Onyx

[dramatispersonae]

[There is a circular table with seven chairs lined around it. In the center of the table, there is a bowl with fire burning pleasantly inside it. It seems to be the only source of light in the room. The flames flash upon a few items spread across the table: A spool of black thread, a worn though plenty sharp knife, a wooden cup with a faint coopery smell, and a saucer of seven smooth, black stones.]

Comments

Choice

[dramatispersonae]

The voice is quiet and distant as it calls out from the darkness, "I will take one of you. You may choose whom. If you take too long . . . I will choose for you."

Re: Choice

[edgeofjustice]

Take?

Re: Choice

[mylittlecavallone]

For the game, I'm hoping.

Re: Choice

[scratched]

Ominous, dawg.

Re: Choice

[exchanged]

We're all together...?

Re: Choice

[mylittlecavallone]

Seems that way.

[ '-' ]

Re: Choice

[scratched]

Is it dark in here or is it just me.

Re: Choice

[hunting]

[I can see just fine~]

It's dark.

Re: Choice

[hunting]

[Knights? Also, hmmm, coppery smell...]

Re: Choice

[dramatispersonae]

Yes, it is the lingering smell of old blood.

Answer

[dramatispersonae]

Who do you choose?

Re: Answer

[edgeofjustice]

I'm your man.

Re: Answer

[dramatispersonae]

The dark pauses, considering for a moment, before rising up and blanketing him. It swiftly sinks down into nothing.

Choice

[dramatispersonae]

Seven cards fly out from the flames before settling gently in front of a chair. They each have a word scrawled on them in black ink: Chastity, Temperance, Charity, Diligence, Patience, Kindness, and Humility.

"You must choose once more . . . When you have selected a card, throw it into the flame . . . "

Re: Choice

[mylittlecavallone]

... Is this supposed to be in general or applied to Yuri...

[ Because I know which cards we can't use then. ]

Re: Choice

[exchanged]

... well...

Answer

[dramatispersonae]

Which card do you choose?

Re: Answer

[mylittlecavallone]

We'll go with Diligence.

Choice

[dramatispersonae]

The voice calls out from the dark once more, "This is your last choice. I have taken one of yours . . . What will you do to reclaim them? Will you give up a limb? A sense . . . ? Or will you suffer an injury? Or will you face even death to have them once more . . . ? When you have chosen, speak into the flames."

Re: Choice

[mylittlecavallone]

... This seems really general...

Re: Choice

[hunting]

What's the point of all this?

Re: Choice

[scratched]

Say what now.

Re: Choice

[exchanged]

There's no point in doing more than what's necessary, right?

Answer

[dramatispersonae]

What will you choose?

Re: Answer

[mylittlecavallone]

Uh, well, we'd be willing to offer to share or give Yuri our own senses of humility if it means getting him back.