dramatispersonae

JASPER

[The room is circular and surrounded by a series of ionic columns, the floor and ceiling stretching overhead fashioned out of cracked, white stone. The area beyond the columns is pitch black, and the room itself is lit only by dimly flickering candles. The candles rest on top of a stone table, which sits in the middle of the room.

And next to the candles rest four numbered boxes]

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[Pandora’s voice is solemn, yet firm. You can’t quite tell where it’s coming from, though it fills the entire room. . .]

The chilled steel of a knife, the bitter taste of poison. . . perhaps both are made colder and sharper when they come from the hand of someone you trusted.

Which will you choose?

[There are four boxes waiting for you on the table, heroes and knights. Pick one]

[Two of you may notice that you aren’t feeling too hot. Your entire body aches with a dull pain, and it slowly increases with each round that goes by. Looks like another team has poisoned you, and if you don’t get an antidote soon, you may die by the end of the game. . .]

[It’s Pandora again, and this time she sounds almost. . . angry]

With the desire for power may come the desire to conquer and destroy, which leaves those targeted only one choice: to fight back with all of their might. But in conflict, there can only be one victor.

Choose.

[The boxes from last round disappear in a waft of smoke. Four new ones appear soon after]

Edited 2012-11-17 22:13 (UTC)

[A small vial of clear liquid suddenly appears on your table. Someone has given you a dose of hope. Better hold onto it!]

Flesh, blood, and bone only do so much to protect us from injury. In the end, we are all mortal.

Choose. You have come so far-- the end is in sight.

[Four more boxes replaced the ones from the previous round. Are you ready, heroes and knights?]

Edited 2012-11-17 23:53 (UTC)

Sometimes, we gain nothing without giving something up in return. This is your final task, heroes and knights.

Choose wisely.

[The final four boxes appear on your table. You’re so close, you can taste it. . . !]