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[center][size=6][b][u][emoji=sun]The Evening[emoji=sun][/u][/b][/size][/center] [quote=The Exile] [center][emoji=torch] ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ [emoji=torch][/center] In the morning, the Clan was greeted with the sight of smoldering marks near Ganglion’s den. As they knew that Ganglion was a demon, it didn’t take them - well, most of them - long to deduce that he had died. Or rather, he had been killed the night before. Many dragons were confused and stumped, with pretty much no leads to go off of. Eventually, discussions also drifted to concerns over the dragon that Ganglion had been taking care of. Even so, amidst the gathered crowd and wonderings of whodunnit, suspicions were already being formed. Namely, Ji-Woon, a famed trickster, and Ignatius, the Clan’s forgemaster. Some dragons also suspected Rott and Yun-Jin, but ultimately, after Gibbous collated all the votes, the verdict was clear: Ignatius was to be exiled. The Pearlcatcher, who’d been quietly observing most of the time, finally stood forward to face his Clanmates. As his parting words, he only offered, “I wish you all the best in finding the perpetrator, for I know my conscience is clear.” By nightfall, the Clan’s forgemaster was gone from the Clan’s territories. The remaining dragons settled down for the night, uncertain what morning would bring. [/quote] [emoji=ping][b]This time, not even sparks remain.[/b] [u]Ignatius was the Witness.[/u] [emoji=comment]The Nighttime starts now. Guard and Killer PM me with who you want to guard (Guards) or kill (Killer). Seer and Magist can PM me as well, if applicable. And if you still haven’t joined the Discord, hurry and do so [url=https://discord.gg/XQpNSZ4]here[/url]! [emoji=subscription update]@BWAPPI @Beheaded @BoatBud @UnicornCrazy @Vrykolakas @SilencedRose @nautilidaes @Unknxwn @skittlebow @Peanutbuttergay @Nekomimi @Ragsy @JellyRaven @Trebolcita @ThanosBottomText [quote=Current Allegiances] [center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/211010/2b0e6dc7568ccc7594e19409dc0aee91.png[/img][/center] [emoji=gold crown size=1][b]Leader:[/b] Gibbous | He/Him | Guardian | BWAPPI | [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/forga/2558325/591#post_49243247]Link[/url] [emoji=silver crown size=1][b]Second-in-Command:[/b] N/A [emoji=blacksmith anvil size=1][b]Forgemaster:[/b] [s]Ignatius | He/Him | Pearlcatcher | Beheaded | [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/forga/2558325/589#post_49222157]Link[/url][/s] [emoji=paintbrush size=1][b]Cartographer:[/b] Viper | He/Him | Skydancer | BoatBud | [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/forga/2558325/590#post_49233393]Link[/url] [emoji=shockswitch green size=1][b]Codewalker:[/b] Alice | She/Her | Nocturne | UnicornCrazy | [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/forga/2558325/590#post_49236522]Link[/url] [emoji=green vial size=1][b]Potion-Maker:[/b] Agaric | He/Him | Veilspun | Vrykolakas | [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/forga/2558325/591#post_49243024]Link[/url] [emoji=bramble size=1][b]Hedge-Witch/Botanist:[/b] Akari | She/Her | Skydancer | SilencedRose | [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/forga/2558325/589#post_49221175]Link[/url] [emoji=wizard hat size=1][b]Witch:[/b] Andromeda | She/Her | Fae | nautilidaes | [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/forga/2558325/592#post_49258280]Link[/url] [emoji=candle size=1][b]Ghost Detective:[/b] Eventide | He/Him | Coatl | Unknxwn | [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/forga/2558325/591#post_49247065]Link[/url] [emoji=pink gem size=1][b]Hairdresser/Gem Trader:[/b] Chrysaora | He/Him | Fae | skittlebow | [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/forga/2558325/591#post_49250472]Link[/url] [emoji=treasure size=1][b]Bounty Hunter:[/b] Rott | He/Him | Wildclaw | Peanutbuttergay | [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/forga/2558325/589#post_49221277]Link[/url] [emoji=music notes size=1][b]Producer/Musician:[/b] Yun-Jin | She/Her | Coatl | Nekomimi | [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/forga/2558325/589#post_49225257]Link[/url] [emoji=firework size=1][b]Trickster:[/b] Ji-Woon | He/Him | Wildclaw | Ragsy | [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/forga/2558325/589#post_49222525]Link[/url] [emoji=d20 size=1][b]Game Master:[/b] GM | He/Him | Wildclaw | JellyRaven | [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/forga/2558325/590#post_49240540]Link[/url] [emoji=deer skull size=1][b]Ex-Bandit:[/b] Viral | He/Him | Gaoler | Trebolcita | [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/forga/2558325/589#post_49223817]Link[/url] [emoji=skull size=1][b]Demon:[/b] [s]Ganglion | He/Him - They/Them | Gaoler | ThanosBottomText | [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/forga/2558325/590#post_49232930]Link[/url][/s] [emoji=familiar heart size=1][b]Relations:[/b] Viper x Rott -> ? x ? -> Yun-Jin, Andromeda Ji-Woon x Yun-Jin -> [ 13 dragons remaining ] [/quote]
The Evening
The Exile wrote:
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
In the morning, the Clan was greeted with the sight of smoldering marks near Ganglion’s den. As they knew that Ganglion was a demon, it didn’t take them - well, most of them - long to deduce that he had died. Or rather, he had been killed the night before.

