... hmm, this one. Yes, this one. If her resolve stays true, and she survives until the dawn, I've Aranwen's theme for the finale.

It is always darkest before the dawn...

I am not upset.

I started playing the game with the understanding that Gib was going to die.

Honestly, I'm surprised he's made it this far.

I do think this has been an outstanding group to RP with. Very entertaining to read.

I saw this pic and immediately thought of Davena.

Guh, Davena . . . I live near and bus through this neighborhood and street in north Seattle called Ravenna every.single.day. So every.single.morning on my way to work and my way home I have to hear the bus called out in staccato RAVENNA.AVENUE.NORTH, and it's so close to Davena that I'm just immediately bummed out first thing every day lol

@Eol: aaaaaand now Ch'dau has broken my heart as well. Let's all go to Ravenna Avenue and hug and then burn it down.

Group hugs sound like a good thing. Oh Ch'dau...

I'll be heading on five-day work trip to Helsinki tomorrow morning, so my posting will be slow at best... just in case Cedric happens to survive. 

Have a good trip, Raven!

Brom - good picture! That's pretty darn close to what I've been picturing.

Bree and Rer - Yeah... Heartbroken, enraged, and unable to do a damn thing about either.

Raven - safe travels, brother.

Olan - can Ch'dau at least eat the priest before he dies? I've got $50.

Somebody hand me the spray bottle.  Ch'dau, get that out of your mouth!  You don't know WHERE it's been!

Tastes like deathburger!

The spray bottle industry in Antaron has truly skyrocketed since Ch'dau washed up.

*sloooooowly pushes spray bottle off table*

Get the camera! I need a pic for the 'gram!

#CatsOfAudalis #CuteCatMonday #SilverCatofCoria

Okay.  Each of you is in your own private suite. 

Hahahahha....

The rooms are small - something like 8 feet by 8 feet.  The walls and floor are stone.  There is a little filthy straw on the ground, but nothing else.  No bed, no cot, no chamberpot.  Nothing.

Each cell has a very sturdy iron gate on it.  Two of you are housed on each side of the narrow hallway.  You can see into one another's cells - when the light flickers enough to allow it. 

Your equipment is gone.  No weapons, no shields, no backup weapons, no holy symbols, no backpacks, no pouches.  You still have any armor/clothing you were wearing, but that's it.

Welcome to the jungle
We have torture and . . . more torture

If anyone comes at you with a phallic stone thing, do NOT touch it. It does not do what you might think it does.

...got it.

I'm assuming those of us that are paralyzed  come out of it shortly after we're caged?