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[T+M Mafia] Chains of Blood: Crimson Tides - GAME OVER


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So I'm the only one that is confused by FD and Limi? Where's some damn discussion?

No you're not. But there is no way there will be a majority to lynch either of them today or tomorrow.

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I've tried Aj, but no one came up with anything. You all seem to ahve forgotten why we went with Limi in the first place. Because the Way She, Locke and Meesh hammered so quickly on Song. We can talk in cirscle about Limi and FD, but we aren't going to get much until we try lynching them again. I can see why Limi would want Song gone if she was a recruiter for Cult, both Sone and Nae would have come up with some daming info on her, whether she was innocent or not. Now the Question is, why Locke and Meesh did the same!

 

As for Player Believing them totally, either he is scum and KNOW they are innocent, or he is being very naive, You never believe any one totally 100% in a mafia game.

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The thing that continues to worry me about the Limi situation is this convenient cover she has made for herself. She's a recruiting cult leader and I can't help thinking that her win condition is going to be opposed to our town win condition - and now she's saying that she can't recruit because her and FD are using "protection" at night... that seems like a very convenient story to allow someone to continue recruiting right under everyone's noses. Player seems suddenly supportive of Limi and FD - who's to say he wasn't recruited?

 

Another lingering question I have with them is - if you can't communicate together, how did you coordinate activating this "protection"? It sounds like Limi had a choice - ie. use the protection but lose your recruiting ability. Did you both have to go for it?

 

 

Now, as far as Wombat and Aemon go - it sounds like Wombat knows that Aemon has some kind of dangerous ability. It's very hard to trust either of them - Wombat has admitted that he will view as scum, and now Aemon has something dangerous. It's an odd dynamic.

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I havent trusted Wombat since that reveal of his. Just seems too convenient a cover for scum. But the only thing he has done apart from the reveal that seems off kilter was accusing me of being ant-town. Limi's "pro-town cult" seems like an interesting idea, but the win condition of every cult I have ever seen has been "you win when you outnumber the town players". How can a cult leader be pro-town?

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Aemon and Wombat is impossible to interpret without knowing what in the world they're talking, and I see no other reason to be suspicious of them.

 

As for Limi and FD; I'm inclined to believe them, however Limi's win condition as cult catches my curiosity. It's just crazy enough to be accepted as too crazy to be false.

 

@Talya: Because I thought she was scum lying through her teeth. ;)

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That brings up an interesting question: Has anyone been given a win condition? I didn't. I know Toy said it has to do with Dallar, but has anyone actually been given a win condition?

 

Also, I wish we could discuss me and Limi, but I've said all that I can and it will only lead to rehashing what has been said. If you want to see if we'll slip up or somehting, then I'm game, but I'm afraid it won't go anywhere. It's up to everyone to believe or not, at this point.

 

 

I don't like this Wombat-Aemon thing. Wombat calls out Aemon and then they both drop it, unwilling to reveal - understandable. If we want to find out anything more, we will have to apply preassure. But seeing as Day does not have much longer, I don't see us getting anywhere with that until day 4.

 

I guess I'll go with Talya on this one, and vote Locke. Only because I think if we'll get a lynch it will be of the three with votes on them. Player does not ping me all that hard, and we don't have enough time to grill Aemon. And Locke does have the blood of Song and Naeann on his hands.

 

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“P-please,” the man struggled to speak under the pressure of Dallar’s hand around his neck. Dallar’s crimson eyes seemed to glow as if fed by his rage. A hand tugged on his arm, but it was a minor annoyance easily pushed away. Words were no longer possible as the man’s feeble attempts turned to gurgles, his face going purple.

 

“Dal!” A voice yelled. Nothing more than the buzz of a fly.

 

A red haze began to fill his vision, and he felt the throat begin to crumple. Something wrapped around Dallars throat and began to lift him. Letting go of his target, Dallar struggled to grab his attacker. His hands reached his neck unhindered. The pressure was still there and he continued skyward. It didn’t make sense. What was going on? They were killing him!

