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Mhavos Dalat, a pleasure. ([personal profile] murderbaby) wrote in [community profile] faderift2020-10-29 08:47 am

CLOSED | if i cut off your arms and cut off your legs,

WHO: Mhavos, Barrow, Sawbones, Ellis, Vanadi, Edgard, Athessa, Leander, Dick, & Holden.
WHAT: Slasher Plot / Murderhaus / I should really have come up with a set name for this thing.
WHEN: Late Harvestmere / Early Kingsway.
WHERE: Ostwick.
NOTES: This plot is based on the idea of slasher movies, so there will be blood, violence, torture, cannibalism & NPC death.

YOU MAY REMEMBER going to Ostwick on a Riftwatch mission, closing a rift on the property of the noble Pickney house, and being accosted by the Lady Elsed Pickney. Her (adult) son is missing! Terrible things are afoot!

But that's easy to ignore; Gawen Pickney rather publicly announced his intention to elope with a Dalish elf a few weeks ago. Assurances are made, yes, we'll let you know if we see him, and what can you do but that?

It's time to move on. Traveling back to Kirkwall, a storm breaks out, and everyone decides it's better to find a place to stay for the night than push forward. The Silver Lamp is a cozy Inn on the roadside, and the proprietor, an elderly man named Medrod, is very kind. It's not tourism season in these parts, so he's happy to give everyone a discount for the night, and the meal is on the house. Everyone eats well, has a pleasant enough time, and wanders off to bed for the night.

(The food your characters ate was not people and did not taste strange in any way.)

And then Medrod will let the sleeping gas seep through the Inn, laced with Magebane just in case, and everyone will wake up a few hours later, dizzy and, in many cases, in pain.

(Look for a toplevel with your character's name below.)

HOW WILL THIS WORK? Well, I'll be NPCing Medrod the Murderer. Medrod will be showing up in each thread eventually, after a number of tags I RNG'd. It's entirely possible to escape before he shows up! And don't worry, if you guys get in a rut, I'll make him show up early to spice things up ;)

I'll also be doing dicerolls!

If you have a situation where you feel your character will need to roll (I'm going to let you decide this!) put ROLL in the subject line, and bold what you need me to roll for.

(For example, you can have a whole tag like normal, and then Bob tries to pick the lock. Then I'll roll for success or failure, as well as other factors, and reply to that thread with the results. But if you don't want to rely on dicerolls, for whatever reason, don't worry about it. The dicerolls are an opt-in feature. Use it as much or as little as you want.)

I'll also be rolling for discovery, which will work the same way: if your character is looking for something, put ROLL in the subject line and bold what they're looking for (normal tag normal tag then Alice looked for a lockpick) and I'll reply with results after rolling. But if you just want your character to find the thing without dicerolls, go for it.

IN SHORT, I'm only making this as hard as you want it to be. Your characters are already waking up to torture. If you want them to find the special key and escape in two comments, it's totally fine. (Just respect other people's difficulty levels, if they want to give their characters a harder time.)

The only thing that has to rely on rolls is killing, apprehending or injuring the Murderer, but since I'll be NPCing him, those rolls are automatic and will be baked into his reply comments.

IF YOUR CHARACTERS GET FREE, let me know what they'd want to do next oocly (options below), and I'll set that up for you!

Other potential goals to keep in mind besides escaping:

- Finding / saving others.
- Killing / apprehending Medrod the Murderer.
- Getting evidence of Gawen & his Dalish wife's murder to eventually send to Lady Elsed.
- Getting your stuff back (all obviously visible weapons / staves have been taken away).

You got questions? Lemme know!

DETAILS:

- While in the torture room, your character is free to hear (or not hear) distant screaming. It's muffled enough that you can't identify the source (it's Edgard). The screaming has stopped.

- The hallways between the rooms are pitch-dark, and even those who can see in the dark will find it difficult to navigate, as the walls and ceilings are mirrored, distorting the size, shape, and direction of the hallways.
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[personal profile] nonvenomous 2020-11-23 10:29 pm (UTC)(link)
“I wasn’t aware there was such a distinct separation of mythologies.”

