The Ninth Trial

[advisories]

Who: everyone
When: Day 18, starting just after dawn
Where: The Hermit's Tent, and all around

[This morning as the sun begins to pour through the train's windows, there's the tremor that signals a Trial.]

Come hither, Heroes. Prove thy worth. Or something like that!

[It's the same older man's voice from the sixth trial, and outside is the same fortune teller's stall. Today the front flap is lifted to show a normal interior -- there's a wooden table, carved with geometric patterns and painted in bright colours, lit by teal-coloured carved candles.

At the table sits a man of indeterminate age, somewhere between 30 and 60. He's wearing what appear to be monk's robes, teal with patterned trimming. In front of him is a crystal ball and a stack of bingo cards, along with a stand-up sign bearing the rules of this Trial.

Across the top in large font, it says:

Icebreaker Bingo

Good luck and have fun!]

Comments

[bowtiedbones]

But it’s not as cute!

Mmm... bed Naeva. I would say wed for her, since she’s great, but she’s a Queen and being a concubine might be too high-profile for me. Jusis seems like it would be more of a working relationship than a romantic one, but I’m okay with that, so marry him... Behead 80H? She’s pretty and smart, but I’m not going to date or sleep with someone that doesn’t have me on a first-name basis.

[bad_crowmance]

Your reasoning's pretty solid.

[bowtiedbones]

Big choices need thorough deliberation~

[bad_crowmance]

Of course! I wouldn't expect any less from you.

[bowtiedbones]

Thanks.

Your turn now! Same three.

[bad_crowmance]

Let's see....

Naeva's already got somebody she's into and would get offended if I offered to bed or wed her, so she's getting beheaded.

80H has that "polite and proper" kind of attitude that shows she really needs to lighten up a bit-- that's the kind of girl who can possibly get really freaky in the sheets. So I'll go with "bed" for her.

Which leaves Jusis to marry! He'd be a good trophy husband, and I didn't really want to kill him anyway.

[bowtiedbones]

Congratulations to Jusis, on being the most eligible bachelor.

[bad_crowmance]

Heh, I'd bet he wouldn't know how to react if he was told that!

[ It'd be funny. ]

[bowtiedbones]

You could call it an experiment and find out.

[bad_crowmance]

Good idea! I'll let you know how that goes.

[bowtiedbones]

Please do.

[bad_crowmance]

Of course.

[bowtiedbones]

Want to do another square?

[bad_crowmance]

Of course! Got one you really wanna do?

[bowtiedbones]

I want to race somebody!

[bad_crowmance]

[ He pounds a fist into the palm of his open hand. ]

Alright, let's do it!

[bowtiedbones]

[claps her hands, YESSS]

Great! Sprint or distance?

[bad_crowmance]

Let's go for sprinting!

[bowtiedbones]

First one around the outside tent five times wins?

[bad_crowmance]

Sounds good to me! On the count of three?

[bowtiedbones]

[sets her bag down somewhere safe, shaking out her feet]

Three!

[bad_crowmance]

[ He grins and loosens himself into a running stance. ]

Two!

[bowtiedbones]

One, go!!

[BOLTS]

[bad_crowmance]

[ He takes off only a split second after she does-- he's got long legs and he's pretty athletic, so he's moving forward as well as he can. He's fueled by a competitive streak a mile wide, but win or lose he'll have fun. ]

[bowtiedbones]

[racing Eliza is like racing a small zoomy dog. she is tiny but she is ALL FOR RUNNING]