauterizing it.

He coughed blood, and fell to the ground, strength leaving him. Malshank smiled and strode forward, His skeletal hand reaching down to grasp Iskanders throat. He lifted him off the ground and grinned wildly “You see you fool? You die now, and I still stand! And just as I killed you I shall kill all the others! I will reign supreme! These lands will be MINE!” The lich began to suck Iskanders life energy through his hand, using it to repelanish his energy. “I think I will start it all be making a new death knight. Your son seems quite capable, he will do just fine.”

Iskanders eyes shot wide, and his jaw locked, he growled between clenched teeth “NO!” His right arm rose, and his blade glowed with the intensity of a fire, the white light and ice flowing off in waves. The swords struck, the lich never realizing the danger. He stabbed as hard as his body could, the sword taking in all of his remaining energy in this own last blow.

Malshank never even saw it coming. The swords shattered his left ribs, and lodged itself in his back bone. The lich grunted “Wha? What….?” He looked down, at his shattered body, and the sword even now pumping ice and cole through his body. “You….. You….. Can’t have… I was going to be king…. It was my destiny.” The fire in his eyes flickered out, and the magic that had held his bones together unwove, pieces of Malshank falling apart onto the ground. Iskander Smiled as his eyes closed, his life finally ending due to the strain.

Orion and Isaac came upon the scene too late to save Iskander, the old man having drawn his last breath long ago. Orion cried over his fathers body, but soon found a simple note on the old man, which quelled his sadness somewhat.

“If you have read this Orion then I pray my final act has succeeded. I am old my son, and seen far too much death for my liking. My time is coming soon, and this way, I die doing something. I die protecting you all. That is all I have ever wanted. A way to make you all safe.

Go back to town, get the rest of the Militia. Take back Castle Darkhallow, and after that is done you may grieve. Stay strong my son, you must lead the family to glory now. It is your time.”


Isaac buried Iskander, finally perhaps learning some humility in the wake of the old mans sacrifice. They both headed back to town, where a strange scene awaited them.

A battalion of 25 paladins patrolled the walls, all stony faced and stoic. Orion almost punched Isaacs head off when he explained his deception, but Isaacs sincere apology was more than enough from a man who had been the definition of vanity when their group had set out.

…….

The Militia and Paladins, led by Isaac and Orion, marched out of the town the next day, and reached Darkhallow after 5 days of travel. 3 days later the castle was theirs, the undead completely annihilated. Without their leader they fell easily, most of them simply standing in silence as the paladins beheaded them. The Paladins of pelor remained another 5 days before heading out, leaving only the militia to hold the castle. But hold it they did. Orion found the liches hoard, and using its wealth managed to hire on 25 full time soldiers to garrison the castle and guard the country side. Using the rest of the money he managed to buy himself royalties, being crowned by one of Nowheres dukes as the Baron of Darkhallow. His fief swelled in size as his well trained soldiers managed to carve out a land of relative tranquility in the badlands. Towns popped up all over, and after his thirty years of rule he left his fief as one of the largest and most wealthy in the north. His name was known the world over, and the tale of his origin and that of his martyred father were spread by bards for years to come.

Isaac learned one of the most valuable lessons of a paladin, and that was humility and kindness. Looking back at his life he realized the folly that he had lived with for much of his adult life. Iskander had shown him a valuable lesson, and he put it too use, patching up his relations with the church of Pelor, and creating a memorial to his badly mistreated Porter. He grew into a strong and ethical paladin, fighting for the good of the people. He never however forgot where he learned his values, and remained on good relations with the Treet family.

….

As for the porter himself some speculate that the Paladins sword, now known legendarily as El’ Domino, was inhabited by a human spirit. After his death its next wielder did complain of the swords surly temper and glee at making itself 10 pounds heavier, exclaiming that if its wielder could not shoulder a decent burden they would never get anywhere in life. Some speculate Yondie the porter was that spirit, although the swords was lost to our records after 100 years and none ever did ask it directly.

……

Fluffy truly did die on that desolate little plain, but some do say that it is likely, indeed probably, the cat was a being from another plane anyway. Talk has it the cat was a minor god, gone from his home plane simply for the fun of it.

……

Balthazar died and went to his own personal heaven, where he waited patiently for his father, the duo were united in death. Where the entire Treet line eventually joined them in their own little pocket dimension. The family spent much of its time pondering just who was the most influential and powerful Treet, and with each generation the question only seemed to get more muddled.

