THE KNIGHT

[foundationmods]

THE KNIGHT

Ripley wakes up in her room on Monday morning, with a Staff member handing her an envelope. When she opens it, Ripley will find a letter announcing that she's the Knight...

OOC INFO

- The Knight is a Town aligned role that can protect one player from being killed on Thursday night. The Knight will either be with them that night if the protection isn't activated, or elsewhere if someone makes an attempt on their charge's life.

- The Knight has a 50/50 chance of surviving an attack, provided the would be murderer is human. If it's a mafia member, the Knight will die in their charge's place.

- The Knight wins if all the mafia are killed, and if they survive the game.

TIPS

As the Knight, you can protect those closest to you. Even if it ends in your death, you can die with your conscience clear and unfettered that they will be safe. However, you'll always have to wonder if the one you're protecting really deserves it...

MURDER PROPOSALS | ROLE USE

Comments

[xenoqueen]

Yes, but I doubt you'll answer them.

[She crosses her arms, an expression of irritation on her face.

...Well, it's worth a shot, right?]

Do any of the other...guests here pose a risk to us?

[foundationmods]

Their rooms are up on the Second Floor. They are well behaved, though they can be a little rambunctious from time to time. However, they won't bother you during the game.

[xenoqueen]

[Ripley puts her hands on her hips, twisting her mouth to the side. She doesn't seem satisfied with that, alone, but it's good enough for now.]

No more questions. Now, if you don't mind, I'd prefer that you leave.

[foundationmods]

[There's a curt nod (which seems slightly mechanical, or at least incredibly well practiced), and that ever-present smile.]

Of course! Please call on us any time you need something.

[And with that, the Staff leaves the room.]

[xenoqueen]

[don't trust like that. ripley just shakes her head and turns to go back to sleep, grumbling slightly under her breath.]

[foundationmods]

[Well.

The moment she does, There's the lightest tap at her shoulder.]

[xenoqueen]

[Well that's concerning!! Ripley jumps a little, whirling around to try and see the culprit.]

I told you to leave me alone--

[foundationmods]

[There's no one there.

Yet...she can feel a hand trying to take her own? And...

wave it up and down.

Are they trying to shake hands?]

[xenoqueen]

[this is

really weird.

The only conclusion she can possibly draw right now is that this must be one of the other 'guests' from upstairs, maybe. She stares down at her hand, then up at the empty space in front of her. Yep. Still feels like there's someone grabbing her hand and trying to shake it.]

Uh. Hello?

[foundationmods]

[They gently flip over her hand, palm side up - and then, it feels like a finger is writing into her palm.]

Things are going to get worse before they get better.

Protect them for me.

[xenoqueen]

[Ripley almost jerks away, but then frowns as she realizes that whoever is here is trying to communicate. When they stop, she stares down at her palm, her face marred with confusion.]

Wait--who's 'them?' Who are you? Why did you come here?

[foundationmods]

I can't say right now. I'll explain in a few hours.

I'm The Apprentice. And I'm not your enemy.

I only want to help.

[xenoqueen]

[Ripley doesn't reply, at first. Her forehead creased with worry, she runs a free hand through her hair. She lets out a dry, humorless laugh.]

Well, it's not like I have much choice but to wait. [She grimaces.] I'll see you then, Apprentice. Or...uh. I guess I won't.

[Gestures to the air in front of her.]

[foundationmods]

Thank you.

I tried to stop what's about to happen, but I couldn't. You've been strong all throughout this. Please stay that way.

[With that, the presence squeezes her hand - not painfully, but as if to underline that and try to give some comfort.

And then, the pressure leaves - and you get the feeling the presence is gone now.]