 

Suddenly the red haze faded and he fell to the floor, his neck freed from the invisible strangle hold. Falling to his knees, he held his throat, coughing and fighting to suck in air at the same time. Hands grabbed Dallar and easily pulled him up and away from the recovering man Dallar had nearly killed. The hands pushed Dallar out the door and into the hands of the group that had been waiting outside.

 

“What happened?” Sacar Tsilnar demanded, hand on his rapier.

 

“Ask him.” Menden’s voice grated.

 

Dallar was breathing hard. That red haze – he had been overcome with it many times in the Noble War, but it had been gone from him for so long. The last time he had experienced it had been walking down the darkened streets of Helgate. A couple thugs had thought to take advantage of a drunk.

 

Dallar began to recover. He sat down on the wooden stairs leading up to the door. Anamira passed him, looking shaken. The combination of the information the man had given them and Dallar’s near-murder, had probably brought back the memories of the war. Memories she had to have joined the Church to escape. Everyone had their ways of escape. Anamira’s was faith. Dallars was challan. What was Menden’s? What had been Vidan’s?

 

Mirassa Ies knelt beside him. “What happened?”

 

He smiled mirthlessly. “Lies.” He whispered.

 

“What?” Sacar pressed.

 

“There is no heir. There never was an heir. Vidan had no children, had no mistress.” He looked at the stiff back of Anamira. “Vidan lied.”

 

“Then what was this all for?” Sacar sounded unbelieving.

 

“Nothing.” Dallar said, directing his look to Menden Atal. The Weaver looked away. “It was all for nothing.”

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There seem to be a lot of people not saying anything in this game nor voting. I say after this day is over we go for them, they are ruining the game!

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Agreed, Talya. And right now, I don't think the weekend is an excuse at all. The way I see it, we don't hear much from Locke unless he's called out, and he's still on my list for jumping on the Song vote there at the end. . . Vote Locke. We need some consensus today, guys.

 

And FD does bring up a good point: I'm guessing everyone got an alignment innocent or guilty and no win condition. I think the goal is to get Dallar through this in the best way possible.

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Dallar Aunoll was found in the furthest tavern from the sea that he could find. The Eagle’s Roost was decent enough, he decided after seeing a few brawls break out over a game of sticks. He still wished for his table at the Crownless Traveler. He was gulping down a cup of ink, and enjoying the show, when he spotted Menden Atal. Something about a man wanting to enjoy himself alone lead others to be drawn to him like flies to a cow in the zenith of Summer.

 

Menden sat down beside Dallar and order himself a drink. Wine, of course. Dallar prepared himself for the barrage of words that would surely make Dallar wish for the effects of the challan to speed up so that he could escape it all. But Menden did not say a word. He hardly looked at Dallar at all.

 

The awkward silence was worse than the bell tolls in his head that words would create. Taking a drink, Dallar sat the cup down.

 

“We were brothers, you know?” Menden looked up, listening, but offering no words of his own. “Not by blood, of course. We grew up together in an orphanage. Neither of us knowing where we came from. He wasn’t Vidan Tinnarnon back then, he was Vidan Lened. We bonded like brothers from the beginning. But Vidan, he was always the leader, the big brother. He was only a few months older than me, but I followed where he lead. We promised each other we would stay brothers forever. If a family came to take one of us, they would have to take us both.”

 

Dallar smiled before continuing. “We were kids. Kids make stupid promises like that. So innocent. So ignorant of the way the world works.” He pause to take another gulp of challan. “When we were sixteen, the Noble War had already began. We were thrown out of the orphanage and on our own. We stuck together, just like we always had. We did not know where to go, or what to do, but we would do it side by side.

 

“We found our way to Crest, smack dab in-between Sidhe and Milta. We didn’t know that the war had spread that far. No one did. Milta was hit in the night and they were at Crest before anyone had a chance to run. The town began to burn. People were slaughter in the streets by the soldiers of the Nobles. Both sides. They didn’t care. We were commoners. Less than the dirt beneath their feet. That was the truth of the Noble War.” He emphasized the word ‘Noble’, as if to show the irony of that title.

