"In need of assistance i somehow doubt, in need of being butchered alive for there treason a lot more possible" and with that Christophe drew his sword in readyness to march to the chambers of the sleeping vampires
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Chuckling with a sly glance at Christophe Damek smiled
"What ever the reason it seems a good idea" murmered the vampire before following the others towards the sleeping vampires.
"What ever the reason it seems a good idea" murmered the vampire before following the others towards the sleeping vampires.
OOC: Please note that at this time the some traitors will be walking into the tunnels, keeping up the pretences, other vampires will just be stirring and walking out into the tunnels, because of the noise.
Cromenon awoke from his "daydream". He was thinking hard, and the "fight" between the two von Carsteins eased his bad feeings. A bit of messing was always welcome.
Though he was a von Carstein by bloodline, he wasn't aware, all he remembered was that someone bit him and then another one from the Blood Dragon family took care of him, because he was a "notorious fighter". And as such, he considered himself a Blood Dragon, though he was poorly skilled in martial arts compared with his brethren.
He watched Christophe storm out of the council's chamber to the tunnels. He remained, though, on the council's chamber, he needed to think, and with all the noise it was quite difficult.
"Christophe doesn't seem to be a traitor" he thought. He remembered, he was the one last to cast his vote last night, in fact he didn't vote at all. He went over the von Carstein's acts. "He is impetuous, but I think he just can't be a traitor. He seem to lack the proper calm and cold-thinking".
"On the other hand" his thoughts wandered "Batholis... Well, the uproar he had after Q'Sor death... he overacted, I think. But, again, I'm not sure. Am I just upset with him because of his reaction against me? Or are my instincts alerting me?.
He massaged his forehead, his youthful features seemed now old, too much worry in such a short period of time.
But, he was sure of one thing:
"We must be careful. If we fail, and condemn another loyalist, we'll be in a big trouble."
Though he was a von Carstein by bloodline, he wasn't aware, all he remembered was that someone bit him and then another one from the Blood Dragon family took care of him, because he was a "notorious fighter". And as such, he considered himself a Blood Dragon, though he was poorly skilled in martial arts compared with his brethren.
He watched Christophe storm out of the council's chamber to the tunnels. He remained, though, on the council's chamber, he needed to think, and with all the noise it was quite difficult.
"Christophe doesn't seem to be a traitor" he thought. He remembered, he was the one last to cast his vote last night, in fact he didn't vote at all. He went over the von Carstein's acts. "He is impetuous, but I think he just can't be a traitor. He seem to lack the proper calm and cold-thinking".
"On the other hand" his thoughts wandered "Batholis... Well, the uproar he had after Q'Sor death... he overacted, I think. But, again, I'm not sure. Am I just upset with him because of his reaction against me? Or are my instincts alerting me?.
He massaged his forehead, his youthful features seemed now old, too much worry in such a short period of time.
But, he was sure of one thing:
"We must be careful. If we fail, and condemn another loyalist, we'll be in a big trouble."
Stopping at the exit of the chambers he turned to look back at Cromenon.
The vampire looked overly stressed and felt a concerned frown touch his own face
Things are getting bad...we've made too many mistakes despite what logic made us do he though to himself
Deciding that Christophe could handle annoying the other vampires on his own Damek moved back into the council chambers remaining in the darkness and sitting near the back.
Leaning his head against the wall he sighed inwardly
What do we do now? he thought
The vampire looked overly stressed and felt a concerned frown touch his own face
Things are getting bad...we've made too many mistakes despite what logic made us do he though to himself
Deciding that Christophe could handle annoying the other vampires on his own Damek moved back into the council chambers remaining in the darkness and sitting near the back.
Leaning his head against the wall he sighed inwardly
What do we do now? he thought
Boorelius watched as Christophe stormed off towards the chambers of the other vampires. He would not follow and went to find his own seat in the councilroom.
Things were certainly looking grim, they were not one step closer to the traitors, and now they were running out of time. He sat down and looked over at Demek and Cromenon. They looked as concerned as himself.
But, not much could be done until the other woke up and joined them. So for now, he sat quiet, watching the shadows.
Things were certainly looking grim, they were not one step closer to the traitors, and now they were running out of time. He sat down and looked over at Demek and Cromenon. They looked as concerned as himself.
But, not much could be done until the other woke up and joined them. So for now, he sat quiet, watching the shadows.
