Markus Thaowan: The Great Captain from Asaea

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Cadwalader Owain Jones: The Great Captain from Wales

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Celina Lucyna and Cadwalader open the door to what used to be Billybob's room. They find it still lit, still showing signs of habitation. Cadwalader checks under the bed, trying to find some clue as to his disappearance. Celina, meanwhile, is going through what remained of Billybob's personal effects, trying to do the same. Both are keeping their senses sharp, trying to determine if one of their hosts is approaching them.

"Found anything yet?"

Lloyd walks into the room, holding his head.

"Misjudged that wine, boyo?"

"This hangover could kill a horse."

"I've found his diary, anyway," Celina …

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Austonio Machete Michelangelo Rasputin Elder III, Esquire, Practicing Wizard at Law: The batshit insane general.

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Tian Sheng/Christian Kenway: The mercenary assassin general.

Yao Long, Markus Thaowan, and Ryan walk down a hallway which appears to be a dead end. At the end is a makeshift camp, where they had been alternating watches to ensure the entrance didn’t close and switch places while they weren’t looking.

Christian Kenway rose from the mattress, nodding at Markus. “Well, I’m up now.”

“So that means I take this watch. Good luck.”

“I’m against Austonio. Yao and Ryan will need it more.”

Yao Long and Ryan enter the passageway, marking their route. They turn right, feigning nonchalance. They see no one in the hallway itself, but pass r…

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James Evans: The Irish general who seeks revenge on the English

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Lloyd Kumar: The Great Captain from India who seeks mercenary contracts and writing materials

“What the hell happened to Billybob?”

“Do we care?”

“Not about him – anything that happens to him might happen to us.”

Lloyd, Celina, and Cadwalader are sitting in the mess hall, trying to figure out what happened to Billybob. As Celina pointed out, they didn’t care as much about Billybob himself – they were more interested in what power their hosts had over them.

So you’ve noticed, have you? Well, I’ve left a clue or two in his room. Lloyd sighs. Out of all the hosts he could have gotten, he had to have the one that ran this tournament.

“Well, Leo says he left some clues in his room…

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0 Months, 0 Days, 18 Hours.</br>

Lloyd sits in his tent, examining the candle-lit contents of the small chest he was given – part of the terms of this contract. The exact details of the contract were hazy to him, but all he knew was that he had to take the castle before him.

He looks up from a remarkable well-drawn birds-eye of the area to the eight figures standing before him.

“Crossbow Commander Errol, step forward.”

“Yes, sir.” One man of the eight stepped forth, in plated c…

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Yao Long, the general from the Orient who seeks revenge against the Mings

Attacking

Celina Lucyna, the general from Rome whose home was razed by barbarians

Note: This battle and the last will determine the fate of the tournament. I've been getting very few votes, so the amount of votes I do get will determine if the tourney gets cancelled or not.

Bloody wonderful, Lloyd thought, our hosts can change our goddamn reality.

Thought you might find that interesting. The door's still there, the combination's the same. Just not where you thought it was.

Leo's gleeful taunting did nothing to lighten his mood.

"Fucking shit. He changed where the fucking door is," He says aloud. He's led five people to where the door was. They had decided in a meeting last ni…

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