(also, just for the LOL, their name, Treet, Is based on a product similar to Spam. :beam: )

………….

Malshank was utterly destroyed in the fight, and his soul wandered the astral plains forever more.

……..


The Treet line played a key role in what would eventually be termed the taming of the frontier. The badlands eventually grew into a productive part of the nation of Nowhere, its people looking to the party of adventures who killed Malshank as regional heroes, and even saints.

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The North no longer would live under a dark cloud. No longer. Darkhallow, once a symbol of Savagery, became a shining beacon of the north.


(For the curious, Yaropolk used his Final Hurrah ability this round, and CCrunner attack, thus they both die automatically.)

Thank you all for playing. :bow: I hope you had fun. I did. :laugh4:


Victory chart:

Major Victory: Iskander Treet, Isaac the Paladin, Orion Treet

Minor Victory: Balthazar Treet, Yondie the Porter

Minor Defeat: None

Major Defeat:: Fluffy the Death knight, Malshank the Paladin



Roles:

Yaropolk: Iskander Treet

You are…… Iskander Treet

Iskander, Patriarch of the Treet line
Alignment: Neutral Good, Townie
Level: 7th Level Fighter/ 3rd Level Aristocrat.

Hail Iskander, Dark times approach. A lich encroaches on your land, and you fear for your life and that of your family. For 29 years you have Lived on this land, and it has rewarded you with many riches. You came here long ago, with only a sack of money, a wife, and a beacon of Protection to your name. Now you have become almost a small lord to this area of land, with a thriving Villa and family, and many look to you for their own protection. It is a good arrangement, with years of peace with only a few undead incursions to beat back. And yet now, when you have reached the twilight of your age, a great scourge has come to your land…. Lovely timing. For years, your beacon from the Temple of Pelor has not been used, and you hope that it can see your lands freed. But there is no reason to simply rely on that. You may be old, that is true, but you have years of Experience fighting undead, and your family has always raised stout fighters! It is time to go on one last hurrah, and save your family and those of the people around you. You are going to help these young whipper snappers from the Temple take out this lich. No matter the cost.
To war you ride, Fluffy be damned!

Abilities:
Vote: you may vote during the day phase.

Final Hurrah: once during the game in a night phase you may state you wish to use this ability. With it activated if anyone attacks you during that phase they will automatically succeed, however, they will also be automatically killed in retaliation. (Basically you both automatically die)

The Patriarch: Once during the game you may send a anonymous note to anyone in game, through me. Of course, you can not say who you are specifically in the note, but say whatever else you want.

Victory Conditions: Minor Victory one condition, Major Victory is both
1. Eliminate all anti town roles
2. Make sure at least one of your sons lives



Slash and Burn: Balthazar Treet
You are…… Balthazar Treet

Balthazar, Son of Iskander
Alignment: Neutral, Townie
Level: 2nd Level Fighter/ 2nd Level Aristocrat.

You are Balthazar, First son of Iskander, and the heir to his great family. You have lived all 27 years of your life on this tough land, and frankly, it never really grew on you. You have always been more the scholar, never the warrior the family truly needed. But you learned to live with that. You learned the skills of the trader, and the skills of leadership you may one day need. You are the heir of this family, not your brother Orion. And although Iskander may seem to be indomitable, sadly he can not be immortal. You learned some skill with the blade, and now with destruction facing the whole family you have stepped up. This is your fight as well, and you will make your family proud! Lich or no Lich you will rid the land of this evil. You will show everyone you might!
To war you ride, Fluffy be damned!

Abilities:
Vote: you may vote during the day phase.
Tally: You have the official task of keeping a tally. I know, Whooo!

Double Vote: you have a one time ability used during the day phase which counts your vote as 2!

Victory Conditions: Minor Victory one condition, Major Victory is both
1. Eliminate all anti town roles
2. Live through this nightmare

Atheotes: Orion Treet
You are…… Orion Treet

Orion, Son of Iskander
Alignment: Lawful Good, Townie
Level: 5th Level Fighter/ 1st Level Aristocrat.


You are Orion, Second born son of Iskander, and your fathers Militia Captain. For all of your 24 years you have been taught the fighting arts by your father, and you have learned well. Your skill among the family is matched only by Iskander, and none doubt that if he should die you would be the one tasked with defending the family. But you are not heir of the family land, nor the one in line to inherit its fortune. But that suits you just fine, let Balthazar handle the pleasantries and business. You will simply make sure everyone is safe. And that is exactly what you are going to do. By your fathers side you will stop this lich, and let none try and stop you! You shall show your father your worth, no matter what ghost stories your father once told of the cat named Fluffy! Your family are going to make it through this, no matter the cost.
To war you ride, Fluffy be damned!

