Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-29253708-20171121223332/@comment-29253708-20171121225249

Everyone in the room takes a seat

Some people start to say something, but the man says “Please save your questions and comments until the end. I will try to answer them now.”

He whispers something to the guard by the door, and the guard nods and heads out of the dining room.

He breathes in nervously, then says “My name is Stephen Montano, a court member and physician of this beloved kingdom. After the suicide of the one named Karp, I was honorably hired to help here in the castle with these discussions. I will lead them, announce deaths, aid in executions; all to ease King Ghosty’s burden in the troubled time. Please, grab some food, and we will discuss.”

*mod-forces everyone to grab food*

“I’d ask that everyone give their opinions.” Stephen says. “We need to get to the bottom of these murders. It is believed that Space killed Rubik, then killed himself after Chengsha here entered, if I am correct. I just asked the guard to find their devotions, and they will be removed from the room in a moment for those queasy toward blood.”

”As for other deaths, none have been reported. Does anyone know of others who have met their fate?”

Maurice throws a bloody dagger onto the table. “The knife of a murderer.” He says.

Stephen’s eyes go wide in disbelief and surprise. “Uh... that was a quick one. Who? Where?”

“Vivienne.” He responds. “She tried to kill me after Cat left the chapel.”

The guard from earlier re-enters with a small group of staff members. One of them kneels down next to Rubik and Space, checking their bodies, and the others line up against the wall opposite the kitchen.

Stephen smiles. “Ah, thank you.” He looks around the dining hall, then turns to the group and laughs. “I like the way things are run here. Anyway, these are staff members that were asked to be a search party. Help find the dead, report them to me, then dispose of them. They’ll also be serving as watchmen. They’re armed and trained in basic combat, so they can serve as retribution when needed.”

The man checking the bodies stands and announces. “Rubik has cultist tattoos on his back. Space doesn’t have much, but the knife he has sure isn’t his; it’s an old kitchen knife from the storage room. I did find a few papers with devotion toward Rubik’s death. It makes sense as to why he’d killed him so ruthlessly...”

“Good,” says Stephen, “now dispose of them. Maurice says he killed Vivienne in self-defense in the chapel. Her knife is here on the table.” He looks at two of them, and they nod. One heads out the door and the other picks up the knife.

The man with the knife inspects it for a second. “Outlaw.” He says. “You can see the mark on her knife, just above the hilt.”

“Fantastic.” He turns to the group again. “Any others?”