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W1: Bedivere
LATE AT NIGHT...
You wake with a start in the dead of the night.
Wherever you were sleeping and whatever you were wrapped up in, you are chilled to the bone. It's colder, somehow, than when you were outside in the snow. Deathly cold. As you start to take in your surroundings, you catch sight of a pair of glowing red eyes.
A figure seems to materialize around them, holding a plate of cookies and a glass of milk. It offers them both to you, then speaks in a gravelly voice.
ỵ̶͙̬̮͒̊̆̋̂͜ͅO̴̬͔̭̪͇̝͆̂̐̉̈u̵̘̩̝̻̮̻̘̯̟͌̌̅̆ ̸̭̤̥͕̳̻͂́̀͗̽́̈́̚͜ͅͅm̷͓̖̘̾͗̂̍̔̀̽͛U̴͚̝̠̘̎̓̔͘s̸̢̞͕̣̫̫̮̈́͊̉T̵̬̠̜͖͍̾͜͜ ̴̨̫̹͇͇͙̰̟̿̀K̵͖̪̯̥̬̣͇̬̊̍̄̃̒́͆i̴̭͗̄̈́L̷̝̮͎̹͙̽̃̿̒l̴͇̻̼̫̣̙͖̳̉̃̿̍̑
The figure stares directly at you, never once looking away, and holds up three clawed fingers. It seems to wait expectantly.
Wherever you were sleeping and whatever you were wrapped up in, you are chilled to the bone. It's colder, somehow, than when you were outside in the snow. Deathly cold. As you start to take in your surroundings, you catch sight of a pair of glowing red eyes.
A figure seems to materialize around them, holding a plate of cookies and a glass of milk. It offers them both to you, then speaks in a gravelly voice.
The figure stares directly at you, never once looking away, and holds up three clawed fingers. It seems to wait expectantly.
OOC NOTES
Congratulations, you've been selected as a killer!
You can use this post to ask questions of Krampus before formulating your murder plot. You are limited to three questions, so ask them wisely! Krampus will disappear directly after answering the third one, although if your character didn't realize that's what's happening, you're of course welcome to have them waste it.
In the event that your character would refuse to drink the cookies and milk, or would refuse to kill, please let us know in your mod DM. :)
You can use this post to ask questions of Krampus before formulating your murder plot. You are limited to three questions, so ask them wisely! Krampus will disappear directly after answering the third one, although if your character didn't realize that's what's happening, you're of course welcome to have them waste it.
In the event that your character would refuse to drink the cookies and milk, or would refuse to kill, please let us know in your mod DM. :)
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He's absolutely not eating them right now, even if he can already connect the dots as to why it's being offered. He shivers and tries to pull a blanket around himself, but it doesn't seem to help.]
What purpose does killing someone serve here?
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Krampus continues to hold three fingers up.]
E̶̯̜̕a̴̧̜̹̳̓͝t̴̢̮̣̏͑̋.̷̮̙̆͗̇̌ ̸̳͆̐͑̑Y̵̧̬̜̑̀ö̴͈͙̬́͐͌̒ŭ̶̡̱̠̆̕ ̶̨̛̞̦̀͘m̵̨̠͋ŭ̶̙͜s̶͙͝t̴̙̓̅͐͗.
[He continues to offer the milk and cookies, but he will nod at the question.]
S̵̻̔̕͝ͅĥ̴̜̼͈ò̷͓̒̈̍u̷̥͝ļ̸̆̍͘ͅd̵̮̺̙̠̾̏̌͗ṋ̷̺̤͖̈́̒̓̚'̶̞̈̂̽̀t̵̙̣̝̀͘ ̶̼̀͝b̷̹̣̯̿̋́̂e̷̠͕̚̕ ̷̬͒͝ẖ̸̢̗̿̕͝ë̷̤̘́r̵̩̰̍́̎ẻ̴̟̻̐̏̀.̴̦̣̼͑̀̚ ̴̛̺̱͑̀̐N̸̞͇͌̀̑e̸̡͗͘ẽ̶̺͔̱͚̽̍d̴̨̬̳̻̎ ̸͉̽̒̃t̷̨́͝ǒ̵̙̮̀͝ ̸͕͙̼̼̆g̴̬̪̫̥̎̀ǫ̴̻̣̙͘.̷̡͛̄̀́ͅ.
[And he lowers one of his fingers.]
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[It's for both questions, but he's asking it as just one to try and be able to ask a third question.