This is a very nice way of not acknowledging Ellis’ confounding inability to answer a direct question, with a touch of associate exasperation easily obscured by his vigilance about the blunt. A gust sets it rocking, and dusts charred flecks of paper and soot away into the night. He watches it go a moment before deeming the ember truly done, and sets about the process of packing it away into his little box.

“Ms. Poppell is very thorough.”

She is. Smash cut to him watching them dance together in matching costumes from the Satinalia shadows some days or weeks ago.

He is an expert at allowing no trace of this to brush his tone.
Edited 2020-11-23 22:34 (UTC)
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[personal profile] heorte 2020-11-24 04:21 am (UTC)(link)
A pause, watching Richard's practiced process of packing away the blunt. There's some pleasing element to the handling of the items. Ellis seems content to sit quietly, potentially letting both remarks pass, before he draws in a deep breath and looks from the fire to Richard.

"Dogs are important in Ferelden," Ellis says mildly, by way of explanation. "I don't know of that being true anywhere else."

A little admirable that Richard either hasn't heard the dog jokes or is choosing to set them aside in this moment. His eyes lift to Richard's face, some small nod of agreement. Yes, Wysteria is very thorough. She's clever and full of questions, and typically has something to say about every book she and Ellis trade.

"Wysteria's been making a study of it," he continues. "She'd share some of it with you, gladly, I think."
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[personal profile] nonvenomous 2020-11-24 07:04 am (UTC)(link)
“Cultural admiration for an animal doesn’t necessarily lead to deification.”

Richard hears himself say this, pauses with the box mid-tuck into his armor, and resumes movement a beat later utterly unphased.

“Wysteria and I are collaborating on other projects.” Because she is clever and full of questions, particularly dangerous ones attractive to this particular snake worshiper. When he finally looks up again to meet Ellis’ regard, he reconsiders some further, pricklier elaboration, and turns it inward to say instead: “I may ask her about it.”

Somehow this makes him more tired than he already was.

“I should lie down."
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[personal profile] heorte 2020-11-24 06:01 pm (UTC)(link)
In fairness, conversation with Wysteria does sometimes have that effect.

There's some urge towards explanation, to try and unspool the importance of dogs and what they mean in the larger scale of things. (It feels important that Richard know, which is notable in and of itself.) But he hesitates over it long enough that Richard moves on, acknowledging Wysteria and what he should theoretically be doing. Ellis is quiet for a moment, considering, before he speaks again.

"Will you sleep?" Ellis asks, question borrowed from Richard's query some weeks ago.

Though compared to attempting to get some rest, listening to a Fereldan talk about dogs and spirits is likely less enticing.
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[personal profile] nonvenomous 2020-11-24 07:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Fair.

He thinks about it, with his cloak shrugged up and bound down more tightly about his shoulders.

“I might.” The ache is more distant, as is the tension choked up at his core. “I’m better at it than most of you.”

There is a touch of why, do you have more you want to talk about in the slant of his brows.
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[personal profile] heorte 2020-11-24 08:14 pm (UTC)(link)
This is theoretically the point to quit while he's ahead. The bakery still weighs on his mind, though he doesn't know exactly how to make an apology for it.

It's selfish to ask him to sit up longer. Ellis has nothing else pressing. His hand flexes over his wrist as he ducks his head, grinning over Richard's assertion before he ventures an answer.

"You're good company," Ellis says in answer to Richard's eyebrows. "I'll be here, if it turns out you can't sleep."
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[personal profile] nonvenomous 2020-11-24 08:53 pm (UTC)(link)
“I know.” Almost as if by design.

If only being slightly too personable for a snake hadn’t ruined his career. He stands in his cloak burrito, nods farewell, and turns to pick his way back to his own bedroll.

“You should rest too, if you can.”
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sticks bow on this y/n

[personal profile] heorte 2020-11-24 09:00 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm resting right now," Ellis contradicts to Richard's retreating back, a little teasing. He knows what Richard means. He'll try.