Third Trial
THIRD TRIAL
Saturday, Week 3
UNCOVER THE GUILTY PARTY
No one can resist the tug that urges them forward and into the Great Hall. There's no point in lingering within the safe confines of your bed or loitering in the castle halls. Neither will shield you from these tedious trials nor will they keep you from witnessing the ghastly scenes that follow. Most of you have reluctantly accepted this as your reality. Right now, it probably feels like there's no stopping the course you're on. All you can do is hold on tight and wait for Sunday to come. If you can just get through this trial, surely next week won't end in disappointment and tragedy.
It's only when all twenty-two of you are present that the doors in the Great Hall fly open, allowing everyone to enter into the trial room. The only surprise here it is if anyone's still shocked by the display.
As soon as you enter, it's easy to see that the only difference from last week is there are less of you to fill the seats around the table. Likely because of how spacious the room is, with so many of your number missing it's starting to feel a little lonely. With a quick glance, you can see the profiles still lining the walls. Their presence serves as a grim reminder of those whose lives have been lost, just in case the absence of their voices wasn't enough.
When everyone settles into their respective seats, The Sage's cold voice seeps in through their pendants.
"It is time, my warriors, to meet the challenge head on. Thus far, your quick wit and perseverance have prevented these trials from meeting an unrighteous end. As you come upon your third tribunal, I can only ponder if this trend will continue.
May you be blessed with only the best of fortune. You will need it."
As soon as the Sage finishes speaking, five images flicker into sight as if brought to life by a projector. Seeing how there's no such device present, it may not be a stretch to consider magic is at work here.
Soldier on, Warriors.
No one can resist the tug that urges them forward and into the Great Hall. There's no point in lingering within the safe confines of your bed or loitering in the castle halls. Neither will shield you from these tedious trials nor will they keep you from witnessing the ghastly scenes that follow. Most of you have reluctantly accepted this as your reality. Right now, it probably feels like there's no stopping the course you're on. All you can do is hold on tight and wait for Sunday to come. If you can just get through this trial, surely next week won't end in disappointment and tragedy.
It's only when all twenty-two of you are present that the doors in the Great Hall fly open, allowing everyone to enter into the trial room. The only surprise here it is if anyone's still shocked by the display.
As soon as you enter, it's easy to see that the only difference from last week is there are less of you to fill the seats around the table. Likely because of how spacious the room is, with so many of your number missing it's starting to feel a little lonely. With a quick glance, you can see the profiles still lining the walls. Their presence serves as a grim reminder of those whose lives have been lost, just in case the absence of their voices wasn't enough.
When everyone settles into their respective seats, The Sage's cold voice seeps in through their pendants.
"It is time, my warriors, to meet the challenge head on. Thus far, your quick wit and perseverance have prevented these trials from meeting an unrighteous end. As you come upon your third tribunal, I can only ponder if this trend will continue.
May you be blessed with only the best of fortune. You will need it."
As soon as the Sage finishes speaking, five images flicker into sight as if brought to life by a projector. Seeing how there's no such device present, it may not be a stretch to consider magic is at work here.
Soldier on, Warriors.
22 REMAIN
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I think she has some form of alibi with her lack of poison knowledge, however.
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That would be a really awkward position for me, since I'm much taller than her. It'd be way more awkward to drag her than to just carry her.
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A hundred-odd pounds is quite a bit of weight for someone to move, especially when it's dead weight and when they've little strength built up. I certainly couldn't do it, not without a lot of effort, and even then, I doubt I could do it for more than a few feet.
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It's a lot of unnecessary work, and creates an obvious trail.
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Furthermore, I've never held a sword in my life.
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[.................umbrella, yes. That is her jrpg weapon.]
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How do you use an umbrella?
[Just. Curious!!]
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[AKA she whacks monsters with it and also opens it up and twirls it at them.
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[This one. That belongs to Jansen.]
I wonder if it belonged to someone and they asked for it back.
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[ He shrugs. ]
If nobody knows what it is, maybe it was Hime-chan's or Asch-kun's. If it'd been Sen-chan's, it'd look more Japanese, and if it were Rika-chan's, Hanyuu-han could have recognized it.
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I don't know about the other suspects on this list, but my expertise lies more with firearms.
[And as several people can attest to, she does have a gun now.]
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Right. Well, it's good to know at least.
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Honestly, I'm not sure how familiar you'd have to be to stab a drugged and incapacitated victim.
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An umbrella?
[Sorry Edna but what.]
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[Just sayin'.]
Yep. It's good for conducting artes-- magic, I guess you'd say. But it's not a bad weapon to get in a few good hits here or there either. But physically it's not going to do a lot of damage. It's very light.
[Yeah.... yeah.]
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[ tapping his pendant?? calling out?? idk ]
Oh, Great and Powerful Overlords, who'd the pond bless with the Key of Lorelei?
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And before anyone asked - I did not take any of the kitchen knives.
[Of course he expects a pair of criminals to try to use it against him]