"Now is not the time to be storming about. Besides, it makes me tired."
Shadows oozed into the chamber, condensing into the now-familiar robed figure.
"By all means, rouse our fellows. By all accounts the recent events shall make for the most scintillating chat."
"Cromenon, I commend you on surviving the latest attack. Such tenacity will be required more of us, I fear, if we are to survive this misadventure. In addition, I owe you an apology. I no longer fear that you are a pawn of Nagash."
"Now while those amongst us who are the first to speak seem to be the first to enjoy the tender embrace of a wooden stake, I must point out a disturbing trend. Those who have spoken against the eloquent Christophe have met untimely ends. A quick review:"
"Disciple of Nagash was assassinated after manhandling Christophe."
"Lord Nihilus was assassinated after bandying frivolities with Christophe."
"Admittedly I have not deciphered any reason for the traitors to take a stab at doing away with Cromenon. It would seem a foolish mistake to do so, as he has proven to be such a useful pawn, flinging acusations hither and yon."
The robed head turned in the direction that Christophe had disappeared.
"Although I fully expect both derision and a stake in the heart, I must speak out now:"
Vote: Christophe von Carstein
Shadows oozed into the chamber, condensing into the now-familiar robed figure.
"By all means, rouse our fellows. By all accounts the recent events shall make for the most scintillating chat."
"Cromenon, I commend you on surviving the latest attack. Such tenacity will be required more of us, I fear, if we are to survive this misadventure. In addition, I owe you an apology. I no longer fear that you are a pawn of Nagash."
"Now while those amongst us who are the first to speak seem to be the first to enjoy the tender embrace of a wooden stake, I must point out a disturbing trend. Those who have spoken against the eloquent Christophe have met untimely ends. A quick review:"
"Disciple of Nagash was assassinated after manhandling Christophe."
"Lord Nihilus was assassinated after bandying frivolities with Christophe."
"Admittedly I have not deciphered any reason for the traitors to take a stab at doing away with Cromenon. It would seem a foolish mistake to do so, as he has proven to be such a useful pawn, flinging acusations hither and yon."
The robed head turned in the direction that Christophe had disappeared.
"Although I fully expect both derision and a stake in the heart, I must speak out now:"
Vote: Christophe von Carstein
"Well, I am glad that, for once, the traitors have been unsuccessful," Azahul spoke up. "Although we may have been unable to identify the culprict, a considerable disappointment, surely there must be some clue from the attack? Something we may use to identify the traitor and his companion? Our previous method for looking for suspects based on the deaths of each day has been proven unsuccessful, but without some solid evidence from what you have seen Cromenon, we have little chance of discovering our enemies without lashing out blindly."
Christophe heard the voices of Azahul and Darkreaver with in the council chambers and with that turned back sword still at the ready as he did not feel in the mood for words due to the recent attack. He marched into the council chamber and grabbed Darkreaver by the neck liffting him a good 6 inches of the ground,
"How did you get in here?" he shouted at Darkreaver as it was his chamber he was on the way to visiting "How did you get in here without passing me in the tunnel? How are you using such magic that is making you appear from shadow and obviously pass through solid objects? But more importantly Why?"
Christophe was snaring at this point in an angry rage to perhaps match that of Konrad bearing his fangs at Darkreaver
"How did you get in here?" he shouted at Darkreaver as it was his chamber he was on the way to visiting "How did you get in here without passing me in the tunnel? How are you using such magic that is making you appear from shadow and obviously pass through solid objects? But more importantly Why?"
Christophe was snaring at this point in an angry rage to perhaps match that of Konrad bearing his fangs at Darkreaver
Darkreaver cackles, "force without control is more dangerous to the user than the intended target," then explodes into a black cloud that filled the room. The cloud quickly condensed across the room into the robed figure so recently disturbed.
"Calm yourself, Christophe, we all have a trick or two up our sleeves. I am no more inclined to share mine under threat than you would be. I can assure you, moving about undetected amongst the cattle is a talent I have been refining for quite some time."
The hood cocked to one side, attention fixed on Christophe.
"It is obvious to me that you have neither the patience nor self-discipline to delve into the arts yourself, yet you desire the power they offer. Perhaps you are trying to impress a prospective mentor?"
"Back to the matter at hand. Those who have spoken against you have been ended, not by the will of the group, but by treachery. Such behavior I at times do admire," eyes sparkle from beneath the hood, then harden, "but not when I am potentially on the receiving end."