Even though he's feeling cold and hungry, he's still not fully convinced that he actually needs to kill anyone. He can deal with being hungry and cold, he thinks, even if he's shivering and cold.]
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[Krampus puts a second finger down. It's not clear which question he's answering. But after a moment, he gestures to the milk and cookies.]
O̴̟̝͊͊̐̋u̷̦̔̆t̷̠̠̣̅̎ ̴̡̠̯̠̐õ̷̮͙̱̽f̸̱̅ ̸̝̰̼͔̕ţ̷̳̺͙̓͘i̷̘̿͋̚m̸̢͖̽e̶͎͌̒̍̓.̷̧̍ ̶̡̣̗̑̕M̵̖̻̦̊̆ų̵͙̼̾s̶̢̲̝̾t̶̘̲̱̊́̀́ ̸̮͚́͊d̶̦̤̦͖́̽ẻ̵͇́͒c̷̨̢̣̐̍̒̕i̷͙͌͗̔̈́d̷͉̾̐ẹ̷̔ ̵̛͍͈̒̈́n̴̨̡̢̨̡̛̬͓͓̻͓̳͍̠͓̝̹̜̰̜̫̳͔̝̱̪̠̟̼̣͓̝̟̜̬̣̞̻̯̼͓̹̜̰͖͚̪͈͇̔̿̿͗̀̆̄̀͌̅́̋̂̉͐̀̈͊̐͗̄̎̒͗̀̌̆͆̂́͊͌̆̂̿̽̎̈̚̚͘͘̚̕͜ǫ̶̨̧̧̢̡̛̛̟͓̹̝̙͙̺̜̱̠̮̫̪͎̟̤̮̳̥͙̞̦̲̬̦̣̹͉̹͖̘͎̼͎̠̜̩̜̳̦̳̜̙̣̙̼̮̐͋͊̈́̆͑̅̅̅̽͗̐̓̇́̈́͆͆̊͐͋̾̓̾͆͛͒̎͛͊̏͊̄̇͐̐́͆̔̔̒͆͋̔͌͑͊̄͂͆̓͂͑̾̌̋͌͘͘̕̕͜͠͠ͅͅͅw̸̨̧̯͓̤̱̝̜̩̜̯̫̝̺̰̱͓̟͇͕̯͍̤̲͕̼̳̮̻̦̯̤̠̟̮͙͔̥̭͇̻̣̫̥̞̮̲̞̗̠̟̲͇̯̮̦̼͖̒̈́͋̅͛̒̒̀̽͆̇̑̊̿͐̅̀̋̍̽͆́̏̌̈͋̓̈̉͑̉̌̈́̽̏͋̓̈̀̒̌͂̐͘̕̕̕͝͝͝͝͝͝ͅ.
[This is maybe a little clearer, because the feeling Bedivere has isn't mere hunger and cold. In fact, the biting cold has given way to something else - almost warmth, a feeling of being very far away from his body. The hunger still gnaws, but that too is going numb. The edge of his vision is going blurry, and it's become very hard to concentrate on anything at all. This is his body beginning to shut down.]
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It's a trap, he's sure it's a trap, but he's too cowardly to just accept his death. And it kills him inside to know that he's that weak.]
...two swords. May I have two swords to do this with?
[If he has to kill, he's going to do it on his terms.]
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Krampus lowers the third finger, and there's a sound of bell-like laughter.]
Ú̵͓͇̿̎͆̎̕n̸̝͓͓̣͌͜͜ḑ̷̝͒͒͑̔͂͊e̶͔̮̅͂͘ṙ̴̮̗͇̼̀̎ ̵̪͎̜͎̖́t̶̖̄̀̔̆͆̕h̷̨͔̑e̴̺̮̒̂̉̓̇͜͠ ̴̟͎̘̰̺̪̈́̈́ẗ̵͎̯̠̥̫̼͋̉͝r̶͍̖͋̾͝e̶̤̲̙̘̋̈́̉̏̑ȩ̷̛̹͍͔́͒̀̃͘.̸̪̝̄̑̎̎͐
[With that, he's gone. Bedivere will wake back up wherever he went to sleep. But he'll want to head out into the lounge in a hurry, to get there before anyone else sees.
Underneath the tree, he'll find two swords. One is red and white striped like a candy cane, and the other looks like a normal sword but has jingle bells dangling from the hilt. Both swords have a bow on them, and a tag that says To a Very Good Little Boy. Neither the bow nor the tag can be removed.]