EVENT LOG: GRAVES

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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

[policier]

( They haven't spoken to each other since their conversation on the network, but Javert has seen hat face around on more than one occasion. He's never gone out of his way to talk to him, Javert has never been that sociable or pestering, but when he sees Raylan halfway bent across the bar, he makes it his business to check on him. )

Hey.

( He takes the seat next to him, and places his hand on Raylan's back in an attempt to shake him out of his drunken stupor. )

I think it's time for you to get back to your room.

[ultimatums]

[ oh, this just cannot be happening. raylan is not going to allow it. he's shaken, and he lifts his head, but that's about as far as this is going to go. javert will gain no more ground here. ]

Think it's time for you to get your hands off of me.

[policier]

Wouldn't have to if you weren't sprawled all over the bar.

( He does pull his hand away, though, and stays seated in the stool next to Raylan's. If he's leaning slightly into his space, it's only because he wants to be within arm's length of him, should he stumble out of his chair. The next words out of his mouth are a little more stern than before. )

You've had enough now, come on. Let's get you back home.