"Your behavior this day has not swayed me, Christophe. I name you traitor."
"Calm yourself, Christophe, we all have a trick or two up our sleeves. I am no more inclined to share mine under threat than you would be. I can assure you, moving about undetected amongst the cattle is a talent I have been refining for quite some time."
The hood cocked to one side, attention fixed on Christophe.
"It is obvious to me that you have neither the patience nor self-discipline to delve into the arts yourself, yet you desire the power they offer. Perhaps you are trying to impress a prospective mentor?"
"Back to the matter at hand. Those who have spoken against you have been ended, not by the will of the group, but by treachery. Such behavior I at times do admire," eyes sparkle from beneath the hood, then harden, "but not when I am potentially on the receiving end."
"Your behavior this day has not swayed me, Christophe. I name you traitor."
Damek put his face into his hands, but when he spoke his voice could still be heard clearly
"I will not say you don't make sense Sir...but thats what I thought about Q'sor and that didn't turn out to be good at all" he said to Darkreaver.
Then looking up he attempted a faint smile despite how bad he felt
"Anyway...it seems doubtful that little christophe has the...ahh...subtelty to preform such an series of murders amongst us."
The smile faded from Dameks face as he looked towards the ground
"...Who is the betrayer?" he whispered
"I will not say you don't make sense Sir...but thats what I thought about Q'sor and that didn't turn out to be good at all" he said to Darkreaver.
Then looking up he attempted a faint smile despite how bad he felt
"Anyway...it seems doubtful that little christophe has the...ahh...subtelty to preform such an series of murders amongst us."
The smile faded from Dameks face as he looked towards the ground
"...Who is the betrayer?" he whispered
"Well I believe that you Darkreaver are the traitor afterall what better way then to kill your target then coming through the wall like a ghost. There is only one other vampire in existance who was known to hold such power as being able to actually become the shadow and use that to appear from what seemed out of nothing, and we all know where his alliance was. Mannfred had such powers and he was Nagash's best chance of returning to our world to enslave the vampire nation and now you posses those powers so either you learnt it from Mannfred or the very being that taught him."
Vote: Darkreaver a.k.a Fodderboy as Traitor
Vote: Darkreaver a.k.a Fodderboy as Traitor
"Gentlemen... don't be hasty."
Cromenon watched the scene between Darkreaver and Christophe, worried because the ones least likely (at his view) candidates to be the traitor were now confronted.
"Darkreaver, I think you've been quite hasty when casting your vote. And it saddens me because at the moment, I consider yourself and Christophe the ones least likely to be traitors."
"However, I don't give my reasons now, because I want the rest of our brethren to speak up; because my reasoning may change what the traitors may say in order to become more appealing to me and my logic."
"So I want you -all- to calm down, and please vote only when you've deliberated enough."
Cromenon watched the scene between Darkreaver and Christophe, worried because the ones least likely (at his view) candidates to be the traitor were now confronted.
"Darkreaver, I think you've been quite hasty when casting your vote. And it saddens me because at the moment, I consider yourself and Christophe the ones least likely to be traitors."
"However, I don't give my reasons now, because I want the rest of our brethren to speak up; because my reasoning may change what the traitors may say in order to become more appealing to me and my logic."
"So I want you -all- to calm down, and please vote only when you've deliberated enough."
"I appreciate your sentiment, Cromenon, but I have not leapt blindly on this occasion. My eyes are open."
"Cast your minds back, companions, and tell me where I have erred in this regard."
"Cast your minds back, companions, and tell me where I have erred in this regard."
OOC: I gave you a hint! Stop looking for the traits you've been looking for atm. Look for different traits, you've been killing the same type of person every time, look for someone different!
Suddenly, Darkreaver's head snaps towards Cromenon. "What a fool I have been!"
Shadows writhe and twist madly about Darkreaver, as if in wild agitation.
"Wait. Don't act. Sit quietly and wait for some miraculous proof to come!" Darkreaver's twisted hands tear at his robes as he rants his way about the room, screaming in frustration.
Abruptly, he calms himself and addresses Christophe von Carstein: "Christophe, I may have deduced your complicity, but deductions based on flawed arguments produce flawed results. Attend me now."
"The least risk to the traitors is if there are no executions (less chance of us getting it right). Therefore the traitors would seek to reduce the number of executions while they merrily assassinate us at their leisure."
