same here have fun everyone!

I've signed up...again

no account

and capricorn is full..

what to do?

can i sign up here Arsy
I'm in?

if capri is indeed full, this is one more thing arsy didnt anticipate

k..sent u a mail

TMK

u goin down

BTW..can we not kill me first this time?? it lead to nothing but trouble...

i sent a mail!

no i was not mafia last game..
but i got killed off first..

and the game i was mafia(a game ago) i wasn't killed off

funny how things work..

gmt time checking

lol

i vote TMK

only a mafioso can think about killing people before the game even starts

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The great lands of Gallador - the beautiful place where the gifts of mother nature never cease to amaze. This perfect land where the grass is actually greener than on the other side. And in the middle of this land, between the gigantic mountains and fierce waterfalls, lies Bishopthorpe Castle - a castle of the grandest stature. Immense walls surround the wonderful courtyard, showing off the most delightful gardens you have ever seen. The living quarters were also beyond exquisite, made of architectural grandeur and fit for one hundred kings.

Within the finest and most dazzling chambers of all, the King of Gallador resided. The sole person responsible for changing it all. As exactly thirty years ago, the day after his crowning, things already started to change. Almost as if people could feel the good intentions the King had for this land. And in the 30 years to the present day, the land kept growing more fertile and beautiful each day, it was a magical period these 30 years and the people were happy, truly happy.

But, unaware to the King, not everyone was happy. There was one in this land whose heart was filled with greed, anger and lust. His heart as black as the night. This man arrived at Bishopthorpe Castle two years previously and from the moment he arrived he felt the disgusting happiness residing in this land, yet instead of leaving, he was determined to make this land a living hell where fear would rule and not happiness. During the two years to the present day, he discovered the presence of two other strong sorcerers and he was absolutely certain that one of them played a major part in the cause of all this happiness. He decided that there was only one option, to kill and remove the king and the sorcerer responsible for this sickening happiness.

A plan was forged and seven subjects were found that were weak enough to be convinced to go ahead with his plans. Weakened by grief and jealousy he found them - oh yes! they were perfect. Using his mastered arts of illusions he learned from his master, he started to magnify their weaknesses gradually. Even though they were already weak, the happiness was incredible and it took a full two years to finally turn that weakness into anger and ingratitude. Seven souls were eventually turned by this dark sorcerer, abiding his every wish, but little did they know what was truly happening.

It was time for the final phase of his plan, the main aim and overall goal - to assassinate the king, the prince and the white sorcerer. Everything was set in motion and tonight it would all be over. The eight returned to their chambers to await nightfall.

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Meanwhile, the King's advisor paced through the halls of the castle. For 28 years he guided and helped the King make this land as pure as it was today. But the last two years he felt the intrusion of something dark and evil. Unfortunately, it was too small and he couldn't trace where it was coming from. For two whole years it had troubled him and the last two weeks the power seemed to increase and that worried him even more. He had a bad feeling about this - something was going to happen, something had to be done. He spent the whole day searching the castle, probing and casting spells to find out what was going on, but without luck - this evil was hidden and it wasn't going to be easy finding it.

It was just before midnight as he was about to return to his chambers when he felt a surge of energy rush through him, he directly faced in the direction of the origin and he knew what just had happened. Someone had cast a spell out in the open. He immediately phased to the exact location and almost tripped as he appeared directly on top of two dead bodies. He looked down and saw two dead guards, both with a large hole where their hearts had been. He sensed the magical residue on their bodies and felt that the caster was nearby and had to be heading towards the King's chambers. He phased as fast as he could but as he arrived at the Royal Quarters he saw seven figures at the foot of the door. He could sense the power coming from the leader of this group. This man was as strong as he was...

The dark sorcerer held up his hands and two large green beams sprung out of his hand as he yelled to his six subjects "Quickly, I will deal with him. Kill the King and his son!". The white mage cast a large bright forcefield around himself and sped towards the door. The green energy splashed around the forcefield leaving him unharmed, but he knew it wouldn't fend off the dark magic for much longer. As he approached the group he felt the pressure of the dark magic trying to penetrate his shield, but he only needed it to hold a little while longer. Just as he was next to the dark sorcerer he lifted the shield and forced all his energy into one large white beam. The white beam pierced the opposing green beam and hit the sorcerer, throwing him back against the wall.

The King's advisor quickly hurried into the chamber where he found the King and Prince cornered, trying to fend off the seven traitors holding their swords. Exhausted from the excessive magic usage, he was just able to create a strong gust of wind which knocked the traitors off their feet and to the ground. He sped towards the King and Prince, grabbed them by the hands and phased them into safety.

"What the hell was that?!" the King yelled.

"It seems a dark sorcerer has been living in the castle for a number of years, Your Highness. He just made an attempt on your life" the advisor calmly responded.

The King dropped to his knees and couldn't believe that there was evil in his lands. The white mage put a hand on his shoulder and said "I think it is best if I cloak you and your son so that you both remain hidden from plain sight until we find and remove the traitors. I also suggest you appoint two of your knights to secretly look for these traitors. Be careful, don't trust anyone until it is over."

The white sorcerer held his hands in front of the King and Prince and changed their appearances, shielded the magical residue and transported them to another part of the castle. He then erased his own memory of the event. He feared the dark sorcerer and no one could know where the King was, not even himself. The lands of Gallador had to be preserved. He was determined to focus all of his power into finding and removing the traitors - for the King, for Gallador and for the memory of his parents.

He rushed back to the King's chambers, but as he had feared they had already disappeared.

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Meanwhile, the dark sorcerer sat down on his bed thinking over his next step. He knew a new plan had to be made as he expected the King and Prince to be cloaked and in hiding by now. There was a knock on the door as one of the traitors entered, asking what they should do next. The sorcerer paused for a moment and then said "We will wait till nightfall, then we will start killing everyone in this damned castle one by one until we find the King and his cursed sorcerer."

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In another part of the castle, a sole figure sat in his room, small black energy bursts emerged from his fingertips and exploded in the air in front of him. He had traced his brother all the way to the castle. It was time to show who really was the best sorcerer. He knew his brother was here, but it had been 15 years since they last saw each other and he would have to wait until he slipped up and gave away his exact location.

He rested his eyes for a bit but he suddenly felt the surge of immense magic coming from the other side of the castle. But wait... it seemed like there were two different origins, where there two sorcerers in this castle?

He dashed towards the origin of the magic, already holding two large black energy balls in his hands ready to strike. However he was too late. As he arrived to the spot he just saw a dark figure phasing out and the magical residue was not clear enough to pinpoint where he had relocated to. The sole figure cursed and returned to his chambers. Starting tonight, he would initiate a new search method to find his brother and the second mysterious magic user. Yes, he would kill everyone in this castle, one by one, until he found them both.

The sorceror smiled as he glanced out of his open window at the Royal Gardens. A single black raven had perched on one of the trees and looked from side to side before flying off into the sky. It had been startled by the toll of a bell which had started ringing through the castle, signalling the setting of the sun.

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Is is the first **** NIGHT **** phase of the game!
Traitors, knights, cleric and SoD all have until 20:00 GMT on Sunday to send their decisions to Random01 in #1458 and Shi Shi #1426.