Many dragons were confused and stumped, with pretty much no leads to go off of. Eventually, discussions also drifted to concerns over the dragon that Ganglion had been taking care of. Even so, amidst the gathered crowd and wonderings of whodunnit, suspicions were already being formed. Namely, Ji-Woon, a famed trickster, and Ignatius, the Clan’s forgemaster. Some dragons also suspected Rott and Yun-Jin, but ultimately, after Gibbous collated all the votes, the verdict was clear: Ignatius was to be exiled.

The Pearlcatcher, who’d been quietly observing most of the time, finally stood forward to face his Clanmates. As his parting words, he only offered, “I wish you all the best in finding the perpetrator, for I know my conscience is clear.”

By nightfall, the Clan’s forgemaster was gone from the Clan’s territories. The remaining dragons settled down for the night, uncertain what morning would bring.

This time, not even sparks remain.
Ignatius was the Witness.

The Nighttime starts now. Guard and Killer PM me with who you want to guard (Guards) or kill (Killer). Seer and Magist can PM me as well, if applicable.
And if you still haven’t joined the Discord, hurry and do so here!

@BWAPPI @Beheaded @BoatBud @UnicornCrazy @Vrykolakas @SilencedRose @nautilidaes @Unknxwn @skittlebow @Peanutbuttergay @Nekomimi @Ragsy @JellyRaven @Trebolcita @ThanosBottomText

Current Allegiances wrote:
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Leader:
Gibbous | He/Him | Guardian | BWAPPI | Link

