Jaden stopped to think. To bring down an Imperial... it was impressive, so the dragon either used magic or the dragon was naturally large to begin with. It also looked like he had been ambushed... probably someone quiet.
Asusu, maybe? She seemed to fit the profile to a T, but he could be wrong.
Jaden stopped to think. To bring down an Imperial... it was impressive, so the dragon either used magic or the dragon was naturally large to begin with. It also looked like he had been ambushed... probably someone quiet.
Asusu, maybe? She seemed to fit the profile to a T, but he could be wrong.
Asusu nodded to the Coatl and picked up Andiron's body. She didn't expect Gateau to be able to pick up Andiron, since he was a huge heavy Imperial. She herself could just barely pick him up, and that was due to the strength training she has. She then lead the way out, assuming Gateau would follow.
As Nazani passed by, unease pricked from Seer. Shade-touched. Seer muttered. Like that Makai from the clan. But more...concentrated. Like a Consciousness versus a Drone. The Hive simultaneously gulped as they heard it, and Lysander filed it away to be used later.
"He has a stalagmite through his chest. And there's a book on the ground, probably fell when he fell asleep or got killed." Asusu informed the rest of the clan as she slowly made her way out, trying not to dislodge anything by accident and silently pondering what Seer had said.
She saw the votes being cast. And as they began to converge towards her, the Hivemind exploded in anger. Voting at random? Why not vote for one of those many other huge dragons, huh? Like those other Imperials! Dioramos or Rantaros! Seer roared, her voice drowning out those of everyone else though Asusu guessed they were probably thinking the same.
IF THEY VOTE YOU OUT, WE'LL SLAUGHTER THEM AND BURN THE CLAN TO THE GROUND!
Asusu paused in her steps, feeling a headache coming on. She gritted her teeth and called for everyone to quieten down, which they eventually did. I'm going to vote Dioramos later. She decided.
((Asusu mechanically votes for Dioramos.))
Asusu nodded to the Coatl and picked up Andiron's body. She didn't expect Gateau to be able to pick up Andiron, since he was a huge heavy Imperial. She herself could just barely pick him up, and that was due to the strength training she has. She then lead the way out, assuming Gateau would follow.
As Nazani passed by, unease pricked from Seer. Shade-touched. Seer muttered. Like that Makai from the clan. But more...concentrated. Like a Consciousness versus a Drone. The Hive simultaneously gulped as they heard it, and Lysander filed it away to be used later.
"He has a stalagmite through his chest. And there's a book on the ground, probably fell when he fell asleep or got killed." Asusu informed the rest of the clan as she slowly made her way out, trying not to dislodge anything by accident and silently pondering what Seer had said.
She saw the votes being cast. And as they began to converge towards her, the Hivemind exploded in anger. Voting at random? Why not vote for one of those many other huge dragons, huh? Like those other Imperials! Dioramos or Rantaros! Seer roared, her voice drowning out those of everyone else though Asusu guessed they were probably thinking the same.
IF THEY VOTE YOU OUT, WE'LL SLAUGHTER THEM AND BURN THE CLAN TO THE GROUND!
Asusu paused in her steps, feeling a headache coming on. She gritted her teeth and called for everyone to quieten down, which they eventually did. I'm going to vote Dioramos later. She decided.
((Asusu mechanically votes for Dioramos.))
Gateau tilted his head, before nervously following Asusu. The stench of the corpse didn't bother him much, it was the visuals that did it for him. He had to get cleaning supplies anyway...it wasn't like he was prepared to clean up a crime scene after investigation... The coatl fidgeted as he followed, though, not fully confident in himself quite yet. His general sense of pride kicked the wavering confidence down.
Oh. Right. They'd have to vote for someone right? Well, nobody in particular stood out to him, it wasn't like he got out often.
He whsipered under his breath. Something about voting for a random person to get it over with.