"Wait - pause - hesitate..."
"Who amongst us has stalled time and again, finally tipping the balance once the group decision seemed inevitable?"
Darkreaver's shape shatters - Christophe is shocked to again find his hands locked about Darkreaver's neck. "Might as well pop this off, it's not doing me any good." Before he can act, Darkreaver seems to melt in Christophes hands like wax, drips raining to the floor, then flowing across the room like quicksilver to pool behind one particular chair.
Darkreaver seems to emerge from beneath the surface of the puddle, the edges retreating towards him as he rises to his full height.
"Relius-Boo, I call you...TRAITOR!"
UnVote: Christophe von Carstein
Vote: Boorelius
Shadows writhe and twist madly about Darkreaver, as if in wild agitation.
"Wait. Don't act. Sit quietly and wait for some miraculous proof to come!" Darkreaver's twisted hands tear at his robes as he rants his way about the room, screaming in frustration.
Abruptly, he calms himself and addresses Christophe von Carstein: "Christophe, I may have deduced your complicity, but deductions based on flawed arguments produce flawed results. Attend me now."
"The least risk to the traitors is if there are no executions (less chance of us getting it right). Therefore the traitors would seek to reduce the number of executions while they merrily assassinate us at their leisure."
"Wait - pause - hesitate..."
"Who amongst us has stalled time and again, finally tipping the balance once the group decision seemed inevitable?"
Darkreaver's shape shatters - Christophe is shocked to again find his hands locked about Darkreaver's neck. "Might as well pop this off, it's not doing me any good." Before he can act, Darkreaver seems to melt in Christophes hands like wax, drips raining to the floor, then flowing across the room like quicksilver to pool behind one particular chair.
Darkreaver seems to emerge from beneath the surface of the puddle, the edges retreating towards him as he rises to his full height.
"Relius-Boo, I call you...TRAITOR!"
UnVote: Christophe von Carstein
Vote: Boorelius
"Wow." Cromenon was quite puzzled, at the strange demonstration of such unlikely powers from Darkreaver.
He shook his head and continued speaking:
"Well, this is quite difficult, but now we must make a decision"
"I'll tell you what I think. I think both Batholis and Boorelius are the ones most likely to be traitors; however I hold some suspicions on you, brother Azahul" Cromenon said this last thing with a slight bow and a sarcastic smile.
"If I were to vote against someone, I'd do against Batholis, because his actions seem quite more suspect than Boorelius' ones"
"I must remind you, brother Darkreaver, than when we voted against Gildus the first night, the one last to cast his vote was Azahul, not Boorelius (who casted his vote quite early, I might add) and against brother Q'Sor (night one) it was Batholis who cast his vote last. Boorelius was the second to cast his vote, only after Nihilus (rest in peace). I shall not take the events of the third night (2nd voting against Q'Sor) because the ones who voted against him were so polarized that it didn't already matter"
"Furthermore, Batholis has been the only one who didn't seem to feel truly sorry after both Gildus and Q'Sor deaths."
"And as such, I vote against Batholis"
"If he could only appear to defend himself, I find quite dishoronable to vote against himb behind his back, so, I greatly would appreciate what does he have to say?"
"And also, I would be very pleased if you, brother Darkreaver, took my conclusions into consideration; and I'd really like what brothers Azahul, Boorelius, Damek and Christophe have to say about this."
He shook his head and continued speaking:
"Well, this is quite difficult, but now we must make a decision"
"I'll tell you what I think. I think both Batholis and Boorelius are the ones most likely to be traitors; however I hold some suspicions on you, brother Azahul" Cromenon said this last thing with a slight bow and a sarcastic smile.
"If I were to vote against someone, I'd do against Batholis, because his actions seem quite more suspect than Boorelius' ones"
"I must remind you, brother Darkreaver, than when we voted against Gildus the first night, the one last to cast his vote was Azahul, not Boorelius (who casted his vote quite early, I might add) and against brother Q'Sor (night one) it was Batholis who cast his vote last. Boorelius was the second to cast his vote, only after Nihilus (rest in peace). I shall not take the events of the third night (2nd voting against Q'Sor) because the ones who voted against him were so polarized that it didn't already matter"
"Furthermore, Batholis has been the only one who didn't seem to feel truly sorry after both Gildus and Q'Sor deaths."