Second-in-Command:
N/A

Forgemaster:
Ignatius | He/Him | Pearlcatcher | Beheaded | Link

Cartographer:
Viper | He/Him | Skydancer | BoatBud | Link

Codewalker:
Alice | She/Her | Nocturne | UnicornCrazy | Link

Potion-Maker:
Agaric | He/Him | Veilspun | Vrykolakas | Link

Hedge-Witch/Botanist:
Akari | She/Her | Skydancer | SilencedRose | Link

Witch:
Andromeda | She/Her | Fae | nautilidaes | Link

Ghost Detective:
Eventide | He/Him | Coatl | Unknxwn | Link

Hairdresser/Gem Trader:
Chrysaora | He/Him | Fae | skittlebow | Link

Bounty Hunter:
Rott | He/Him | Wildclaw | Peanutbuttergay | Link

Producer/Musician:
Yun-Jin | She/Her | Coatl | Nekomimi | Link

Trickster:
Ji-Woon | He/Him | Wildclaw | Ragsy | Link

Game Master:
GM | He/Him | Wildclaw | JellyRaven | Link

Ex-Bandit:
Viral | He/Him | Gaoler | Trebolcita | Link

Demon:
Ganglion | He/Him - They/Them | Gaoler | ThanosBottomText | Link


Relations:
Viper x Rott
->

? x ?
-> Yun-Jin, Andromeda

Ji-Woon x Yun-Jin
->

[ 13 dragons remaining ]
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[center][size=6][emoji=crescent moon 2][b][u]The Nighttime[/u][/b][emoji=crescent moon 2][/size][/center] [quote=The Kill] [center][emoji=skull] ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ [emoji=skull][/center] "By the Plaguebringer, if I can't get this to sit right—" Craning his neck to get a better look at his poorly bandaged wing, Rott finally admits defeat, tossing aside the roll of bandages he'd been using and huffing in annoyance. Of course he knew that wounds needed to be redressed—with Viper's mom being a healer, he hadn't heard the end of it from his boyfriend about replacing the bandages to avoid infection. Even being raised by a healer, though, the Skydancer was hopelessly squeamish, leaving Rott to tend to his wounds himself. Or at least attempt to. He was failing. Terribly. Prepared to give up for the time being, he's surprised when he notices the killer's figure approaching him, bandages and healing salves in tow. "I saw you struggling," they tell him, setting the objects down before him. "I can help." Rott is prepared to protest, embarrassed to be caught struggling, but the killer is already getting to work, dressing his wounds with a surprising amount of efficiency. Perhaps Rott would have used less of whatever that salve was, the stinging causing him to grimace, but no matter. "...thanks," he says once they step away, appearing satisfied with their work. He's ready to leave as well, wanting to return to Viper after the previous night's events, but the movement he moves to leave, the stinging intensifies to a harsh burn, bringing him to his knees. "By the gods, what... what's in this?" he demands, straining to focus his quickly-darkening vision on the killer. "You won't want to move, now. You're only making this worse for yourself, [i]bounty hunter.[/i]" ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Rott would be found dead by the clan the next morning, curled up as if he were in immense pain. Further investigation of his corpse and the discarded bottles nearby would reveal that the "salves" used on his wounds were poison. [/quote] [emoji=ping][b]The ultimate bounty...[/b] [u]Rott was a guard.[/u] [ tl;dr: The killer offered to help Rott redress his wounds, but they applied poison to them in place of a healing salve. ] [emoji=comment]The Voting starts now, put in your post who you would vote to exile as the Killer. You may also discuss or put in your assumptions/facts [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/forga/2558325]here[/url] until The Voting ends. And if you still haven’t joined the Discord, hurry and do so [url=https://discord.gg/XQpNSZ4]here[/url]! [emoji=subscription update]@BWAPPI @Beheaded @BoatBud @UnicornCrazy @Vrykolakas @SilencedRose @nautilidaes @Unknxwn @skittlebow @Peanutbuttergay @Nekomimi @Ragsy @JellyRaven @Trebolcita @ThanosBottomText [quote=Current Allegiances] [center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/211010/2b0e6dc7568ccc7594e19409dc0aee91.png[/img][/center] [emoji=gold crown size=1][b]Leader:[/b] Gibbous | He/Him | Guardian | BWAPPI | [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/forga/2558325/591#post_49243247]Link[/url] [emoji=silver crown size=1][b]Second-in-Command:[/b] N/A [emoji=blacksmith anvil size=1][b]Forgemaster:[/b] [s]Ignatius | He/Him | Pearlcatcher | Beheaded | [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/forga/2558325/589#post_49222157]Link[/url][/s] [emoji=paintbrush size=1][b]Cartographer:[/b] Viper | He/Him | Skydancer | BoatBud | [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/forga/2558325/590#post_49233393]Link[/url] [emoji=shockswitch green size=1][b]Codewalker:[/b] Alice | She/Her | Nocturne | UnicornCrazy | [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/forga/2558325/590#post_49236522]Link[/url] [emoji=green vial size=1][b]Potion-Maker:[/b] Agaric | He/Him | Veilspun | Vrykolakas | [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/forga/2558325/591#post_49243024]Link[/url] [emoji=bramble size=1][b]Hedge-Witch/Botanist:[/b] Akari | She/Her | Skydancer | SilencedRose | [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/forga/2558325/589#post_49221175]Link[/url] [emoji=wizard hat size=1][b]Witch:[/b] Andromeda | She/Her | Fae | nautilidaes | [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/forga/2558325/592#post_49258280]Link[/url] [emoji=candle size=1][b]Ghost Detective:[/b] Eventide | He/Him | Coatl | Unknxwn | [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/forga/2558325/591#post_49247065]Link[/url] [emoji=pink gem size=1][b]Hairdresser/Gem Trader:[/b] Chrysaora | He/Him | Fae | skittlebow | [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/forga/2558325/591#post_49250472]Link[/url] [emoji=treasure size=1][b]Bounty Hunter:[/b] [s]Rott | He/Him | Wildclaw | Peanutbuttergay | [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/forga/2558325/589#post_49221277]Link[/url][/s] [emoji=music notes size=1][b]Producer/Musician:[/b] Yun-Jin | She/Her | Coatl | Nekomimi | [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/forga/2558325/589#post_49225257]Link[/url] [emoji=firework size=1][b]Trickster:[/b] Ji-Woon | He/Him | Wildclaw | Ragsy | [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/forga/2558325/589#post_49222525]Link[/url] [emoji=d20 size=1][b]Game Master:[/b] GM | He/Him | Wildclaw | JellyRaven | [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/forga/2558325/590#post_49240540]Link[/url] [emoji=deer skull size=1][b]Ex-Bandit:[/b] Viral | He/Him | Gaoler | Trebolcita | [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/forga/2558325/589#post_49223817]Link[/url] [emoji=skull size=1][b]Demon:[/b] [s]Ganglion | He/Him - They/Them | Gaoler | ThanosBottomText | [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/forga/2558325/590#post_49232930]Link[/url][/s] [emoji=familiar heart size=1][b]Relations:[/b] Viper x [s]Rott[/s] -> ? x ? -> Yun-Jin, Andromeda Ji-Woon x Yun-Jin -> [ 12 dragons remaining ] [/quote]
The Nighttime
The Kill wrote:
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
"By the Plaguebringer, if I can't get this to sit right—" Craning his neck to get a better look at his poorly bandaged wing, Rott finally admits defeat, tossing aside the roll of bandages he'd been using and huffing in annoyance. Of course he knew that wounds needed to be redressed—with Viper's mom being a healer, he hadn't heard the end of it from his boyfriend about replacing the bandages to avoid infection. Even being raised by a healer, though, the Skydancer was hopelessly squeamish, leaving Rott to tend to his wounds himself. Or at least attempt to. He was failing. Terribly.

Prepared to give up for the time being, he's surprised when he notices the killer's figure approaching him, bandages and healing salves in tow. "I saw you struggling," they tell him, setting the objects down before him. "I can help."

Rott is prepared to protest, embarrassed to be caught struggling, but the killer is already getting to work, dressing his wounds with a surprising amount of efficiency. Perhaps Rott would have used less of whatever that salve was, the stinging causing him to grimace, but no matter. "...thanks," he says once they step away, appearing satisfied with their work. He's ready to leave as well, wanting to return to Viper after the previous night's events, but the movement he moves to leave, the stinging intensifies to a harsh burn, bringing him to his knees. "By the gods, what... what's in this?" he demands, straining to focus his quickly-darkening vision on the killer.

"You won't want to move, now. You're only making this worse for yourself, bounty hunter."

~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Rott would be found dead by the clan the next morning, curled up as if he were in immense pain. Further investigation of his corpse and the discarded bottles nearby would reveal that the "salves" used on his wounds were poison.

The ultimate bounty...
Rott was a guard.

[ tl;dr: The killer offered to help Rott redress his wounds, but they applied poison to them in place of a healing salve. ]

The Voting starts now, put in your post who you would vote to exile as the Killer. You may also discuss or put in your assumptions/facts here until The Voting ends.
And if you still haven’t joined the Discord, hurry and do so here!


