The Society [RP.]
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If a Lord wants to challenge me, then we shall fight for glory. Winner takes all.
But that’s impossible.
(Can someone notice me eventually and chase me out?)
*the hidden figure squeezed her brilliant silver weapons, recalling her training*
(Sure)
Now…if someone thinks I am SO STUPID that I don’t know if there are other people in this room…you are mistaken.
COME OUT FOOLS!
(She needs to be close to death fyi so that will need to happen, should I challenge?)
(Yes.)
*she slid her hand slowly towards her pouch and drew out a smol vial of poison, she dipped a knife into it carefully holding it so I couldn’t stab her*
COME OUT, I AM NOT BLIND!
(Is your OC just appearing and disappearing all the time.)
*she forced herself not to run, knowing that would ruin the guise of being a Seeker*
IF YOU WON’T COME OUT…I WILL FIND YOU.
*as she was pulling it backs to throw she heard the leader shout and her hand shook slightly just as she threw it, causing her to miss and hit a lord*
…I see…
*she glanced at the knife, knowing she neeeded to cause a destraction*
*Staring at the dead Lord.*