Abilities:
Vote: you may vote during the day phase.

Victory Conditions: Minor Victory one condition, Major Victory is both
1. Eliminate all anti town roles
2. Live through this nightmare



Death is Yonder: Yondie the Porter (and he succeeded in making the game very amusing for me :wink:)

You are……
Yondie, The porter….
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral, Townie
Level: 2nd Level Expert

Well this pretty much stinks all around doesn’t it? I mean you get a job at the temple to try and make some extra money and you end up having to carry some idiotic paladins stuff as he goes off to kill some whachacallit. *sigh* but a job is a job I guess, got to roll with the punches. So here you are in some good for nothing Transylvania rip off, following some paladin as he goes to kill some kind of Demonic cat…… Dear lord. After this is over you are getting a new job, yes sir. This is your last mission ever, after this you are DONE! So lets go and get this over with sooner rather than later. You might as well do what you can to help your employers…. If only so you can get payed at the end of this. Hey what’s this in the paladins gear? Some kind of vial of water…… huh, that could come in handy.
Abilities:
Vote: you may vote during the day phase.

Holy Water: You found a vial of holy water in the paladins gear, and you decided you may as well use it. Once during the game you can during the night phase decided to use the holy water to test someone. If you manage to test one of the undead you will harm them and also reveal their true identity to everyone. To bad you only have enough holy water for one test….. and if you manage to hit the paladin he might not be very happy….. (to sum it up, one time investigation that will reveal if they are undead or not. Also, you do NOT want to hit the paladin with the holy water. So be carefull….)

Victory Conditions: Minor Victory one condition, Major Victory is both
1. Eliminate all anti town roles
2. Live through this nightmare


Centurion1: Isaac the Paladin

You are…… Isaac
Isaac, The Paladin
Alignment: Lawfull Good, Townie
Level: 9th level Paladin


Hail Isaac, Paladin of Pelor. You have rode through the Badlands for some time now, alone but for your Porter. Smiting undead is you game, and you are pretty good at if you do say so yourself! In fact, since you got here you have killed 50 zombies, 40 skeletons, 25 Ghouls, 10 Specters, 8 Grey Renders, 2 devourers, 2 vampires, and 1 Night gaunt*. So all in all a good year. Some paladins say its bad luck to keep track of how many things you killed, something about respecting your limits. But what in the nine hells of Baator do they know? You are the best thing since loafs of bread, and you are not afraid to say it! Now, this beacon has caught your attention and it is time to bag yourself your first lich. If this Iskander wants to help out then that is fine, he just better not a expect a thank you afterwards, You could take this lich on by yourself! Your Isaac for god sakes! We will see what the Temple thinks after you have saved this little town from its big bad Lich, Your sure they will be beside themselves with respect, and you will be a shoe in for that promotion to zealot captain. This is so Exciting! Off you go, To glory! To Danger! To Adventure!
• Funny story behind that one, man he did not even see that smite coming! Ohh, the good old days, back when you still had “friends”. But hey, when you are this good looking you don’t need friends.
Abilities:
Vote: you may vote during the day phase.

Detect Evil: Each night you may test some to see if they are an undead evil scum!

Guard: Or each night you may choose one person to protect during the phase, and if that person is attacked your level is added to their level in determining the chance they are killed. You may not do this to yourself. Say a level 7 attacked a level 4. Normally the level 7 has a good chance of succeeding, but if you used this ability then the level 4 is considered to instead be level 13 and instead has a fair chance of killing the ATTACKER.
Victory Conditions: Minor Victory one condition, Major Victory is both
1. Eliminate all anti town roles
2. Make sure you or your porter live to tell your harrowing tale!