@BWAPPI @Beheaded @BoatBud @UnicornCrazy @Vrykolakas @SilencedRose @nautilidaes @Unknxwn @skittlebow @Peanutbuttergay @Nekomimi @Ragsy @JellyRaven @Trebolcita @ThanosBottomText

Current Allegiances wrote:
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Leader:
Gibbous | He/Him | Guardian | BWAPPI | Link

Second-in-Command:
N/A

Forgemaster:
Ignatius | He/Him | Pearlcatcher | Beheaded | Link

Cartographer:
Viper | He/Him | Skydancer | BoatBud | Link

Codewalker:
Alice | She/Her | Nocturne | UnicornCrazy | Link

Potion-Maker:
Agaric | He/Him | Veilspun | Vrykolakas | Link

Hedge-Witch/Botanist:
Akari | She/Her | Skydancer | SilencedRose | Link

Witch:
Andromeda | She/Her | Fae | nautilidaes | Link

Ghost Detective:
Eventide | He/Him | Coatl | Unknxwn | Link

Hairdresser/Gem Trader:
Chrysaora | He/Him | Fae | skittlebow | Link

Bounty Hunter:
Rott | He/Him | Wildclaw | Peanutbuttergay | Link

Producer/Musician:
Yun-Jin | She/Her | Coatl | Nekomimi | Link

Trickster:
Ji-Woon | He/Him | Wildclaw | Ragsy | Link

Game Master:
GM | He/Him | Wildclaw | JellyRaven | Link

Ex-Bandit:
Viral | He/Him | Gaoler | Trebolcita | Link

Demon:
Ganglion | He/Him - They/Them | Gaoler | ThanosBottomText | Link


Relations:
Viper x Rott
->

? x ?
-> Yun-Jin, Andromeda

Ji-Woon x Yun-Jin
->

[ 12 dragons remaining ]
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"Oh. So much for being the killer."

That was all Andromeda said aloud, voice flat and monotone. Internally though, she was reeling. This did not look good.

Somewhere, a small part of her mind wandered. A clan like this, with dragons like him, Andromeda pointing claws at anyone and everyone until- the cauldron-

"Down goes the witch."

She shook herself out of her thoughts. Rott was... a large dragon. They all were, compared to her. Who else was large enough to have bandaged wounds, and do so skillfully?

Oh. Oh, that was easy.

"Akari. You murdered Rott, didn't you?"
"Oh. So much for being the killer."

That was all Andromeda said aloud, voice flat and monotone. Internally though, she was reeling. This did not look good.

Somewhere, a small part of her mind wandered. A clan like this, with dragons like him, Andromeda pointing claws at anyone and everyone until- the cauldron-

"Down goes the witch."

She shook herself out of her thoughts. Rott was... a large dragon. They all were, compared to her. Who else was large enough to have bandaged wounds, and do so skillfully?

Oh. Oh, that was easy.

"Akari. You murdered Rott, didn't you?"
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Akari let out the smallest of sighs. She had expected this, for the most part. “Would it make you feel better if I said I did?” There was a rueful smile on the tiny dragon’s face. “Are we not all suspects?”

Taking a look at Rott’s body, she sighed. “I can see why you think it’s me though. I’m a hedge-witch, making me skilled with poisons and other things.” A frown crossed her face. “But it could easily be Agaric too. He shares my skill in creating and brewing potions and poisons. So why me, out of me and him?”

Her two assistants chittered and scrambled away to pack up her things.

(Akari votes for Agaric.)
Akari let out the smallest of sighs. She had expected this, for the most part. “Would it make you feel better if I said I did?” There was a rueful smile on the tiny dragon’s face. “Are we not all suspects?”

Taking a look at Rott’s body, she sighed. “I can see why you think it’s me though. I’m a hedge-witch, making me skilled with poisons and other things.” A frown crossed her face. “But it could easily be Agaric too. He shares my skill in creating and brewing potions and poisons. So why me, out of me and him?”

Her two assistants chittered and scrambled away to pack up her things.

(Akari votes for Agaric.)
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So there it was, their first argument. It was too playful to be called a fight, but both boys were standing their ground and actually arguing about something. "Do you not know how to do it? Who wrapped them in the first place?" Viper had asked. Rott, of course, denied being unable to put his wraps back together, too prideful to say otherwise. He insisted that the wounds would make him stronger, his body fighting the bacteria was why he was so strong. Plague dragons, am I right?

This was vetoed so quickly by Viper - An open wound that wasn't healing could get infected, and hurt his whole body. They went on and on about this, and finally, Viper triumphed. Helping the Wildclaw take his bandages off, he had tried his best to keep his spirits up. "You really are gonna give mama a heart attack when you meet her." He'd joked, looking at the wounds that the other had.

Rott had never mentioned his family, and Viper knew better than to ask. He had a big enough family for the both of them, and he was sure that Rott would tell him about his family if he wanted to. He knew Rott would be instantly accepted into the family - he had a big and eccentric family and they all loved him, therefore they'd love Rott.

The sight of the wounds weren't so bad - way worse than Viper would let any injury on himself to look like, but it wasn't the sight that bothered Viper. But the smell, oh the smell... It didn't take a tundra to say that it smelled bad. So bad in fact, Viper could feel his lunch rising towards his throat. He kept it together as long as it could, after all, it would be pretty rude to throw up after he'd agreed to help Rott.

"Oh come on you big baby, it wouldn't sting this bad if you'd cleaned it earlier." he'd said as he put some salve on Rott's neck, wrapping new bandages on it despite Rott's protests. "There's no point in cleaning the actual wound if you're gonna wrap it up with a dirty bandage." he gritted through his teeth, wanting to speak as little as possible.

"V, this is not gonna work." Rott had said the night before, seeing how his boyfriend was trying to keep his obvious discomfort at bay. Not everyone was Plagueborn and that was okay, Viper didn't need to power through treating his injuries - besides, how hard could that be? "It's getting late anyway, you just go to bed, and I'll do the same as soon as I'm done with this." By the time Viper had left, they were already done with the wrap on his neck, hands and chest. He had insisted that he could stay, but one look at his face was enough for Rott to refuse that.

