bryce777
Count
The other game has obviously died.
Up to 21 players. Anyone who is online but doesn't post gets killed or replaced.
Anyone taking more than three days to send their nighttime choice gets the decision made for them at random, and possibly gets killed off or replaced.
Specials to be determined.
The town of Pumice has existed in a state of miserable status quo for centuries. A tiny outpost springing up around a watering hole. Then one day strangers came, bearing death as strangers in the wasteland often do. Feal beasts that it could only be presumed were once human men mutated into wolf shape and not a hideous mutation of wolves walking in manshape. Much of the town knew slaughter, and only 21 warriors returned from the final hunt to eradicate them. That night several townsfolk not part of the battle went missing. The town elder had heard stories of old about a strange ailment that took over the minds and bodies of men.
More than an ailment, maybe. Perhaps a remnant of the world before the old world of technology and warfare. Perhaps an old world that would return to fill the gap it left with fantastic creatures, and terrifying horrors of the night. The children and elderly retreat with the old warriors who stayed on as guard. If the warriors all fall, the town is doomed. Violence alone cannot solve this problem. By cunning and guile, the warriors must suss out the infected amog them and eliminate them. Perhaps a few amongst them have special abilties, hidden taints aquired from the ubiquitous radiation of this weary, desolate world. If so, it may well be their only hope. Unfortunately, the law is the law. Anyone revealing such powers must be punished by death, no exceptions. Mutants of any kind cannot be tolerated.
players:
trooper
redcoat
seff
QuailLover
voden
dain ironfoot
bugman
vulkan
alex_augmented
Up to 21 players. Anyone who is online but doesn't post gets killed or replaced.
Anyone taking more than three days to send their nighttime choice gets the decision made for them at random, and possibly gets killed off or replaced.
Specials to be determined.
The town of Pumice has existed in a state of miserable status quo for centuries. A tiny outpost springing up around a watering hole. Then one day strangers came, bearing death as strangers in the wasteland often do. Feal beasts that it could only be presumed were once human men mutated into wolf shape and not a hideous mutation of wolves walking in manshape. Much of the town knew slaughter, and only 21 warriors returned from the final hunt to eradicate them. That night several townsfolk not part of the battle went missing. The town elder had heard stories of old about a strange ailment that took over the minds and bodies of men.
More than an ailment, maybe. Perhaps a remnant of the world before the old world of technology and warfare. Perhaps an old world that would return to fill the gap it left with fantastic creatures, and terrifying horrors of the night. The children and elderly retreat with the old warriors who stayed on as guard. If the warriors all fall, the town is doomed. Violence alone cannot solve this problem. By cunning and guile, the warriors must suss out the infected amog them and eliminate them. Perhaps a few amongst them have special abilties, hidden taints aquired from the ubiquitous radiation of this weary, desolate world. If so, it may well be their only hope. Unfortunately, the law is the law. Anyone revealing such powers must be punished by death, no exceptions. Mutants of any kind cannot be tolerated.
players:
trooper
redcoat
seff
QuailLover
voden
dain ironfoot
bugman
vulkan
alex_augmented