"And as such, I vote against Batholis"
"If he could only appear to defend himself, I find quite dishoronable to vote against himb behind his back, so, I greatly would appreciate what does he have to say?"
"And also, I would be very pleased if you, brother Darkreaver, took my conclusions into consideration; and I'd really like what brothers Azahul, Boorelius, Damek and Christophe have to say about this."
Boorelius twisted his neck to the right, as it snapped he stood up and looked at Darkreaver.
"It truly amuses me that you would call me the traitor, because if you are looking for people who are stalling us, then look elsewhere. The reason for my silence now has been that I wanted to hear what our brothers had to say. You, on the other hand, have really been rushing things along. Your actions are the precisely the actions that has sent our innocent councilmembers to their deaths. Why not learn from our mistakes?"
He paused for a moment and sat down in his chair again.
"What I also find amusing is that you, who's been keeping quiet for so long decide to condemn me based on the very same thing?"
Boorelius looked around the room at the vampires present.
"I will not cast my vote just yet, but I do have my own suspicions and you, Darkreaver, you seem more and more suspicius to me."
"But I agree with Cromenon. Let us hear what the others have to say."
"It truly amuses me that you would call me the traitor, because if you are looking for people who are stalling us, then look elsewhere. The reason for my silence now has been that I wanted to hear what our brothers had to say. You, on the other hand, have really been rushing things along. Your actions are the precisely the actions that has sent our innocent councilmembers to their deaths. Why not learn from our mistakes?"
He paused for a moment and sat down in his chair again.
"What I also find amusing is that you, who's been keeping quiet for so long decide to condemn me based on the very same thing?"
Boorelius looked around the room at the vampires present.
"I will not cast my vote just yet, but I do have my own suspicions and you, Darkreaver, you seem more and more suspicius to me."
"But I agree with Cromenon. Let us hear what the others have to say."
Damek laughed quietly in the corner his laughter getting progressively louder
"Oh what fools we've been! All this time we have attacked the outspoken when really it is others we should be looking for!" he laughed.
In that moment the von carstein seemed to melt into the shadows he sat in and then he reappeared standing beside Christophe.
"And you are being a fool 'cousin'. Just because one has the such abiliity in the illusionary arts proves -nothing- except that they are potent mages." hissed Damek
Turning away from his fellow Von Carstein Damek looked at both Darkreaver and Cromenon
"This night I have sat most quietly...but now when your reasons laid bare I believe I can make my choices"
"I too see Boorelius as one worthy of our suspicions...but I...I am loath to vote for him at this time. For Cromenon speaks strongly...however I would also like to add that last time I believed in him a loyalist died" said Damek with a hint of pain
Turning away he strode to stand at the entrance of the council chambers to glance down the hall that lead to the coffins before shaking his head and returning to the group
"But the truth is I have suspected Batholis in the back regions of my mind for some time and at last it seems that I should listen to that quiet voice. I once again place my trust in your logical brother Cromenon...let us hope we can slay this traitorous menace once and for all!"
With that he turned to Darkreaver
"Master Darkreaver...I would feel so much better about this decision if we could have a larger body of agreement...please take Cromenon's words into consideration for he speaks logically it seems!"
Finished his talking and looking almost tired Damek returned to the back of the chamber to sit down.
Vote: Batholis
"Oh what fools we've been! All this time we have attacked the outspoken when really it is others we should be looking for!" he laughed.
In that moment the von carstein seemed to melt into the shadows he sat in and then he reappeared standing beside Christophe.
"And you are being a fool 'cousin'. Just because one has the such abiliity in the illusionary arts proves -nothing- except that they are potent mages." hissed Damek
Turning away from his fellow Von Carstein Damek looked at both Darkreaver and Cromenon
"This night I have sat most quietly...but now when your reasons laid bare I believe I can make my choices"
"I too see Boorelius as one worthy of our suspicions...but I...I am loath to vote for him at this time. For Cromenon speaks strongly...however I would also like to add that last time I believed in him a loyalist died" said Damek with a hint of pain
Turning away he strode to stand at the entrance of the council chambers to glance down the hall that lead to the coffins before shaking his head and returning to the group
"But the truth is I have suspected Batholis in the back regions of my mind for some time and at last it seems that I should listen to that quiet voice. I once again place my trust in your logical brother Cromenon...let us hope we can slay this traitorous menace once and for all!"