 

“Everyone ran if they could. I ran. But Vidan didn’t. I remember realizing he was not beside me and turning around to see him standing alone, a broken bar in his hand like a sword. The sight was awe inspiring. He was nothing more than a silhouette on a background of burning buildings and charging soldiers. I didn’t know what had come over him, but he was my brother, and we had stuck together through everything. I picked up a rotten log and ran to stand beside him.

 

“We would have died, no doubt. But before the soldiers could reach us, we were surrounded by another army. They wore an assortment of armor that did not match. In comparison to the soldiers of the Nobles, they looked inferior. Besides, they were outnumbered. But that was how the Deathseekers operated.

 

“They saved us and we were taken to Naettan Delgrim, the leader of the Deathseekers himself. He was impressed with what he had been told about our foolish stand against the oncoming slaughter. He took us under his wing and taught us how to fight, how to survive. He became the father we never knew.”

 

Menden sipped his wine, never breaking the monologue, never looking away from Dallars face.

 

“Like I said, Vidan was always the leader. He excelled much faster than I did. He became the leader of his own squad within a few months. We were separated and I was placed on another squad. Tales of Vidan’s leadership and valor was a weight on my back. A milestone I could never catch, as it continued to move further away the closer I came. I became envious, as any brother is prone to do. The sibling rivalry began. As much as I loved Vidan as my brother, I refused to be left in his shadow.

 

"Something seemed to have awoken within me. On what was supposed to be a routine scouting mission, my squad leader was killed when we were ambushed. Veterans all around me, and I was the only one who took charge. I managed to get the squad to retreat with minimal casualties. I was promoted and given my own squad. It was the next step in the sibling rivalry.”

 

Suddenly Dallar stopped, looking at his cup. “Damn drink is supposed to make the memories go away.” He muttered.

 

“The challan can’t make the memories fade, Dallar. It can only help you ignore them.” Dallar looked at Menden as if just remember he was there.

 

“Well, that’s enough rambling about the old days.” Dallar said, draining his cup.

 

“You didn’t mention Anamira in that story.” Menden remarked.

 

“What about her?”

 

“She was there too. She had a part to play in the rivalry between you and Vidan, didn’t she? Perhaps more than you want to admit?”

 

“I think you’ve spent a little too much time in the salty air.” Dallar snapped before throwing down some money and leaving the tavern.

 

Menden Atal remained, softly sipping on his wine.

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Dallar did not make it far from the tavern before he found a bridge to lean over. Was it the challan, the memories, or both? He didn’t know, but he knew that fish did not taste as good coming up. He saw a pair of feet beside him and looked up to find Menden’s hand reaching for his own. Grabbing it, he was helped to his feet.

 

“What brought on the story, Dallar?”

 

“I don’t know. Thinking too much.” He said, brushing dirt from his clothes. Menden was silent, but his look told Dallar that he knew there was a reason.

 

“Alright.” Dallar gave up. “Vidan lied about having a son. We traveled all this way, lost Esian and Aedon for a lie!”

 

“Men lie all the time.”

 

“Not Vidan!” Dallar shouted. “He earned the nickname Truth in the war.”

 

“He was going to be killed. He didn’t know who would get the information. The whole purpose could have been a false trail for the enemy.” Menden reasoned.

 

“But that’s just it. It doesn’t make sense. Why say he had a son in the first place? There was no reason to think he had one before that. You think he made the whole thing up? That was not the Vidan I knew.”

 

“What is your point?’

 

Dallar thought a moment. “Either Vidan changed more than his name when he became King, or there was another reason to come here. This journey of ours is not over.”

 

“What do you plan on doing?”

 

“I don’t know.” Dallar fumed. “I have nothing to go on. All we had was that man I nearly strangled. He didn’t know anything, I could see in his eyes.”

 

Menden sighed. “You are sure you don’t have even a hint of what to do next?”

 

“Menden.” Dallar growled warningly. “What do you know?”