"Alright Rottie," Viper had said, happy to be outside of Rott's den and breathing fresh air. For some reason it didn't help ease his upset stomach, but perhaps it was too early for the fresh air to be effective. "I'll see you in the morning. Remember to use new bandages, or we're doing this all over again tomorrow." With that, he'd left his lover and walked towards his own den - he didn't feel like he could fly without upsetting his stomach further.

He'd thrown himself to the bed, trying to ignore the uneasiness that spread from his tummy to his whole body.

Viper woke up shivering under his cover. He felt sick, so incredibly sick. His stomach ache from last night had only gotten worse, and he could barely find his balance as he tried to stand up to get some water. The water didn't help, and Viper barely made it out of his den before throwing up to the side of it. He'd have to clean that later.

Weirdly enough, it did seem to help him feel better, just a little. "Now I'm gonna go and be his problem - I probably got something from handling his wounds last night" He thought jokingly. He wouldn't want Rott to play his caretaker - frankly, Viper didn't have much faith in his ability to be a caretaker - but he did want cuddles. And Rott was a good cuddler.

Making his way towards Rott's den, Viper was surprised to see two other dragons there. It was the big witch and the small witch, he wondered what they were up to. "HEY!" He greeted them, louder than he intended to. "What are you g-" It didn't take him long to notice the third dragon in front of the den, and he felt something heavy sit on his throat. "Rott?"

He must've had fallen asleep after wrapping his bandages. And the witches were at his door, because Viper's stupid boyfriend had fallen asleep outside of his den. He wanted so desperately to believe that. He didn't realize that he ran the last few steps, immediately leaning down to get closer to him. "Hey-Hey Rottie!" He poked the wildclaw, doing his best to ignore the fact that his chest hadn't risen since the moment he noticed him.

"Get up you dork - I need cuddles!" He whisper-yelled at him, noticing that his wounds were covered with new bandages, and ignoring that he didn't have a heart beat.

No matter how much he wanted to cling to his delusion, reality quickly caught up to Viper. "No, Rott, please..." the words left his mouth involuntarily, same as the tears that left his eyes. He shaked as he sobbed, moving closer to Rott. He could hear that someone was talking, most likely either to or about him, but their words didn't quite reach him.

"I can fix this - no, mom can fix this."
The first thought that popped into his head helped him wipe away his tears, but he didn't dare get up or move away from Rott. "I just need to find someone who can help me carry him home." His mom had a very special gift, a blessing from the Lightweaver if you will, and she was the only person that could help Rott. "Great. She's going to meet his corpse before getting to know his name."

So there it was, their first argument. It was too playful to be called a fight, but both boys were standing their ground and actually arguing about something. "Do you not know how to do it? Who wrapped them in the first place?" Viper had asked. Rott, of course, denied being unable to put his wraps back together, too prideful to say otherwise. He insisted that the wounds would make him stronger, his body fighting the bacteria was why he was so strong. Plague dragons, am I right?

This was vetoed so quickly by Viper - An open wound that wasn't healing could get infected, and hurt his whole body. They went on and on about this, and finally, Viper triumphed. Helping the Wildclaw take his bandages off, he had tried his best to keep his spirits up. "You really are gonna give mama a heart attack when you meet her." He'd joked, looking at the wounds that the other had.

Rott had never mentioned his family, and Viper knew better than to ask. He had a big enough family for the both of them, and he was sure that Rott would tell him about his family if he wanted to. He knew Rott would be instantly accepted into the family - he had a big and eccentric family and they all loved him, therefore they'd love Rott.

The sight of the wounds weren't so bad - way worse than Viper would let any injury on himself to look like, but it wasn't the sight that bothered Viper. But the smell, oh the smell... It didn't take a tundra to say that it smelled bad. So bad in fact, Viper could feel his lunch rising towards his throat. He kept it together as long as it could, after all, it would be pretty rude to throw up after he'd agreed to help Rott.

"Oh come on you big baby, it wouldn't sting this bad if you'd cleaned it earlier." he'd said as he put some salve on Rott's neck, wrapping new bandages on it despite Rott's protests. "There's no point in cleaning the actual wound if you're gonna wrap it up with a dirty bandage." he gritted through his teeth, wanting to speak as little as possible.

"V, this is not gonna work." Rott had said the night before, seeing how his boyfriend was trying to keep his obvious discomfort at bay. Not everyone was Plagueborn and that was okay, Viper didn't need to power through treating his injuries - besides, how hard could that be? "It's getting late anyway, you just go to bed, and I'll do the same as soon as I'm done with this." By the time Viper had left, they were already done with the wrap on his neck, hands and chest. He had insisted that he could stay, but one look at his face was enough for Rott to refuse that.

"Alright Rottie," Viper had said, happy to be outside of Rott's den and breathing fresh air. For some reason it didn't help ease his upset stomach, but perhaps it was too early for the fresh air to be effective. "I'll see you in the morning. Remember to use new bandages, or we're doing this all over again tomorrow." With that, he'd left his lover and walked towards his own den - he didn't feel like he could fly without upsetting his stomach further.

He'd thrown himself to the bed, trying to ignore the uneasiness that spread from his tummy to his whole body.

Viper woke up shivering under his cover. He felt sick, so incredibly sick. His stomach ache from last night had only gotten worse, and he could barely find his balance as he tried to stand up to get some water. The water didn't help, and Viper barely made it out of his den before throwing up to the side of it. He'd have to clean that later.

