Week 1

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Well that was a busy day, huh? But despite all that, a good majority of you are reasonable people, and are smart enough to find an escape without resorting to deadly violence. Maybe if you put your heads together, you'll find a way to get out of here! After all, the host is practically in shambles already, what can he do?

The whole first floor of the manor is open for your leasure now, with the only change being that there's now a set of rules in the foyer hanging on the wall.

Let the games begin.]

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Comments

[hasit]

[The general's eyebrows lift for a moment, impressed and gratified by the show of respect.]

I guess you've done your research, then.

[sharpasanarrow]

Of course, General. I believe it is best to be aware of whose company you are keeping.

[After learning the hard way.]

[hasit]

I agree. What are your thoughts about some of the more, ah...

[How to put this diplomatically...]

Unsavory-seeming characters?

[sharpasanarrow]

["Unsavory" might be an understatement.]

I fear we might have great reason to be cautious. Some of them seem a little too eager about the current...situation, if you ask me.

[hasit]

Yes, I thought so too. Would you do me a favor? You seem like a scrupulous...man. Keep an eye on them, see what it is they get up to.

[sharpasanarrow]

Of course, General. It would be an honor.

[He's swelling with pride for being picked out for the job.]

I will carry it out with the utmost diligence.

[hasit]

[She likes this one. He knows what's up. She smiles at him and nods.]

That would be very much appreciated, Mr. Arrow. Is that your full title..?

[sharpasanarrow]

First Mate Mr. Samuel Arrow.

[He salutes.]

At your service, General.

[hasit]

An honor to meet you, then.

[She bows her head respectifully.]

But please, call me Leia.

[sharpasanarrow]

Yes, of course Ma'am- Leia. Forgive me for this grave indiscretion.

[He bows is head in shame]

What would be suitable punishment? 20 lashes? 30?

[hasit]

N—

[????]

No need, Mr. Arrow. It was my mistake for not correcting you sooner.

[sharpasanarrow]

[He awkwardly clears his throat.]

Very well then. Thank you for your grace, Gen- Leia.

[hasit]

Don't mention it, Arrow.

[Really. Don't. It's not that big a deal.]

I look forward to hearing what you come up with.

[sharpasanarrow]

Of course. [He salutes] I won't let you down.