With that he turned to Darkreaver
"Master Darkreaver...I would feel so much better about this decision if we could have a larger body of agreement...please take Cromenon's words into consideration for he speaks logically it seems!"
Finished his talking and looking almost tired Damek returned to the back of the chamber to sit down.
Vote: Batholis
"Cromenon, you have named another I am suspicious of, but you have not placed your vote against them. Boorelius placed the fourth of seven votes against Guildus, once momentum had built. Azahul delivered the coup de gras."
"After Guildus's departure, popular opinion was so against Q'sor that over two rounds, there were only 3 dissenting votes:
myself, Christophe, and Q'sor himself."
"Again, Azahul delivered the deciding vote, but both he and Boorelius talked about waiting for more evidence afore anybody took action. As I said earlier, inaction only plays into the hands of the traitors."
"Damek, you are right in requiring me to abide by a larger body of agreement. This I shall do, as I only have one voice amongst the eight of us remaining."
"Action, even misguided action, will give us a 1/8 chance of bringing down the traitor. 1/4 if there are two of them, as evidence seems to suggest. Boorelius, what are the chances of finding what you would consider to be adequate evidence in a timely manner? And what are the chances of exposing the traitor by waiting?"
Darkreaver shuffles his way back over to his chair and settles himself, visibly relaxing.
"I do not condemn you for keeping quiet, Boorelius. I do not persue any personal agenda beyond finding the traitor and in so doing saving what is left of my skin. Inaction, indecision, these will not achieve this."
"After Guildus's departure, popular opinion was so against Q'sor that over two rounds, there were only 3 dissenting votes:
myself, Christophe, and Q'sor himself."
"Again, Azahul delivered the deciding vote, but both he and Boorelius talked about waiting for more evidence afore anybody took action. As I said earlier, inaction only plays into the hands of the traitors."
"Damek, you are right in requiring me to abide by a larger body of agreement. This I shall do, as I only have one voice amongst the eight of us remaining."
"Action, even misguided action, will give us a 1/8 chance of bringing down the traitor. 1/4 if there are two of them, as evidence seems to suggest. Boorelius, what are the chances of finding what you would consider to be adequate evidence in a timely manner? And what are the chances of exposing the traitor by waiting?"
Darkreaver shuffles his way back over to his chair and settles himself, visibly relaxing.
"I do not condemn you for keeping quiet, Boorelius. I do not persue any personal agenda beyond finding the traitor and in so doing saving what is left of my skin. Inaction, indecision, these will not achieve this."
"Please Darkreaver, my request is merely to hear what those who have not yet spoken have to say."
Boorelius smirked and shifted his body wieght from left to right in his chair.
"I'm not daft, evidence will not just magically appear in front of me. But what they may have to say might change my mind on where to put my vote. You on the other hand put words in my mouth, and I'm sure that you would be pleased to put words in those not present here's mouths as well."
"There are not many of us left, thats true. And voting on the wrong person at this time could be very bad for us."
Boorelius smirked and shifted his body wieght from left to right in his chair.
"I'm not daft, evidence will not just magically appear in front of me. But what they may have to say might change my mind on where to put my vote. You on the other hand put words in my mouth, and I'm sure that you would be pleased to put words in those not present here's mouths as well."
"There are not many of us left, thats true. And voting on the wrong person at this time could be very bad for us."
"So what do you say Boorelius? That we sit around and wait?" hissed Damek still sitting on the ground at the back of the chambers
Boorelius glanced over at Damek but the Von Carstein continued
"Many of us used such tactics before...sit around and wait! I did that already and look where it brought us? I've failed my brethern but not any longer!"
Damek looked around at the gathered vampires
"I will not risk time on doing nothing...I will strike out against the traitors...before another one of us is killed in our sleep"
Suddenly the vampire closed his eyes and when he opened them again he was frowning thoughtfully at Boorelius
"Although the longer I wait the more doubt leaks into my mind that my vote isn't the most prudent..."
Boorelius glanced over at Damek but the Von Carstein continued
"Many of us used such tactics before...sit around and wait! I did that already and look where it brought us? I've failed my brethern but not any longer!"
Damek looked around at the gathered vampires
"I will not risk time on doing nothing...I will strike out against the traitors...before another one of us is killed in our sleep"
Suddenly the vampire closed his eyes and when he opened them again he was frowning thoughtfully at Boorelius
"Although the longer I wait the more doubt leaks into my mind that my vote isn't the most prudent..."
batholis chuckled in amusment.