Weirdly enough, it did seem to help him feel better, just a little. "Now I'm gonna go and be his problem - I probably got something from handling his wounds last night" He thought jokingly. He wouldn't want Rott to play his caretaker - frankly, Viper didn't have much faith in his ability to be a caretaker - but he did want cuddles. And Rott was a good cuddler.

Making his way towards Rott's den, Viper was surprised to see two other dragons there. It was the big witch and the small witch, he wondered what they were up to. "HEY!" He greeted them, louder than he intended to. "What are you g-" It didn't take him long to notice the third dragon in front of the den, and he felt something heavy sit on his throat. "Rott?"

He must've had fallen asleep after wrapping his bandages. And the witches were at his door, because Viper's stupid boyfriend had fallen asleep outside of his den. He wanted so desperately to believe that. He didn't realize that he ran the last few steps, immediately leaning down to get closer to him. "Hey-Hey Rottie!" He poked the wildclaw, doing his best to ignore the fact that his chest hadn't risen since the moment he noticed him.

"Get up you dork - I need cuddles!" He whisper-yelled at him, noticing that his wounds were covered with new bandages, and ignoring that he didn't have a heart beat.

No matter how much he wanted to cling to his delusion, reality quickly caught up to Viper. "No, Rott, please..." the words left his mouth involuntarily, same as the tears that left his eyes. He shaked as he sobbed, moving closer to Rott. He could hear that someone was talking, most likely either to or about him, but their words didn't quite reach him.

"I can fix this - no, mom can fix this."
The first thought that popped into his head helped him wipe away his tears, but he didn't dare get up or move away from Rott. "I just need to find someone who can help me carry him home." His mom had a very special gift, a blessing from the Lightweaver if you will, and she was the only person that could help Rott. "Great. She's going to meet his corpse before getting to know his name."

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GM awoke without his usual theatrics, slowly blinking his eyes open as he laid in bed for some time. His mind drifted to the death of Ganglion, worry filled his core for the safety of his clanmates. Slipping out of bed he throws a cloth over his familiar “not really in the mood for games stargazer” leaving his crystal familiar behind he exits his den, on his way out his foot kicks a stray D20 that rolls along the floor, the number slowly landing on a 1. With an audioble sigh, GM leaves and shuts the door that’s not a good sign, today isn’t going to be a very good day.

As GM left his den to go check in with the others, he sees a small group forming around Rotts den. GM had suspicions relating to the rough looking Wildclaw, his appearance just screamed killer, running up to the scene however, to his surprise he sees Rott, dead on the floor. GM immediately feels guilty for suspecting him, but also feels great concern. We are not just dealing with a one off, there is a serial killer among us.

Oh poor Viper, he sees the skydancer holding Rott in his arms, GM slowly approaches him and for once doesn’t really know what to say. Generally, GM doesn’t like touching people or being touched, but he figures the best thing to do would be gently putting his hand on vipers back. He gently pats the skydancer “Oh, I’m so sorry Viper, this is terrible” he looks at Viper with a sad gaze, “I know it’s not okay Viper, but we will work this out yeah? Did you need help carrying him somewhere?” GM not sure if Viper is just so panicked, he can’t take in audio stimuli or if he has hearing issues. “I said DID YOU NEED HELP?”

GM realizes he hasn’t seen Viral yet this morning, panic flows through him as he looks around. “Oh! After I help you Viper I need to check on the rest of the clanmates to make sure nobody else has been injured or killed.”
GM awoke without his usual theatrics, slowly blinking his eyes open as he laid in bed for some time. His mind drifted to the death of Ganglion, worry filled his core for the safety of his clanmates. Slipping out of bed he throws a cloth over his familiar “not really in the mood for games stargazer” leaving his crystal familiar behind he exits his den, on his way out his foot kicks a stray D20 that rolls along the floor, the number slowly landing on a 1. With an audioble sigh, GM leaves and shuts the door that’s not a good sign, today isn’t going to be a very good day.

As GM left his den to go check in with the others, he sees a small group forming around Rotts den. GM had suspicions relating to the rough looking Wildclaw, his appearance just screamed killer, running up to the scene however, to his surprise he sees Rott, dead on the floor. GM immediately feels guilty for suspecting him, but also feels great concern. We are not just dealing with a one off, there is a serial killer among us.

Oh poor Viper, he sees the skydancer holding Rott in his arms, GM slowly approaches him and for once doesn’t really know what to say. Generally, GM doesn’t like touching people or being touched, but he figures the best thing to do would be gently putting his hand on vipers back. He gently pats the skydancer “Oh, I’m so sorry Viper, this is terrible” he looks at Viper with a sad gaze, “I know it’s not okay Viper, but we will work this out yeah? Did you need help carrying him somewhere?” GM not sure if Viper is just so panicked, he can’t take in audio stimuli or if he has hearing issues. “I said DID YOU NEED HELP?”

GM realizes he hasn’t seen Viral yet this morning, panic flows through him as he looks around. “Oh! After I help you Viper I need to check on the rest of the clanmates to make sure nobody else has been injured or killed.”
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Agaric buzzes his wings angrily and flies up to be eye-to-eye to Akari. "Have you forgotten that the first one to be murdered was Ganglion, a dragon who outsizes me a million to one?! If you have any idea how I could have killed him, please, I'd love to hear it."