Captain Blackadder: Fluffy the Death knight
You are…… Lord Fluffy the All knowing
Fluffy, The Deathknight
Alignment: Evil Cat, Mafia
Level: level 4 Fighter/ Level 4 Barbarian / Level 5 Blackguard. Undead Death knight

Hail Lord Fluffy the (Insert favored Epithet here. Options include, The Render, The Destroyer, The Mauler, He who scoops the kitty litter scooper, The Mouse slaughterer, the Cutest Undead you ever saw, The LAST undead you ever saw, or The Impaler) Even in unlife your power only grows. 30 years ago you loved a girl, and she was taken away fortm you by a freak accident. After that you lost any reason to live, and making a deal with a Lich, you proceeded to wreak havoc in the prison camp you worked in. You were finally forcibly put down. But now here you are, risen again as a death knight, the most powerful undead your master has at his command. Your memories are mostly gone, with only a few left of your previous life. And those few memories have only rage…. Rage against everything. Now you are here, after 30 years of killing, and you have seen something that inspires in you the same rage you had in life. Iskander. He must die. You must kill him, no matter what it costs. The Foolish lich thinks he can control you like this forever, but your will is far to great for that. For now you will follow him, and do so willingly. But in time a day will come when you will regain the rest of your past, and with it your power will be beyond anyone’s imagining. And the Key is Iskander. His Blood will be the Catalyst, all you must do is find him. Now go forth Dread Cat, forth and wreak what chaos you may.

Your Master, Lich Malshank, is…… CCrunner
You have permission to exchange PM’s to discuss strategy.

Abilities:
Vote: you may vote during the day phase. You maniacal little monster.

Rage: Each Night phase you may attempt to kill one person. In doing so you have a chance of killing them based on your level compared to their level. (you have a very high level by the way.) Say you attempted to kill a level 5, You have a 100% chance of success, but attack a level 10, and you only have a 80% chance. (or so) however, if your master chooses to assist you, half of his levels are added to your own, giving you a huge boost in kill power.

Victory Conditions: Minor Victory one condition, Major Victory is both
1. Kill all Townies
2. Personally Eliminate Iskander, whoever he is.



And, CCrunner: Malshank the Lich
You are…… Lich Malshank
Lich Malshank, Evil Wizard
Alignment: Lawfull Evil, Mafia
Level: level 12 Wizard, Lich

Hail Lich Malshank, your power grows daily. Already you have established yourself as master of Castle Darkhallow, and with your undead you know you will soon spread across the land like a blight. And of course who can forget your favorite pet? Fluffy was the best undead you ever made, his natural power augmented and even strengthened in unlife. Who needs apprentices when you have a god cat? With his sheer power and your magic you are sure you will be able to conquer the entire badlands! But you are getting ahead of yourself. For now you must eliminate this little family, what’s their name? The Treets? Well whatever they are, they are dead. No one can call in the paladins and expect to live through it. So, everything hinges on killing this idiotic Paladin, and all the men with him. Simple enough, although you would prefer to let Fluffy do the dirty work while you have some fun. And indeed, this is the most fun you have had in 50 years! If you had known being in life threatening danger would be so fun you would have done it more often! Now, To business. Lets get slaughtering.

Your Pet, Fluffy is……. Captain Blackadder
You have permission to exchange PM’s to discuss strategy.


Abilities:
Vote: you may vote during the day phase. You maniacal little monster.

Assist: Each night you may choose to help Fluffy in his kill attempt, this adds half of your levels to his own for coming up with kill percentage. Basically, doing this makes sure there is a very huge chance your target dies.

Paralyzing Grasp: Or you can choose to attack someone on your own, with the purpose of interrupting any night actions they had planned. Roleblock.

Victory Conditions: Minor Victory one condition, Major Victory is both
1. Kill all Townies
2. Make sure to stay alive (or your own version of it), can’t rule the world if you are dead as a doornail

[Yaropolk]

I used Patriach last night to try and goad the lich into attacking me.

[CCRunner]

I used Patriach last night to try and goad the lich into attacking me.Eh, I had pretty much given up on winning when I sent in the kill-- I just targeted you for choosing the wrong side to vote for :p

Out of curiosity, without knowing what you know now, if Blackadder had posted and claimed paladin, would you have made a different decision?

[Yaropolk]

Honestly, i was most suspicious of centurion for his claim that he knows atheotes is innocent. The late game detective claim made me sceptical - like he waited for someone else to claim first. In a game this size there would be only 1 detective, so if you or cb counterclaimed, i think i would ve bought it.

I think if cdf referred to me as iskander in N1 writeup rather then revealing identity, town would be buggered.

Also it occurred to me on D1 that a mass reveal would break the game. In a game this size you cant make all the roles known ahead of time.

