[TWG] Welcome to Havonia. (The game thread)

[Traxata]

This is The Wolf Game's playing thread!


Today is Day 1.

There will be no votes for lynching today, and people will find out if they are a special class later this evening. For now everyone is going to start off the story from the following post!

A brief overview of the rules, no one can decide they have a special ability, if they do there will be the wrath of the GM (annd I'll decide how to punish you if you are an offender!)

When voting for the town lynchings there will be only one vote per person and no veto's (like we've had in some previous games). Specials will be given class instructions later when they are assigned. (class assigning will be done using a random number generator as we have 8 people playing excluding Tetsuo.



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Welcome to the yee olde town of Havonia.
Havonia is a quaint little port town surrounded by a densly populated woodland on one of a few small remote islands. It is coming to the end of a bright and sunny day albeit a cold one. Winter is definately on it's way in.

We join the locals for the start of their halloween and winter preperations. They are all curently having a town meeting to discuss who's doing what.

The chairman of the meeting is Tetsuo Shima and he is currently asking the town who is going to organise the buffet...
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An island somewhat like this one

Spoiler

(Placed in spoiler tags as to not distort the layout of the page too much )

 

[luc]

I don't know if this format will be accepted, but hopefully it'll work out fine.

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"Well Tesuo I am certainly no butcher, but I could spend some time dissecting..." He pauses. "butchering the meat for the buffet, business has been slow of late. Could you pray elaborate on the status of the hospital? I hear the morgue is looking for an assistant? I'm not perfect, but I do have qualifications in surgery and could at least assist in autopsies. I hear there was terrible trouble with old man Gribbins, it appears the forensics are still perplexed by his death; old age if you ask me. Still it shall come to light. Now, forgive the morbid tone, I'm no organiser of food, anyone able to cater for this event, I feel it would be an opportunity to bring Havonia together in such dark, and dread weary times? At least for the decorative nature surely Mr Hunng and Mr Ghostsheep could assist in giving us a warm enclosure for the evening, and tablecloths. Of course, with noone else but Mr Drae providing a source of entertainment. I also hear we have some travelling merchants; Mr Vel la Flore and the timely Mr Panda; maybe they can assist. Mr Dragon maybe you could ask the miners to see if they have any spare gas lights we can use for the event?"
***

 

[Huung]

You have another think coming if you believe I'm going to use my fine silks as mere tablecloths!
A venue I could do however, provided we wouldn't be all eating here in the Town Hall, that is. As for decorations, my family have been making them for years, and I have plenty still in my house, should they be required.

 

[Gombol]

Fine silks? Ha! Your silks are no much more finer then the rags I have on my windows! Bloody waste of money, just use 'em ya young whippa snappa! It be for a good cause it is. *Takes a deep drink from his flask* Ah..dat be a good drink, better then the tripe you get in the tavarns 'round 'ere..

 

[Velaphor]

Coming from an old man who's wearing his curtains for clothes! Ha just because you can't tell quality when you see it.

 

[Huung]

Thank you, Mr La Flore. As it is those outside of this town who I cater to, as opposed to the toothless and insane within, it's good to hear that my wares are appreciated.
As for you, Miss Gombol, I cannot use my silks for tablecloths; I am a merchant, not a collector. All the silks I own are sold on at the larger towns, and I would not be able to afford to take such a hefty loss by using them as your personal bibs.

 

[Velaphor]

Indeed so Mr. Huung, as for my part in this festival I happen to have acquired some rather fine wines that I hope the town will enjoy. Free of charge of course, think of it as an inverse welcome gift *grins*

 

[Tetsuo_Shima]

So, who's going to organise the buffet?

 

[Ghostwolf67]

Nothing says all hallows eve more than treated animal hides. Ya'll want to go fancy dress like i could skin a critter and make a Davey Crockett hat or given enough chickens one o them indian headresses. Maybe even do a leather cape if people ask reaaaal nice.

Perhaps if folks want i could trap some bats for festival ambiance. That'll be something real special.

 

[luc]

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"Well, Mr Chairman, may I suggest that given the format of the meeting it is in fact you who organises the buffet? We clearly can apply ourselves given our crafts for this venue, and indeed as shown the layman to some has been able to suggest to the expert of others. As many know I have only been here a couple of months and would not want to tread on the toes of tradition, nor offend my new found neighbours with ways unsuitable to them. I'll gladly suggest and recommend but will stray away from organisation due to this fact."

