THE THIRD TRIAL

[strangerpeople]

THE THIRD TRIAL

[Once the final clues are found, the unsettling chimes sound three times again. However, the Debate Hall doors do not open for the Titled. At least, not for a moment or so.

When they do, though, and the Titled descend the stairs, they will find that the desks have been completely updated, up through the deaths of the previous night. It is...unsettling. Have they truly lost half their numbers in such a short time? But, what can they do about it?


The logs are on the desks, and the Intercessor finishes up the final touches of the evidence they made, placing it on the desks.

There is no chanting on the stage. The dragon, also, seems to be gone, leaving only traces of arms and legs and goo. So, the Intercessor simply goes and sits on the stairs, looking at the remaining survivors. They sound tired as they speak.]

All right. Everyone...do your best. Take your time, and...good luck.


[The trial of Raphtalia, the Dreamstrider, and Farkas, the Outcast, has begun.]

Comments

[poorlovefool]

[Eric sighs, but there's nothing new to see anyway... he'll unbutton without complaints this time.]

Don't forget to look for signs of a chip too. I don't know if it really got stuck in someone but...

[Well it'd be nice? Healing potion probably couldn't take care of that.]

[zephyranthe]

Got it. Hope you don't mind me going through your stuff, then.

[Hope you don't keep embarrassing things (or metal chips) in your clothes, Eric?!]

[poorlovefool]

[Gasp it's a metal glint!!

False alarm, it's just his cool letter opener. And the couple of necklaces he's gotten and the nice cellphone.]

[zephyranthe]

[Well, at least he doesn't have enough weapons for everyone and their mom, so that's an improvement over what Jr. had.]

Guess we're all clear here, too.