[Death is yonder]

Isaac learned one of the most valuable lessons of a paladin, and that was humility and kindness. Looking back at his life he realized the folly that he had lived with for much of his adult life. Iskander had shown him a valuable lesson, and he put it too use, patching up his relations with the church of Pelor, and creating a memorial to his badly mistreated Porter.

:2thumbsup:


As for the porter himself some speculate that the Paladins sword, now known legendarily as El’ Domino, was inhabited by a human spirit. After his death its next wielder did complain of the swords surly temper and glee at making itself 10 pounds heavier, exclaiming that if its wielder could not shoulder a decent burden they would never get anywhere in life. Some speculate Yondie the porter was that spirit, although the swords was lost to our records after 100 years and none ever did ask it directly.

:laugh4:

Good game all, and a big thanks to CDf for hosting. I thoroughly enjoyed this role :eyebrows:

And I'm utterly confounded why CB attacked me ~:mecry:

I'm the useless little porter :angel:


and he succeeded in making the game very amusing for me

Glad to hear about it,

:bow:

[Centurion1]

good game town and my first major victory yeah im a pretty straight shooter in mafia and am too lazy to make up role pms and the like so......

pretty easy when i found out yaro and atheotes were alive..... basically a 100% of getting one or the other

[CCRunner]

Also it occurred to me on D1 that a mass reveal would break the game. In a game this size you cant make all the roles known ahead of time.Exactly my thoughts when I first saw your post on the subject. My plan was to just ignore it since the round was ending soon, but then you asked for an extension :furious3:

Anyway, once that happened, I sent these PMs...


The round has been extended until Monday the 7th at 8:30 PM. By request. :bow::furious3:

Dang it, I was counting on the round ending soon to get out of revealing. As of now, my strategy is to copy Centurion's role and have Blackadder do Atheotes's since there's no way I'm getting out of it :dizzy2:

thought you might like to know my plan. Wait... just thought of something. So now the game depends on Yaropolk... dang it. If they reveal first, he'll vote with them imo and we lose... Our only chance of winning now is to claim first and hope I don't take his role... Iskander, here I come! Or maybe Issac... or Orion? One of those will work...:dizzy2:


Well, I ended up going with Orion... I'd suggest that you go with Issac because of one line in the update...

Yaropolked Facepalmed then sighed deeply “Alright, I guess its fine…. You whippersnappers with your silly ideas. If you had tried that 30 years ago I would have smashed your face in a wall and then drowned you in your own shattered skull chips.”This shouts to me "Patriarch", cause yaropolk is obviously old and stuff. So if you end up revealing, go with Issac imo.

[Yaropolk]

Revealing first was definitely a good plan. I asked Centurion to reveal before CB so each side had to do a "first" reveal on a role.

[CCRunner]

Revealing first was definitely a good plan. I asked Centurion to reveal before CB so each side had to do a "first" reveal on a role.I can't tell you how freaked out I was that I had somehow missed something and chosen your role :sweatdrop:

[Yaropolk]

CDF - what would happen if fluffy killed me?

[atheotes]

Good game town and thanks for hosting CDF. I have finally survived past the first 2 phases in one of your games :2thumbsup:

i do feel role revealing is unfair on the mafia... if you guys were doubtful of my role, i was going to ask CCRunner to post his attributes. I was pretty confident he would not have the aristocrat attribute which I had. I believed Slashandburn (Balthazar) should be able to confirm that and hence i did not want him to speak till necessary.

[Cultured Drizzt fan]

CDF - what would happen if fluffy killed me?


nothing for now, but in the end game he would have had a better ending, involving him breaking free of Malshank and going off to become his own powerful warlord. :tongue:


Really the town got lucky this game. Night one the mafia decided to do a two man kill, which meant that both DIY and Cent were free to use their investigation powers. IF CCRunner had randomly roleblocked someone they would have had a 1/6 chance of stopping a detective. It may not have helped, but it would have given them a chance.


But I had a very clear view of things, he didn't. :sweatdrop: But thanks everyone. :yes:

[White_eyes:D]

Nice Mini-Mafia...hard for a host to stick to the roots of a Mafia game and plan another in the same world, same idea thing...good read CDF:2thumbsup:

Nice win town:bow:

[Cultured Drizzt fan]

Nice Mini-Mafia...hard for a host to stick to the roots of a Mafia game and plan another in the same world, same idea thing...good read CDF:2thumbsup:

Nice win town:bow:

Thanks whiteyes :bow: That means a lot. I do what I can to make sure each game is interesting. :yes: