In the morning, the town comes back to life. Birds crow overhead, a snake nearby hisses, a lingering coyote dips behind a shop before disappearing into the wild. It's a frightening contrast to the stillness of yesterday but it doesn't mean it's over yet. After all, today is the trial.
The Sheriff stands on the porch of the Town Hall and brings his hand up to his mouth to let out a whistle. He'll thumb back to the Hall behind him and very clearly state --
"Trial time, folks. Get in here and figure out who did it."
And then he'll turn to leave before pausing and adding on,
"Bring a snack or somethin' too.
The Town Hall is set up more like a court house, a Judge's bench at the front but instead of at center, it's off to the side as if more for observation than participation. There's a table at the front of the room already holding a small box and a pad of papers and pen, for voting apparently. A side room containing only a metal gurney is next and today it's obvious why there's a gurney there at all with the corpse, resting right on top of it. Aside from that, there are rows for everyone to take a seat and it's only after everyone is inside and settled, that the doors close and the Sheriff speaks.
"Well, have at it. You've got till nine."
And then, he points to a clock on the wall that reads 12:00. Good luck.
Welcome to the trial post! Characters are free to discuss everything related to the trial here. They won't be let out of the room until 9PM when voting ends. Every character must vote and the voting post can be found here.
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robowest2017-01-28 12:00 pm
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Ah... that's kind of terrible, to use you like that. But you're very lordly and responsible, so I think you're doing well at it. Some of my owners had been lords.
[ She really is! ...And guess what she unlocked: ]
The two who were worth this wish [ and everything that came with it ]... My owner betrayed their owner, and thanks to laws about honor at the time... He had to kill himself. It's a well-known tragic story, because they were brothers who were separated as children, only to be obstacles to eachother in a family feud.
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[and even learning that she wasn't the true Maxwell didn't take that away from her. and now that she was the rightful Lord of Spirits, her attitude served her well]
. . . I'm sorry for your tragedy. Was your owner human. . .?
[because that kind of conflict sounds very quintessentially human]
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[ A good attitude, and she deserved that role after the old Maxwell did his thing and poofed. ((Please know that Pear loves her a ton and if she could make longer tags that that didn't have to be on topic... yeah.)) ]
Yes. I've always been owned by humans, and many over the years. You think after thousand years, they'd make more sense.
But that's okay. I like people. I like everyone here... So do your best to take care of them.
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[her smile grows a little fond. they are, after all, talking about her favorite animal]
That's what's so charming about humans. Despite what you think you know about them, they always continue to surprise you.
[she squares her shoulders proudly]
It is my duty as the new Lord of Spirits to protect humans and spirits alike. I can assure you, I will do anything within my power to achieve that goal.