Gateau tilted his head, before nervously following Asusu. The stench of the corpse didn't bother him much, it was the visuals that did it for him. He had to get cleaning supplies anyway...it wasn't like he was prepared to clean up a crime scene after investigation... The coatl fidgeted as he followed, though, not fully confident in himself quite yet. His general sense of pride kicked the wavering confidence down.
Oh. Right. They'd have to vote for someone right? Well, nobody in particular stood out to him, it wasn't like he got out often.
He whsipered under his breath. Something about voting for a random person to get it over with.
The demon was awoken by the scream and chatter of other dragons. Apparently, the librarian had died, not that he cared, the library wasn't paying taxes anyway. He went to his door to check if anyone had delivered their "taxes" to him. There was nothing. No money. How dare they not pay him for being such a great leader? "I'll do it myself.." the demon thought to himself. He was going to take the money of the first dragon he'd see.
Dioramos went outside to where the librarian was killed. He saw the black feathers of a coatl in between the crowd of dragons and walked off to them.
"You, you haven- Wait.. Cas?" His voice trailed off. What was Casnardis doing here? The demon was almost certain that he stayed back at home. But, the same black feathers, the same black hair and the same height.. It had to be Casnardis then. The thought of seeing his friend again after such a long time almost made him happy.
The demon was awoken by the scream and chatter of other dragons. Apparently, the librarian had died, not that he cared, the library wasn't paying taxes anyway. He went to his door to check if anyone had delivered their "taxes" to him. There was nothing. No money. How dare they not pay him for being such a great leader? "I'll do it myself.." the demon thought to himself. He was going to take the money of the first dragon he'd see.
Dioramos went outside to where the librarian was killed. He saw the black feathers of a coatl in between the crowd of dragons and walked off to them.
"You, you haven- Wait.. Cas?" His voice trailed off. What was Casnardis doing here? The demon was almost certain that he stayed back at home. But, the same black feathers, the same black hair and the same height.. It had to be Casnardis then. The thought of seeing his friend again after such a long time almost made him happy.
The loud voice shakes him out of his thoughts. Whoever it was sounded..angry? Ah, he must've done something, or maybe his appearance did it, did he get caught cleaning somewhere- When the dragon referred to him as "Cas", he squinted, before looking to the dragon who was speaking. Upon realizing it was a leader, the coatl took a few steps back.
"W-why are you.. calling me that name?" For a moment, he was about to break into a tangent of how forgettable he is, or how his appearance wasn't unique, but he felt like the leader wasn't in the mood to hear something like that. Instead, he held his tongue and avoided eye contact. It wasn't hard, the imp was massive. Almost...too massive.
Also, what was he talking about? He hasn't what? Was he supposed to do something? Wait.
"Ahh, I'm sorry, I-it must've escaped me...the..murder sort of took focus...my mind is cloudy.."
Gateau used just a small bit of magic to lift a pouch from his waist towards Dio. He just had it on hand.
Voting became an afterthought.
Mechanically, Gateau votes for Rantaro
The loud voice shakes him out of his thoughts. Whoever it was sounded..angry? Ah, he must've done something, or maybe his appearance did it, did he get caught cleaning somewhere- When the dragon referred to him as "Cas", he squinted, before looking to the dragon who was speaking. Upon realizing it was a leader, the coatl took a few steps back.
"W-why are you.. calling me that name?" For a moment, he was about to break into a tangent of how forgettable he is, or how his appearance wasn't unique, but he felt like the leader wasn't in the mood to hear something like that. Instead, he held his tongue and avoided eye contact. It wasn't hard, the imp was massive. Almost...too massive.
Also, what was he talking about? He hasn't what? Was he supposed to do something? Wait.
"Ahh, I'm sorry, I-it must've escaped me...the..murder sort of took focus...my mind is cloudy.."
Gateau used just a small bit of magic to lift a pouch from his waist towards Dio. He just had it on hand.
Voting became an afterthought.
Mechanically, Gateau votes for Rantaro
Euploea glanced out the window, noticing the sun up for the first time. She stretched her wings slowly, frowning down at the project on her desk that still was not finished. Oh, well. She could work on it later. For now, however, the other dragons in this clan would likely expect her to be wide awake and active with other things. Clans were so meddlesome; she wished she could just live by herself.
