Sorry, I was busy sleeping
No they didnāt.
They got deals.
TWL got some weird double deal thing Marshal made.
You got Information.
Sadly get nothing out of it to confirm it.
You know i would hope that tomorrow the info or deal actually does something.
End of Day Votecount
| Accused | Voters | No. of Votes |
|---|---|---|
| oB_L1ght | Apprentice, Wazza, Zone_Q11, TrustworthyLiberal, TheBlueElixir, ModeShifter | 6/6 |
| Apprentice | ob_L1ght | 1/6 |
| Not Voting | Italy, Intensify, Centuries, sulit | 4 |
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@Aelin has been executed! He wasā¦
Kronos
Titan Dreaming God
You are Kronos, king of Titans. Long ago, at the behest of Gaia, you killed your father, his blood spilling across the earth and creating all the great monsters of the world. You are the origin of the upstart Olypmians. They defeated you, and trapped you in Tartarus, but you have escaped, and have gathered together the Titans and Giants, great sons and daughters of Gaia, to reclam your glory. Neither mortal nor divine may stand in your way.
Each night, you may call on one of your allies to aid you. Select one of the following effects from this list. They will have varying degrees of power and most of these will help you in some way. You can not call on the same ally twice.
- Mnemosyne
- Perses
- Menoetius
- Phoebe
- Theia
- Themis
- Calypso
- Metis
- Tartarus
- Pontus
- Rhea (Iād recommend against this one. Sheās still pretty mad at you for eating her kids)
Defeat Olympus and any neutrals that stand in your way
Night 4 has begun and will end in 24 hours, at 2020-07-01T00:15:00Z. Actions will lock an hour before then.
The time had come. The Olympian army stood before the stolid mountains of Delphi, the pillars of the prophetessās temple dribbled faintly with the skyās blight. But most of all, they noticed the great serpent Python, a being of malevolance that long ago clogged the Oracle before he was killed by Apollo. All hope seemed lost. Noticing the army, the beast attacked. In itsā serpentine onslaught, chaos broke out, horses bolted, supplies burned. But suddenly, the army noticed something.
āHeās not attacking that one!ā a soldier shouted. āThat guy must be a Titan spy!ā The soldiers rushed towards the figure at the center of the serpentās malestrom. The figure sharply swung his hand up like a broken clockhand, and the soldiers were swept off their feet and spluttered with poison. The cloak fell away from the manās face, and he began to expand. A great ethereal beard sprouted from his face as his shoulders bulged with muscles. And in the hand, clutched delicately yet firmly, was a great sycthe. It was none other than Kronos himself, king of the Titans.
The battle was long, and arduous. Even weakened by his time in the grip of Tartarus, Kronos was a being of frightening power, his scythe cutting through people and seconds alike. The clouds seemed to darken further. And then, suddenly, the dark clouds above rumbled, not with thunder but with something more diabolic. Kronos looked up and saw the subtle rake forming through the clouds, and, fr the first time, gulped in grim determination.
At that moment, the great Titan King was stabbed through the heart. He fell forward, stunned, and then through the earth, back to the great pit. The celebration was long and great. Python, seeing the Titan slain, retreated deep into the Oracleās cave, to be picked off by Apollo once more later. But something nagged at the leaders of the Olympian army. The clouds had not changed. Some pernicious influence remained in the mortal world, and it had to be eliminated.
They could not disband yet.
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