NoTW XIX: The Song of the Nightingale - Game Thread

[LightFang]

Oh, the bonds of trust between us, Kol.7. I do not wish for you to die. Please. I have absolutely no animosity between us.

Oh, and this of course leads to my next question: Catharsis has been whispering names into the orb? Then, by extension...Niklas, the original orb owner, also has been whispering names. And Niklas has caused all these innocent deaths.

Something to think about.

 

[Niklas]

LightFang! I trusted you, considered you a friend. I even tried to save you that fateful night, and instead I was killed in your stead. Now I understand why - your sweet Captain Pinman wanted to save his pet wolf. Well, I don't fear him any more. This time you die for real.

Methos should get the orb this time, to keep it out of the wrong hands. Kol.7 should get the vial.

 

[Izipo]

LightFang, you die, now.

No need to vote on items, this day will be our last whatever the outcome.

{OOC : Correct me if I'm wrong on that Pinman, but you did say the final post would come tonight}

EDIT : sigh, okay then : Methos, I trust you will use the orb wisely (good luck with that). And throw the useless vial at sea.

 

[Pinman]

Typo, sorry Izipo.

 

[qoou]

And throw the useless vial at sea.

Ah come on... Can I please have three items? I gave you guys my cannon and every piece of info I've gotten so far

 

[Izipo]

You want items ? Go ahead then, have the vial qoou is you so wish it.

 

[Frozen In Ice]

The evidence seems to be against you LightFang, so it is time for you to die. Kol.7 can have the vial. I haven't decided on who should get the orb yet.

 

[Renata]

(too sleepy for real IC, just not sure I'll be around tomorrow to do it properly)

LightFang = wolf. Yay evidence.
Orb to Methos. Let us hope it serves him as well as it did Catharsis, Tali rest her brave soul.
Vial to me. Why not? I like useless things.

 

[Stuck in Pi]

The last silver-rider comes out of her tent, and with a solemn look on her face begins to speak.

"It appears another bandwagon has started. I know not whether Lightfang is innocent or not, thus I shall remove myself from that bandwagon."

"These items, I say to cast them both to the sea. They both have brought foul luck to their owners."

She returns to her tent, praying that whatever persues them will be stopped before the tenth night.

 

[Pinman]

Evening 8

The bloody sun began to set in the sky ending a day that began with fire and death. True, the red orb’s terrible shrieks had subsided by Midday, but most still feared to go near it. Of course, the duty to take it fell to somebody, that person being Methos.

Lightfang Riverking had spent the last few hours of his life sitting far from the others, wallowing about his life. Most of it had been hard, until the captain had saved him from the streets. Until the captain told him his secrets. Until…

Nobody wanted to interrupt this torrent of resignation, so it fell to the captain to bring his servant and last remaining family member to be executed. Grumbling about doing all the dirty work, Kol brought an unresisting Lightfang before the crowds, and took the execution axe from him.

Lightfang prepared himself to die, but Kol started having difficulties. The captain couldn’t lift the execution axe! After watching with cruel amusement for a few minutes, Lightfang decided to spare him further agony. “Give me that Kol, I’ll do it myself.”

Heaving the bloody axe in his powerful hands, he calmly sliced off one of his own arms. Blood gushed from his body, and it appeared to all that he would soon die from blood loss.

“Don’t worry everybody, I’ll die in a few seconds but I never got to give my last words. I have them for one of you only”

The bodyguard suddenly turned and grasped Captain Kol by his arm with a quivering grip.

“I would have protected you! It was my job, he gave it to me! He knew about-”

*The bodyguard coughed a bit of blood*

“Now you will die with the rest of them….”

Totally spent, the bodyguard swayed on his spot before falling over. After a few final breaths, his last gasp escaped from his body. With that done, he resumed his true form:

Spoiler :

The Bodyguard, Lightfang, was a wolf.

As darkness overtook everybody, a voice seemed to whisper out from the Song of the Nightingale.