She flew around her den, ducking in and out of furniture and grabbing her silk scarf off the shelf. Euploea wrapped it around her neck loosely and proceeded to sweep up the area, getting her den clean and ready for Lor’s arrival later. The Wildclaw apparently was on this fool’s mission to learn every language in Sornieth. Well, okay. It wasn’t a bad goal. Perhaps somewhat unachievable, but not bad. It could be helpful, in some ways.
Euploea sighed to herself. This vacation from SilverSong Clan, so far, had been quite wonderful; she would be sad when it was over. It was stressful to keep up her act while she was in her home clan— acting so energetic and happy all the time. It was relaxing to finally get to be herself. She definitely needed to do this more often.
She heard a knock at the door, snapping her out of her contented thoughts.
“Coming!” Euploea said, forcing enthusiasm into her voice. She flew over and fiddled with some of the latches, and the door swung open to reveal a dark-scaled Guardian standing there. “Oh! Hi... Nazrani,” she said hesitantly, trying to remember her list of names she made from when she first came here. “What brings you here?”
E votes for uhh Rantaro, I guess
Euploea glanced out the window, noticing the sun up for the first time. She stretched her wings slowly, frowning down at the project on her desk that still was not finished. Oh, well. She could work on it later. For now, however, the other dragons in this clan would likely expect her to be wide awake and active with other things. Clans were so meddlesome; she wished she could just live by herself.
She flew around her den, ducking in and out of furniture and grabbing her silk scarf off the shelf. Euploea wrapped it around her neck loosely and proceeded to sweep up the area, getting her den clean and ready for Lor’s arrival later. The Wildclaw apparently was on this fool’s mission to learn every language in Sornieth. Well, okay. It wasn’t a bad goal. Perhaps somewhat unachievable, but not bad. It could be helpful, in some ways.
Euploea sighed to herself. This vacation from SilverSong Clan, so far, had been quite wonderful; she would be sad when it was over. It was stressful to keep up her act while she was in her home clan— acting so energetic and happy all the time. It was relaxing to finally get to be herself. She definitely needed to do this more often.
She heard a knock at the door, snapping her out of her contented thoughts.
“Coming!” Euploea said, forcing enthusiasm into her voice. She flew over and fiddled with some of the latches, and the door swung open to reveal a dark-scaled Guardian standing there. “Oh! Hi... Nazrani,” she said hesitantly, trying to remember her list of names she made from when she first came here. “What brings you here?”
E votes for uhh Rantaro, I guess
After a while of cleaning Rupture eventually just stopped and sat down. He sighed, he wished he didn't have to vote for someone so early, as there wasn't really evidence pointing to someone in particular.
It seemed that a decent amount of dragons voted for Asusu, which was a shame to Rupture, as he wanted to observe Asusu's behavior. She looked like a false drone, but it seemed that she would get headaches or have facial expressions unrelated to the situation. Perhaps there was more to her than what was on the surface. So, he exited the bar, locked it, and went to find Asusu.
As he walked around he decided to change his vote. Dioramos seemed a little too obvious, but the evidence did point to him more than others. But still, he decided that he would change his vote, to someone a little less obvious, because that's how this usually worked right? the killer would kill the victim in a way that others won't expect them to and the others would vote for the more obvious choices, right? he sighed, if only they had more evidence then maybe someone would stand out more and they could pinpoint the killer. Unfortunately that was not the case and all they can do is vote and hope that the dragon that they exiled was not the killer.
He proceeded to look for Asusu and eventually found her. She was carrying Andiron's body, perhaps to bury him. He quietly followed behind her, making sure that he wouldn't be spotted by her.
Rupture changes his vote to Rantaro.
After a while of cleaning Rupture eventually just stopped and sat down. He sighed, he wished he didn't have to vote for someone so early, as there wasn't really evidence pointing to someone in particular.
