EPONA

[soulping]

[You find yourself in a bright white room, the door locked shut behind you. There's a long glass table in the middle of the room, with an unsealed envelope on top—it contains your instructions; if you can't read them yourself, you'll hear Nyssa's voice whispering in your ear, reading them aloud for you. Surrounding the table are enough glass chairs for everyone to sit down.

The floor is made of glass, and taking up most of the wall opposite the door is a window. The room beyond is currently empty …]

Comments

Re: DISCUSSION

[forthegoodoftherealm]

...I think 7 might be me.

Re: DISCUSSION

[grandstanding]

[he'd been so distracted by all the murder ones and trying to figure out if they were his, that he managed to overlook that one.]

Ah. You could be right. Do you want us to get some extra pardons, then?

Re: DISCUSSION

[forthegoodoftherealm]

Um, would two be alright? I can take that bruise myself.

I just don't want to die.

Re: DISCUSSION

[grandstanding]

I'll take the bruise. You can hit me.

No one wants you to die. We can put three pardons onto number seven, and split up the other four.

Re: DISCUSSION

[forthegoodoftherealm]

Okay, that sounds good. Or as good as anything can be in this kind of situation.

Re: DISCUSSION

[grandstanding]

All right.

[he puts his hand on her head]

Other than seven, which other ones sound the least awful to you?

Re: DISCUSSION

[forthegoodoftherealm]

Well... number 2 seems like it might not be so terrible? If that's what the loved one wanted...

Re: DISCUSSION

[grandstanding]

Mmm... yes. That's true.