He then flies over to inspect Rott's body. "Well, it is clear that a poison was used, and whoever did the bandages was skilled at it. But whoever did it could have easily just stolen the poison from one of us, or made it themselves."
Agaric buzzes his wings angrily and flies up to be eye-to-eye to Akari. "Have you forgotten that the first one to be murdered was Ganglion, a dragon who outsizes me a million to one?! If you have any idea how I could have killed him, please, I'd love to hear it."

He then flies over to inspect Rott's body. "Well, it is clear that a poison was used, and whoever did the bandages was skilled at it. But whoever did it could have easily just stolen the poison from one of us, or made it themselves."
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When Viral woke up, the first thing it came into his mind is that he lived to have another day in the clan. Call it survival instinct, but due to the murder of Ganglion, he wouldn't be surprised if other clanmember was also a stabber. Straightening himself, and washing himself up, he thought of two possible options: that they were correct and that the exile of Ignatius was for the best or...he considered the other one and with a shake of his head he prepared as swiftly as he could. There was a time when he was used to see this kind of tension, but not anymore. There was something that irritated him to no end this time, it had to happen in a clan where he was going to relax for once and have a somewhat stable position. He had already vowed to not let anyone interfere with his life.

He scanned his own den to see if anything was amiss.

No breaktroughs apparently. Nothing out of normal. He sighed: "Atleast something less to worry about.".

Viral closed his place as he went out, his posture on-edge. The killer had attacked at night, but he didn't want to let down his guard, and he assumed everyone would do the same. He went to the direction of the other dens, to see if this morning was different.

....it would be too easy.

As he approached the area, Viral drew in the scene before him: Andromeda and Akari were in some sort of argument at one side, joined by Agaric. "Best leave them alone for now."

In the distance, the wildclaw - Ji-Woon was keeping himself away. The gaoler didn't know what to think of the trickster, and he was only glued to the musician. But for the way he was looking it seemed he had his own plans. He must be hiding something...

Viral's attention centered on what he left for last: Viper, holding a dragon- yes, definetly Rott -he mused while getting closer-, and GM, who was trying his best to console him the best he could.

A knot suddenly appeared in his throat, he didn't know how to describe it, part relief and part anxiousness. He didn't need to double-check to confirm Rott's death as Viper, his mate, was desperately clinging with sobs and trembling.

It was strange in a sense, that just yesterday he conversed with the pair, making their own theories about the killer. Viral felt a guilty sting for mocking the bounty hunter's justice talk, as he had only wanted to light up the mood and despite his rank, seeing him happy with Viper reminded him of many things. They pointed out to Ignatius as most possible suspect. But now...there wasn't any joyous feeling or relief, instead there was...

"The feeling of loss..."Viral grimaced.

He just got in time to hear that GM was offering his help to the cartographer.

"GM." he called "There's no need to look for me, atleast." he put a paw around GM's shoulder, trying to reassure him, even though he wasn't really used at that. He didn't know if he could offer confort to Viper, given the state he was in.

He turned to Viper "...I'm...sorry Viper. I can help you take him to wherever you need. If you...allow me." This was really awkward for him, he knew Viper's grief would take time, but as a clan, they had to keep moving forward. Viral didn't know if the cartographer trusted him enough to do that.

"I can carry him no problem. It would be best if we move out quickly."

Viral was sure that Viper didn't want to stay where everyone were making their accusations. There would be time later.

He eyed around, some clanmembers missing. Including their leader.

"Tsk...the chief is late again...where is he?"
When Viral woke up, the first thing it came into his mind is that he lived to have another day in the clan. Call it survival instinct, but due to the murder of Ganglion, he wouldn't be surprised if other clanmember was also a stabber. Straightening himself, and washing himself up, he thought of two possible options: that they were correct and that the exile of Ignatius was for the best or...he considered the other one and with a shake of his head he prepared as swiftly as he could. There was a time when he was used to see this kind of tension, but not anymore. There was something that irritated him to no end this time, it had to happen in a clan where he was going to relax for once and have a somewhat stable position. He had already vowed to not let anyone interfere with his life.

He scanned his own den to see if anything was amiss.

No breaktroughs apparently. Nothing out of normal. He sighed: "Atleast something less to worry about.".

Viral closed his place as he went out, his posture on-edge. The killer had attacked at night, but he didn't want to let down his guard, and he assumed everyone would do the same. He went to the direction of the other dens, to see if this morning was different.

....it would be too easy.

As he approached the area, Viral drew in the scene before him: Andromeda and Akari were in some sort of argument at one side, joined by Agaric. "Best leave them alone for now."

In the distance, the wildclaw - Ji-Woon was keeping himself away. The gaoler didn't know what to think of the trickster, and he was only glued to the musician. But for the way he was looking it seemed he had his own plans. He must be hiding something...

Viral's attention centered on what he left for last: Viper, holding a dragon- yes, definetly Rott -he mused while getting closer-, and GM, who was trying his best to console him the best he could.

A knot suddenly appeared in his throat, he didn't know how to describe it, part relief and part anxiousness. He didn't need to double-check to confirm Rott's death as Viper, his mate, was desperately clinging with sobs and trembling.

It was strange in a sense, that just yesterday he conversed with the pair, making their own theories about the killer. Viral felt a guilty sting for mocking the bounty hunter's justice talk, as he had only wanted to light up the mood and despite his rank, seeing him happy with Viper reminded him of many things. They pointed out to Ignatius as most possible suspect. But now...there wasn't any joyous feeling or relief, instead there was...

"The feeling of loss..."Viral grimaced.

He just got in time to hear that GM was offering his help to the cartographer.

