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Post #1: 18th Apr 2013 4:48:23 AM 
Genevieve walked through the portal boldly. The room did the strange shift once more. The door clearly said East so...assuming it was the Eastern exit...that would put...

She pointed North...at least to where the new North would be.

"Confusing...but I assume this way is North." She said formally as Dern arrived behind her with a salute.

"It is, my Queen. But don't be too hasty."

He pulled Rhea along with him. She wasn't protesting much, she didn't appear to be around at all. He hoisted her by the doorframe and waited for the others. They came through the portal too. Finally Brittany appeared with a shriek. Ajax and Peter walked out from behind her and shrugged. She needed a little push.

"That was fun!" She shrieked in a voice that shattered ear drums.

"Alright, time to keep moving." Said Balagor. The group nodded and pushed Rhea towards the "East". She began to protest suddenly and hold herself back.

"I don't want to go first again! I have to..." She paused. There was a noise coming from the door.

"We'll work it out next room." Said Kristoff shrugging. Finally Rhea miserably pushed the door and stepped into the unknown.

The room beyond was a deep red, but that's not what she saw. She saw black. It was approaching very quickly, and there didn't seem to be a way to avoid it. The players in the room to the West gasped as they saw it too but it was too late. Two silver daggers with skulls on the handles arced through the air and sliced through flesh. The motion was so fast, it was almost a blur. And Rhea fell to the floor, bleeding all over. She writhed there in the doorway of the Eastern room for a time before coming to a silent stop.


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Out of the red comes the black. You always quite liked black. It was his favourite colour too...

You feel satisfied though. Because he's probably close by. You've never felt as near to completing your mission as right now which means that he's probably here...isn't he? Maybe death won't be so bad. It's never exactly scared you before.

It saddens you though that you might never find out how...or why it had to happen? But if he's gone this way, you will follow. You always will follow.

"I can undo all that has been done..."

No...don't undo now. I'm so close. Your thoughts drain and that isn't good. Without those how will you know. But you see his face in a flash before you and you feel comforted somewhat.

Maybe you should've looked harder...maybe then you could've had revenge. But revenge isn't everything. Sometimes family is all that matters.

You'll keep looking.

You have been killed. This is a sad event that no player wants, but it's part and parcel of the game. It may not be the end though as there are revives from death in this game.

Please ensure you still follow the game rules. You may post in your journal but do not attempt to contact any players outside of the game.
 
   
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Post #2: 18th Apr 2013 10:45:50 AM 
I'm upset I wasn't able to put as much time into the game as I wanted too; real life really just didn't line up like it did last time.
 
   
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