“You all are going to die….”
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Voting Tally:

Kol.7 Riverking Lightfang Kol.7
Lightfang Riverking
Niklas Wavewalker Lightfang Kol.7Methos
Izipo Wavewalker Lightfang qoou Methos
qoou Wavewalker
Methos Oceandweller Lightfang Kol.7Methos
Frozen in Ice Hammerfist Lightfang Kol.7
Tolis Ironsmith
Renata Plainsrider Lightfang RenataMethos
Stuck in Pi Silver-rider

Accusations

Lightfang: 6

The Vial

qoou: 1
kol.7: 4
Renata: 1

The Nightingale

Methos: 4

OOC: This post is 20 minutes early, because this vote seemed highly unlikely to change.

 

[Pinman]

Public Posting is now closed.

Send me your abilities, items and amenities.

End of Day 8.

 

[Pinman]

The Sign Up Thread for the next NoTW is located here.

It will be a sequel to this one, after a break of about a week depending on when you finish.

 

[Pinman]

Morning 9

There was an ominous note in the air when the survivors arose that morning. As if something was not right, that something was wrong.

They found her in her tent, her body ripped to shreds like most of the other victims. It was the scene that was different. She had cooked some fish and left them out on the table, and there was a shattered vase nicked from the Nightingale on the flower. Its former occupants, freshly picked roses, were all broken in total disorder on the floor.

Evidently she had been expecting somebody. The question was: Did that person bring her an additional surprise? Or was it somebody or something or a group of things that she wasn’t expecting?

The only thing that was apparent brought no solace to the others.

Spoiler :

Tolis Ironsmith, The Maiden, was innocent.

Sounds of weeping arose from somebody in the crowd. With everybody used to the sobbing of family members, they never noticed the oddity.

Still, it appeared that Tolis had no possessions, so there was nothing to vote on. Only the execution stood ahead of the Nightingalers that day. It was a day that some predicted would be their last.

Nobody noticed that the Song of the Nightingale had changed somewhat. It had weakened every time that a wolf died, but that morning it was different. Perhaps a few notes shifted perhaps something else.

It seems doubtful that anybody would have cared either.


This day will last *aprox* 36 hours with the midday post coming at the normal time tonight, and the concluding post to the day coming 24 hours after that.
Accusations should be in Black.
Supports should be in Green.

 

[Pinman]

Public posting is Opened.

 

[Izipo]

Helloo ?
Anyone home ?
I know there's not many of us still alive (8 if I counted right), but the silence here is unnerving.

What now ? Is there still evil lurking among us ? I was pretty sure we had got the final wolf... The worst thing is that I'm convinced of the innocence of all of us, which means I'm scared now, very scared...

 

[Niklas]

This is very hard for me, which should explain my silence. I have been dead and returned, only to find my beloved daughter killed. And now... I find... I find I have no son either. The son I knew is no longer here, and he died a long time ago, only to be replaced by a monster. I have been presented with evidence of his guilt, there can be no mistake. qoou, though it tears my heart, you will die for killing the son I once knew.

{ OOC: Gee, what a family you put me in Pinman - a necromancer, a poisoner and a wolf! }

 

[Renata]

Few people are left on the beach anymore. The young man doesn't like to admit it, even to himself, but part of him prefers it that way. He's never been much of a fan of other people, preferring solitary communion with his God. There's plenty of solitude now.

But the rest of him knows nothing but grief, and fear. He spends much of his time scanning the horizon for the signs of the arrival of horrors even worse than what they've been facing so far. He wonders if it might not have been better if he'd just been killed back on the Nightingale, maybe better for all of them, if they'd just drowned peacefully in the storm.

Quuo, it does seem likely that you are a wolf. But as Niklas so correctly suggests, it may not have been by your own choice that you became so infected. If any part of you remains human, please understand that the death we are offering you is a mercy. The rest of us might wish we had taken your place, before too long.

Having spoken, Renata sits down on the sand and resumes staring at the sea.

 

[Izipo]

Nooo, not my son... It can't be ? Infected you say ? That would explain it...

My love, I told you I would do anything for you, and I will. Although it pains me greatly.
Qoou, I know not if you're still my son, but if you're a wolf you must die.

Now, hubby, about our daughter... Remember that time when you went away on a crusade for months...
{sorry, couldn't resist }

 

[Methos]

I also believe qoou is a wolf. Hopefully, he is the last.

 

[qoou]

It seems that there is no hope for me and I will soon be executed, so these will likely be my last words. Out of those that are still alive, I believe that either Stuck in Pi, Methos, or Renata is the last wolf. I assure you, that I am not.