"GM." he called "There's no need to look for me, atleast." he put a paw around GM's shoulder, trying to reassure him, even though he wasn't really used at that. He didn't know if he could offer confort to Viper, given the state he was in.

He turned to Viper "...I'm...sorry Viper. I can help you take him to wherever you need. If you...allow me." This was really awkward for him, he knew Viper's grief would take time, but as a clan, they had to keep moving forward. Viral didn't know if the cartographer trusted him enough to do that.

"I can carry him no problem. It would be best if we move out quickly."

Viral was sure that Viper didn't want to stay where everyone were making their accusations. There would be time later.

He eyed around, some clanmembers missing. Including their leader.

"Tsk...the chief is late again...where is he?"
Yun-Jin woke up that morning and went straight to work. The day before had left her shaken. Murder had followed them yet again, and Ji-Woon wasn't listening yet again. Sometimes she felt he was deliberately doing everything she didn't want him to do. If he turned up dead one day, she wasn't sure if she'd blame herself or him for not listening. But, she couldn't think of that. Not right now. He was safe, for now at least.

While she was brewing more tea and going through some papers, she caught a glimpse of Ji-Woon walking out of the den. Of course. It felt almost like he was avoiding her at this point. Yes, she told him to meet with the other clanmates, but if he didn't want to he didn't necessarily have to. It was just a suggestion anyways. Setting her work down, she decided to follow after him just to keep close tabs on his whereabouts.

As she trailed behind him, not close enough for him to notice, she noticed a crowd around another clan members den. Was there yet another murder? This time, she decided to be curious, seeing if there were any clues on finding who it may be. She couldn't risk losing her star, or herself, to this mysterious murderer.

Hearing others conversations and a accusation, she was safe to say that Ji-Woon wasn't being pinned. Thank God. The last thing they needed was more issues. Two dragons have died, that was enough already. She had to find him quickly and take him back to their den. She couldn't risk losing him.

Glancing around, she found him moving a bit away from the crowd. She quickly rushed towards him and grabbed onto him, explaining that they needed to stay in their den and stay safe or else they'd end up dead. She was panicking, sure, but she was trying her best to be stern and to not show how afraid she was.

"I know what I said about meeting the others, but I think it's best if you just stayed with me.. I don't want you to get killed, there's a murderer here and we don't know who it may be." She felt a bit embarrassed having to show that she was worried for him, but she also felt safer with him. If he was there with her, maybe the killer wouldn't try to mess with either of them.
Yun-Jin woke up that morning and went straight to work. The day before had left her shaken. Murder had followed them yet again, and Ji-Woon wasn't listening yet again. Sometimes she felt he was deliberately doing everything she didn't want him to do. If he turned up dead one day, she wasn't sure if she'd blame herself or him for not listening. But, she couldn't think of that. Not right now. He was safe, for now at least.

While she was brewing more tea and going through some papers, she caught a glimpse of Ji-Woon walking out of the den. Of course. It felt almost like he was avoiding her at this point. Yes, she told him to meet with the other clanmates, but if he didn't want to he didn't necessarily have to. It was just a suggestion anyways. Setting her work down, she decided to follow after him just to keep close tabs on his whereabouts.

As she trailed behind him, not close enough for him to notice, she noticed a crowd around another clan members den. Was there yet another murder? This time, she decided to be curious, seeing if there were any clues on finding who it may be. She couldn't risk losing her star, or herself, to this mysterious murderer.

Hearing others conversations and a accusation, she was safe to say that Ji-Woon wasn't being pinned. Thank God. The last thing they needed was more issues. Two dragons have died, that was enough already. She had to find him quickly and take him back to their den. She couldn't risk losing him.

Glancing around, she found him moving a bit away from the crowd. She quickly rushed towards him and grabbed onto him, explaining that they needed to stay in their den and stay safe or else they'd end up dead. She was panicking, sure, but she was trying her best to be stern and to not show how afraid she was.

"I know what I said about meeting the others, but I think it's best if you just stayed with me.. I don't want you to get killed, there's a murderer here and we don't know who it may be." She felt a bit embarrassed having to show that she was worried for him, but she also felt safer with him. If he was there with her, maybe the killer wouldn't try to mess with either of them.
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As if summoned, Gibbous landed upon the scene soon after his mention. He had been flying again, out on his daily survey of the clan's outskirts- a ritual of his that seemed to happen later and later as the days went on- and he had seen his clanmates begin to gather from his position in the sky.

Guilt swiftly formed in his sore heart as he took in his surroundings for a moment- a boyfriend to one, friend to some, and neighbor to all... Deceased. His trusted clan members were left to mourn amongst a crowd making accusations...

Was he finally failing to protect this home, too?

...No. He refused.

As shock left his face, his usual, somewhat mean-looking expression returned. He swung his head in the direction of the squabbling dragons, offering a harsh scowl. "Not here. Leave the mourners, if you are to argue!"
As if summoned, Gibbous landed upon the scene soon after his mention. He had been flying again, out on his daily survey of the clan's outskirts- a ritual of his that seemed to happen later and later as the days went on- and he had seen his clanmates begin to gather from his position in the sky.

Guilt swiftly formed in his sore heart as he took in his surroundings for a moment- a boyfriend to one, friend to some, and neighbor to all... Deceased. His trusted clan members were left to mourn amongst a crowd making accusations...

Was he finally failing to protect this home, too?

...No. He refused.

As shock left his face, his usual, somewhat mean-looking expression returned. He swung his head in the direction of the squabbling dragons, offering a harsh scowl. "Not here. Leave the mourners, if you are to argue!"
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