It seemed that a decent amount of dragons voted for Asusu, which was a shame to Rupture, as he wanted to observe Asusu's behavior. She looked like a false drone, but it seemed that she would get headaches or have facial expressions unrelated to the situation. Perhaps there was more to her than what was on the surface. So, he exited the bar, locked it, and went to find Asusu.
As he walked around he decided to change his vote. Dioramos seemed a little too obvious, but the evidence did point to him more than others. But still, he decided that he would change his vote, to someone a little less obvious, because that's how this usually worked right? the killer would kill the victim in a way that others won't expect them to and the others would vote for the more obvious choices, right? he sighed, if only they had more evidence then maybe someone would stand out more and they could pinpoint the killer. Unfortunately that was not the case and all they can do is vote and hope that the dragon that they exiled was not the killer.
He proceeded to look for Asusu and eventually found her. She was carrying Andiron's body, perhaps to bury him. He quietly followed behind her, making sure that he wouldn't be spotted by her.
Rupture changes his vote to Rantaro.
Clay flinched away from his sister's impromptu nose boop, the brightened.
"Sure!" he blooped, prancing towards the doorway. "I was sleeping when the loud voice came though, so I'm not sure."
The Guardian-shaped construct grabbed his leather ball from beside the doorway. He opened the door, leaving a clawmark of dust on the handle and pounced out.
"I think it came from this direction!"
Clay votes for Rantaro
Clay flinched away from his sister's impromptu nose boop, the brightened.
"Sure!" he blooped, prancing towards the doorway. "I was sleeping when the loud voice came though, so I'm not sure."
The Guardian-shaped construct grabbed his leather ball from beside the doorway. He opened the door, leaving a clawmark of dust on the handle and pounced out.
"I think it came from this direction!"
Clay votes for Rantaro
"Asusu..? I mean, I trust your judgement. I really have no idea who to vote for..." Ravam murmured. She nodded to Morrison. "I think I'll go take a walk...I need to think about this," In truth, she just didn't want to bother Morrison. She felt like crying, it seemed like the shock had finally set in. She rushed out of his house, and collapsed by someone's den. Little did she know, the den belonged to Gateau, who probably did not want to see another dragon right now. Someone dead...and in her own clan..! What kind of leader was she, even if she was only third in command...
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Ravam votes for Asusu, because she doesn't have any other suspects.
"Asusu..? I mean, I trust your judgement. I really have no idea who to vote for..." Ravam murmured. She nodded to Morrison. "I think I'll go take a walk...I need to think about this," In truth, she just didn't want to bother Morrison. She felt like crying, it seemed like the shock had finally set in. She rushed out of his house, and collapsed by someone's den. Little did she know, the den belonged to Gateau, who probably did not want to see another dragon right now. Someone dead...and in her own clan..! What kind of leader was she, even if she was only third in command...
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Ravam votes for Asusu, because she doesn't have any other suspects.
Rantaro's eyes fluttered open. He noticed the sunlight in his den. Sighing, he rose up and stretched.
"Great job waking up late," he told himself.
Trudging out of his den, Rantaro saw a group of dragons around Andiron's den. Curious about what the commotion was for, he walked over to the den. He was startled to find Andiron's corpse lying on the ground. A quick glance at the body and his clanmates' untrusting expressions told him this wasn't an accident or anything to do with beastclans. A few of them gave him suspicious glances, while others pointed fingers at other dragons. He knew he was going to have to point fingers as well.
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Rantaro mechanically votes for Asusu
Rantaro's eyes fluttered open. He noticed the sunlight in his den. Sighing, he rose up and stretched.
"Great job waking up late," he told himself.
Trudging out of his den, Rantaro saw a group of dragons around Andiron's den. Curious about what the commotion was for, he walked over to the den. He was startled to find Andiron's corpse lying on the ground. A quick glance at the body and his clanmates' untrusting expressions told him this wasn't an accident or anything to do with beastclans. A few of them gave him suspicious glances, while others pointed fingers at other dragons. He knew he was going to have to point fingers as well.
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Rantaro mechanically votes for Asusu