Rod takes a scan of the room, it is clear that despite his formal speech this is all but a guise as he feels uncertain to be amongst his peers; especially Tetsuo. Those with a more empathic bent will pick up on his worried undertones, and a few minor signs such as the beads of sweat placating themselves around his collar, and causing a minor irritant to himself.

"Failing that, of course, we can appoint someone. Mr. Ghostsheep you seem very enthusiastic with your craft and ideas a plenty - I will be the first to recommend him for this position."
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[Velaphor]

*pats Rod on the back* Relax Doc you need to worry less, it'll kill you *smirks*
But i couldn't agree more with the Doc about Mr. Ghostsheep, he seems enthusiastic and he's a local. It's a win win in my books only if Mr. Ghostsheep wants to of course.

 

[Traxata]

It is now night.

Day 2 will start when I post up tomorrow morning!
Specials will be given their classes over night, but are unable to do anything until tomorrow night. Tonight will be transformation night if you will. (aka, from previous games it actually starts tomorrow day time, today was introduction of characters day).

 

[Tetsuo_Shima]

Me? Organise the buffet? Over my dead body!

 

[Gombol]

(

As for you, Miss Gombol,.

If this is going to happen, I'm out already. Asked almost 20 fucking times for this to stop, and now, I'm going to poke an admin to get it stopped. Thanks, enjoy the game.)

 

[Traxata]

It will be morning, and there will be a summary of events for last night (once I work out wtf happened and consequences from these actions) shortly.

 

[Traxata]

I apologise for the delay, but until I can find out if Gombol is actually playing this game (and then have an imbalance of classes if he doesn't 7 people 2 wolves, 3 humans seer and angel) I'm holding this where it is.

 

[Dragon]

"Uh what? Its day already? I can feel the warm sun on my skin." Mr. Dragon stands up looks around (which looks quite silly, as he's blind) and then slow walks forward until he hits a wall. Remembering that this must be the Inn's wall, as it is the only building in the city that uses this kind of stone for building, he turns around and walks off to his mine. Walking of he says: "By the way folks, don't make so much noise on my free day, I tried to sleep yesterday!"

 

[Panda with issues...]

OOC if this is delayed any longer I can't really take part. In zambia in a little over a week.

 

[Traxata]

((It'll start tomorrow Panda, and will only last about 5 days.

Will be running (hopefully) a larger one in november! ))

 

[Traxata]

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After some long discussions in the town meeting, Inn-keeper Wol and his untrusty partner thatbloke had agreed to organise the culinary needs for the hallows end buffet! Now that was settled the town meeting was over the town moved onto other celebrations. A good few hours later, and a fair amount of alcohol later some residents were passed out in chairs and benches in the town hall while the others had gone home..

During the night there was a loud crack as the wooden door to the hall was smashed inwards large silhouettes race from the door to the back of the hall. They are heading towards the bedroom of Tetsuo Shima but Wol and thatbloke notice the shapes moving towards the door and try and see whats going on. A loud snap comes from near the silhouettes as thatblokes neck is broken in two he didn't even stand a chance. Wol shrieks as he's picked up and tossed through the air, a little bewildered that something was able to even do that, into a nearby wall, impaling him on lantern fixture...

The shapes, now unobstructed, move in to Tetsuo's room who screams after hearing the noises outside moments before. Moonlight is coming in through his window and he sees a pair of large shaggy haired beasts over seven feet tall. One of them growls something and the other grunts in response. Closer they move in on Tetsuo who is now so frightened he can't move nor speak. One of the hairy beasts bends down over tetsuo who noticed a very large set of fangs in it's mouth, he lets out a yelp as the creature bares straight through his neck.....


During the night a traveling courtesan landed at small ports hoping to find customers to help pay for her sisters treatments back on the mainland... (Solemn has now joined the game) Old man Gombol has died peacefully in his sleep, unconnected with the brutal happenings in the town house, he is found once the townsfolk check to see who is unaccounted for, very suspicious of this concubine....

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It is now Day.
Night will start at some time around 9PM,

Those of you who have special abilities I have informed, or will be informed shortly. PM's will be going out for that. If you do not receive your PM, or haven't had a message from me, then you are human.

I apologise for yesterdays delay.