 

Menden looked away. He seemed very reluctant. “I…know of a place,” He began slowly. “A place you can get…information.” The last word was strained as if he didn’t know the right word to use, and so opted for the closest and, perhaps safest word.

 

“Where?” Dallar grabbed Menden’s collar, shaking him slightly.

 

“There will be a price to be paid for this information. Are you willing to pay it?”

 

“I am.” Dallar said without hesitation.

 

Menden’s face had taken on a sorrowful cast. “Very well. Let’s gather the others.”

Posted

I'm having trouble getting a good read on things this game - looking big-picture wise there are a lot of little things that I've already mentioned nagging at me but nothing I would call substantial enough to warrant a vote.

 

Among the three that hammered Song, we've got Limi who's revealed as cult leader and is able to recruit - FD is one of her flock, and although they can't communicate, they somehow have managed to coordinate putting up a protection that prevents them from being NK'd and reportedly stops Limi from recruiting.

 

Next up we have Meesh.

 

Sorry I haven't been on before now; I had a stressful and LONG day at work the other day and then yesterday I just got all four of my wisdom teeth pulled, so I'm in a lot of pain right now. I should be able to continue playing, though; I'm not in so much pain that I think I'll be too out of it for very long. I'm going back to work tomorrow, I think, so I'd better be recovered enough to participate.

 

Okay, honestly, it was irresponsible of me not to pay attention, but I had no idea I was the hammer vote on Song until after someone said, "and there's the hammer" or something like. Just so that's clear.

 

I didn't know she was un-NK-able when I voted for her, or else I would possibly have waited a little longer before deciding to vote her. However, I honestly didn't think that there was any way she WASN'T lying about her reveal, the way she did it. Hindsight sees all a lot clearer, but at the time I agreed with everyone else who thought Song was a LLL because of how she went about revealing stuff.

 

Anyway, so that's why I voted her. I don't have any further input than that at the moment, I can see where everyone's coming from on Limi right now but I'm going to hold off voting her for now until I have a chance to reread the thread and decide for myself. Plus, again, I'm in a heckuva lot of pain right now. Hard to pay attention to what's going on and care much about it. Waiting for the vicodin to kick in.

 

Meesh claims not to have realized that her vote was the hammer, but was paying enough attention to be well familiar with all the details of Song's reveal. The thing that bothers me about this post is that she's on one hand mitigating her circumstances by saying she didn't realize she was the hammer and would possibly have withheld her vote if she knew that Song was un-NK'able, but then in the next breath defends her vote. This seems like dancing around an issue because you're being scrutinized.

 

 

Then we have Locke - who's defense has been that he didn't believe Song's reveal. He started out the day with people believing that he was symping her because he appeared to be trying to deflect off of her bandwagon, although it was the last parts of her reveal that he found unbelievable, and he put her at L-2.

 

 

Meesh or Locke, either one I think we can learn from, so I'm game to put some pressure on him. Vote Locke although I'd also like to hear from Meesh.

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I explained all this already...

 

Toy told me I had to defend someone (vocally in the game, not like from a NK or Lynch), someone who had more than one vote on them. Limi was my only option at the time. After, I think it was Alanna, made a comment on it, I got a message from Toy that we were now Lovers: if one died the other died, and we could not communicate.

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I did a little re-skim from my phone and have come to the conclusion that AJ is being hypocritical. She blasted FD for saying he understood why Limi got lynched when she herself said something very similar before Limi flipped. Not sure what to make of this. Maybe you could clarify, AJ?

 

Also, FD, what made you decide to protect Limi last night?

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I did a little re-skim from my phone and have come to the conclusion that AJ is being hypocritical. She blasted FD for saying he understood why Limi got lynched when she herself said something very similar before Limi flipped. Not sure what to make of this. Maybe you could clarify, AJ?

 

Also, FD, what made you decide to protect Limi last night?

I should be used to being called hypocritical by now...

 

Are you referring to Song and could you let me know what post you're referring to please? Thanks

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