TURQUOISE

[dramatispersonae]

You can see the other teams, but there is an invisible barrier preventing you from hearing them. You can assume that they can't hear you, either. There is a hefty serving of sweet wine and liquor, should you choose it. With a loaf of bread that you can slice. Nimue is in the center of the formation of teams, and when she speaks, you can hear her loud and clear.

"Storytelling has been a tradition of the knights of Camelot for some time. They would tell of the awesome feats of their king, and of their fellow knights... and... they were also prone to exaggeration in some cases."

There appears a small set of cards next to the liquor. You can read them, or you can implicitly understand them if you can't read.

"What feats have the heroes of Aather accomplished, I wonder? And what... exaggerations they may take? Before you, you will find prompts for your tales. You will write one for yourselves, for a set of knights, and for another team. I will select the most inspiring, as will your peers."

She tilts her head. "Ah, perhaps it is bad to encourage grandstanding..."

But before you can ask her, she vanishes.

Comments

[crusthatecean]

Probably. Makes sense.

[fullmoonblooms]

I don't think she'd want to make one of her teammates into a murderer for the sake of a story.

[screwthatnoise]

For the sake of a story, Echo would.

[crusthatecean]

Then pick someone.

The least likely, the better.

[screwthatnoise]

Oh. No. The one Echo has in mind is incredibly likely. This one annoys Echo and deserves to be a murderer because that is what she is.

[crusthatecean]

Okay, but can I make a small request that I would hope doesn't need to be said, and that is, can this storytime fakey fake bullshit not devolve into an unlikely campfire tale revenge cycle where we story-malign others based on actually held grudges? It's really all I ask.

[screwthatnoise]

[studying him...]

[crusthatecean]

What.

[screwthatnoise]

Echo is allowed to hold a grudge on this body.