dramatispersonae | GM

GM - Turquoise

The room is like any other room, really—a cabin with a door, and windows, and beds. But the fireplace never gets warm, and the beds are hard, and the air is cold.

(Is it familiar, this place? It's hard to tell . . .)

On the table there is food—water, and dry bread, and there is a pot of stew that always stays warm, and full, and smells delicious.

There are also five cards, waiting for your decision.

[full instructions, of which your characters will be ICly aware of the pertinent details]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

...this is bad.

It's... not good.

Why would so many people choose to attack us?

I really don't know. I have friends on plenty of teams so I would never have expected this.

I thought...with how many teams we chose not to attack, we would be fine.

I left the strategy to the others mostly but... I thought we were making good choices. I still think we did.

I do too. I wouldn't change anything.

[nods and smiles] We have to trust our teammates, or all of this was for nothing.

[she says it in earnest but her voice is still shaky from her card's effect]