"I was wondering when you fools would begin to point your fingers at me. But I must ask, what evidence do you have"
"and besides, you ask why I did not feel truly sorry? look at my bloodline! We Blood Dragons are rarely given to undue sentiment. I felt sorrow, but it is not in my nature, nor the nature of what I am, to show it. Believe me, their deaths shocked me just as much as you."
"And I am just as guilty as you of condemning innocents to their deaths"
"Let us go back to the beginning, two nights ago. To the death of poor Gildus"
"Who was it, dear compatriats, who first called for the death our innocent brother?"
"Christophe! He first decried him as a traitor"
"Do you see how blindly you have been led, nay, how blindly we have been led. Look at who, for the past two nights, has started the condemning of the innocents. Do you find it coincidence that he was the one to first call for the deaths of Gildus and Q'sor?"
"Christophe Von Carstein! I name you a traitor of the most foul sort. i am ashamed that I once called you my brother in arms!"
"My brothers... this must end once and for all! Let us have the damnable traitors head."
"an eye for an eye.... let us have justice."
(vote: Christophe Von Carstein
"I was wondering when you fools would begin to point your fingers at me. But I must ask, what evidence do you have"
"and besides, you ask why I did not feel truly sorry? look at my bloodline! We Blood Dragons are rarely given to undue sentiment. I felt sorrow, but it is not in my nature, nor the nature of what I am, to show it. Believe me, their deaths shocked me just as much as you."
"And I am just as guilty as you of condemning innocents to their deaths"
"Let us go back to the beginning, two nights ago. To the death of poor Gildus"
"Who was it, dear compatriats, who first called for the death our innocent brother?"
"Christophe! He first decried him as a traitor"
"Do you see how blindly you have been led, nay, how blindly we have been led. Look at who, for the past two nights, has started the condemning of the innocents. Do you find it coincidence that he was the one to first call for the deaths of Gildus and Q'sor?"
"Christophe Von Carstein! I name you a traitor of the most foul sort. i am ashamed that I once called you my brother in arms!"
"My brothers... this must end once and for all! Let us have the damnable traitors head."
"an eye for an eye.... let us have justice."
(vote: Christophe Von Carstein
"Think before you speak Blood Dragon, you could do yourself an injury. I admit in human society that I, much like Q'sor would be among the first to be blamed for murders of people who had previously threatened me. But I am affraid that you Batholis are merely playing the game how the traitor or traitors wish it and that we react rashley to every action that brought about the death of Q'sor afterall. Unless of course it is your game that we are playing but now we are playing it by our rules rather than yours? starting with Cromenons survival. Is that it? so know you feel that in a moment of rashness and panic you point to the obvious vote that has so clearly not worked in finding the traitor the past few nights."
Christophe ended with this thought. uncertain of his future and of the vote he had already cast upon Darkreaver
Christophe ended with this thought. uncertain of his future and of the vote he had already cast upon Darkreaver
"Fool" snorted Damek with a smirk looking at Batholis
"My cousin christophe is no traitor...a fool perhaps but no traitor" he said jokingly poi
In a swirl of shadow the vampire vanished and rematerialised amongst the other vampires with a smile, his earlier mood seemingly forgotten he turned with a grin to Christophe
"Come now coiusin! You believe Darkreaver a traitor? I do not believe so and we need unity this night! ask you to recast your vote...I will not say to whom because honestly I even wonder if my own vote is correct...but I am sure of a handful I do not believe to be traitors."
Pacing away from the vampires slightly he glanced at his brethren
"I do not believe Darkreaver a traitor nor do I think Cromenon is one or you cousin"
With that he let his gaze go to those he had not mentioned
"My cousin christophe is no traitor...a fool perhaps but no traitor" he said jokingly poi
In a swirl of shadow the vampire vanished and rematerialised amongst the other vampires with a smile, his earlier mood seemingly forgotten he turned with a grin to Christophe
"Come now coiusin! You believe Darkreaver a traitor? I do not believe so and we need unity this night! ask you to recast your vote...I will not say to whom because honestly I even wonder if my own vote is correct...but I am sure of a handful I do not believe to be traitors."
Pacing away from the vampires slightly he glanced at his brethren
"I do not believe Darkreaver a traitor nor do I think Cromenon is one or you cousin"
With that he let his gaze go to those he had not mentioned