EVENT LOG: GRAVES

[inthenightmods]

EVENT LOG:
GRAVES

characters: everyone.
location: Bonfire Square.
date/time: July 12-19.
content: mysterious shrines appear and bring visions of death.
warnings: likely violence and potentially gore.

time to pay your respects.

It happens when no one is looking, when most of the town is asleep and the rest are inside. A makeshift cemetery has come to Beacon, taking up residence in the middle of Bonfire Square. Each monument, shrine, and altar is dedicated to someone who now resides here, a memorial of their previous life.

Some may be drawn by curiosity, others by fear, and some may simply have to pass through this strange graveyard to get to the Bonfire itself. Whenever a person gets near, the altars beckon with a mysterious urge— an urge to approach, and an urge to leave something behind. They will feel compelled to make offerings at the various shrines, but doing so has a curious effect; it causes one to experience the death of the person whose grave they've honored.

Whether you resist the compulsion or give in willingly (or something in between), you'll also have to wrestle with the fact that a grave exists for you. Will you let your death be known, or try your best to keep it secret? Destroying it sure won't work, as it will return— with a duplicate somewhere else in town.

However you choose to deal with this, one thing is hard to ignore— this a tangible reminder of your death, and the fact that it's probably permanent.

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Comments

[voktys]

⟪ There is want in his eyes, plain as daylight, in a way it has never been there before. Certainly, he had been younger when she'd last seen him, and granted, she'd not looked his way in quite the manner yet. Times have changed, since, four years for him and a few weeks for her. An eternity, each in their own way, but perhaps this is what death is like.

At any rate, she shifts forward, as if to kiss him, but remembers where she is just before she breaks. ⟫

Will you join me in my chamber for tonight?

⟪ To feel something, anything, she doesn't say it, doesn't think she needs to. It would be safer to go to Rafe –– but then, Rafe is guarding his own grave, and Rafe wants people out of his head. What Melisandre wants, right now, is to leave Westeros. She can't do that alone. ⟫

[song_of_ice]

[He knows that this is a bad idea, but somehow doing the right thing is too exhausting at this point. What did it lead to in the end? What was the point of holding to that suffocating honor now when he was dead? He was numb to so much, the only overwhelming emotion being rage. It needed to be expressed, to be released and let him feel alive.

He leans in, ready for her kiss, accepting it as he never had before, but she is the one to draw back. He could only nod, following her as she lead him towards his room.

No regret and no further thought, giving himself over to a decision he must have made before even coming to the chapel.]

[voktys]

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