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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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Not only that, but if the poison really did disable her, it's probable they had her eat that before using the sword. An attempt at a... 'kinder death.'
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[ He shakes his head. ]
There's ways ta kill with a sword that're instant. If the killer knew what they were doin', they wouldnta hafta done that shit. Then again, ain't like anybody up on our suspect list knows too much shit about killin', so that don't really narrow down the list.
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[She's allowed to throw a little shade, alright. Sen. She loves you, but. Sen.]
I think we might need a few more clues to put anything more together.
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[ He smirks. This!! Isn't!! Funny!! ]
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And also... why go to the river...?
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Would you say it looked like she was tossed in there, or laid out respectfully?
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If that sword was important to her, it would explain why the killer went through a lot of trouble to make sure she still had it with her.
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If Natalia was cooperating, or party to the plan... she could have made it as a final request without explaining the significance.
But more importantly, I feel like the killer wouldn't confess easily, even if they did know.
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[Hnn.]
I suppose we'll have to look at the evidence again and go over any testimonies carefully. [It's easy to trip up if you aren't careful!]
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[ but hes not offering to ask himself!! be the hero we need bro ]
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Teishu? Would an accomplice be listed as a suspect if they were already dead?
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[He glances around.]
Well, it's possible then. She's a princess-- she might have thought sacrificing herself to save her people was the more palatable option than murdering another.
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[ im so sorry sen hes just sad ]
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