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*Punches Rocketdude in the nose, grabs the real one, and uses it to turn Rocketdude into a squirell

"Anybody want some of my Squirell Jerky, or Squirell Stew?"

"mmm squirril"

vote: (Rocketdude)

*keeping his eye on Lelouch, senturu walks over to Fizban and lifts up his hat*

that better?

*fizban nods and says "thanks lad"*

well we need to find a way out of here. so i think we should go right. ok everyone follow me. keep your eyes open. never know what kind of evils may lurk in this place.

As the sun shone brightly high in the sky a voice could be heard travelling on the wind.

"It is currently a draw on the votes, more people must vote........."

Of course everyone knew this voice to be the voice of the Scientist who put them all in this hell hole of a labyrinth.

[[3 voting hours remain]]

*Does inee-minee-minee-mo*

'You must be insane! the ultimate future telling ritual of inee-minee-minee-mo says right is the way to go!'

*Slaps Seloc... HARD'*

[vote: Rhade]

"oww......slaped twice already......"

*Puts some antislap lotion on*

him i am afraid i must go with the  other people also,

sorry Rhade

[[Vote Rhade]]

After spending the whole day arguing about who they all thought was evil, it came to that more people thought Rhade was evil than anyone else. Rhade was slowly backed into a corner as more and more people turned on him. He had no way to turn, he was backed up against the wall and suddenly he felt a burning sensation. He leapt forward off the wall and everyone realised it was because he had touched the red fungus. As he turned it could be seen that his back was burning, but not just any normal burning. The red fungus had burned a hole straight through his clothes and it was eating away at his back.

Rhade, knowing that there was no surviving now reached inside his jacket and pulled out a gold cross. On the top of the cross was some sort of ancient insignia that no one else had seen before, or at least they made out that way. He took the cross in his right hand, lifted it into the air and as he outstretched his arm, he twisted the insignia. Out of the bottom of the cross came a black blade, even in the intense light from the sun the blade still seemed dull as it ploughed deep into his chest. Rhade had brought the knife down on his own body.

As the knife hit his chest and pierced his heart, a bright light came out of the knife as it began to glow brighter than the sun itself. The last words that came out of his mouth were, “I am sorry, my loyal followers………”.

The body faded away with the light from the knife and left nothing but the cross, point down in the ground. From down one of the pathways the group heard a voice, “Come this way, quickly….” It led towards the door with the sword and shield above it, which had now been opened. Everyone followed the voice and made sure not to touch the red fungus that stood out in their minds now.

Once inside, someone pulled out the cross that Rhade had used to kill himself with and examined it. Most of the group had seen a blade like it before. As they had traversed the lands on this realm, the blade always lay in the aftermath of destruction. It was the blade of the Demon hosts that would take on the spirit of a Carrothian Demon. The group had killed a Demon. Although that was only one of the many evils that lurk in the labyrinth, now they must spend the night in the Armoury………….

Rhade – Demon
Night roles, message me targets………

Good x 13
Traveller x 4
Seer x 1               
Fool x 1
Maze Master x 1
Warrior x 1
Secret Mystics x 3
Guide x 1
Hero x 1

Evil x 7
Werewolf x 3
Devil x 1
Minotaur x 1
Demon x 0          Rhade - DEAD
Ancient Elders x 2

One demon is dead my friends,

Alas many more Remain.

"go us we killed him we rock!!!"

*turns off the music but now down to the next buissness..

"or that scientist is evil................"

*Picks up an ordinary sword and chain, puts them on and waits.*

*puts out the fire with an old boot.*

"Fizban your talking to suits of armor I think you  might need more sleep in future....!

*Cephorus lays in a ball on the floor with his new flask

"Precious, I'll be with you forever my preciousssssssss"

*Cephorus looks and sees that everybody is looking at him strange (Except Fizban who is now running around with his fat seemingly on fire)

"It is ours, you all cannot have our precioussssssssss, it's our precioussssssss!"

*Septim's head is returned to it's normal semi-sane state

Where am I?

*Cephorus looks at the flask in his hand

"Dangit, sorry guys, Golden Flasks always make me do that when I first see them"

*Cephorus walks over to the wall and grabs a cutlass, a longbow, a quiver of iron tipped arrows, and he puts on a set of steel scalemail armor and a helmet made of steel.

"Alright I'm ready"

*A slight whisper comes from Septim's mouth: "Precious"

"IT'S STILL OUR PRECIOUSSS-"

*Septim cuts himself off

"Errrrr, I mean....yeah, it's useless without booze"

I hope somebody has a spell to stop me from wanting this blasted thi-Preciousssss, it's our Precioussssss-no it's just a golden flask-Precioussssss golden flask, preciou-NO! It's just a regular old flask.

*Septim gets up

"What the hell man!"

*Septim looks at his surrounding

"Where the hell are we and why don't I feel drunk?"

*Opens the golden flask and attempts to take a drink

"It's empty!"

*Septim throws the golden flask into the wall and pulls out his old silver flask, he takes a drink

"Ahhhhh, ale"

*suddenly the Golden Flask bursts into flames and goes out ten seconds later

"Lucky I didn't keep that"

*Septim takes another drink

*Fizban perks up*

Someone say fire? Ah well.. if anyone wants me to look at whatever item they think is magical, I'll give it a shot.

"It will probly turn someone into a chicken or something......"

"Puma then..."

"I wasn't planning on eating whoever turned into the puma know..."

"Yeh that what I thought."

"Well pandas certainly are endangered now........."

"Well yeh he already set fire to himself."