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Kill the king, but leave queen consort and relatives be.

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Murder the king and his wife, leave other members of their family alive.

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Kill'em all!

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[Grimmash]

I'd say raed through to get a feel for the characters others have written.  You could very well summon the king, so it would be nice if that could be approached understanding how the various dwarves see it.  And you have some time.

[ColdBones]

PTW

I hope that skeezy king gets what's coming to him!

[Monitor Lisard]

So, how is it going, Rough Rogue? Was it possible for your browser to downlosd the save?

[Authority2]

I've finished reading and done half the year. Zombies invaded and we lost some woodcutters or masons. I recreated the Great Wall of China though, it should be done soon. After I'm done I'll screenshot from recorded movie and write a story.
Oh, the forges are done with making armor now. Should I make more?

[Grimmash]

There should be full sets for all current militia if you let my orders finish.  You just need to make sure it all gets equipped.  But we do have a ton of iron.

[RoughRogue]

Carps. Just got it, but it seems too late for me. Well, it's better for Chamberdrums to skip such an overseer. Who knows what could happen if the half-mad axedwarf gets an unlimited access to blade weed stocks... Whose turn is next?

[Monitor Lisard]

It's Autority2s turn now, and she took it already, but we haven't heard anything from her for a while.

[Authority2]

I'm still doing it, no worries :3

[RoughRogue]

And after her, is it Maskwolf or me who gets the turn? Update the players' list plz.

[4maskwolf]

Go ahead, RoughRogue. I don't have time right now for the game.

[Monitor Lisard]

Updated the turn list. While Authority2 is playing, here's my variant of the flag of Chamberdrums. Two black bullheads are a symbol of the local dwarven civilization.

[Authority2]

It's Authority2, there's a "h" in it.
Progress on the story is being made at breakneck speed, with a grand total of just over five sentences and zero illustrations! At this rate, it'll be ready before the end of the week... hehe, I'll try harder :3

[Ruhn]

Progress on the story is being made at breakneck speed, with a grand total of just over five sentences and zero illustrations! At this rate, it'll be ready before the end of the week... hehe, I'll try harder :3

Yeah we are anxious to get our hands on an update and make journal entries saying how much we fear for our lives enjoy your rule as crime boss!

[Monitor Lisard]

It's Authority2, there's a "h" in it.

Yeah, thank you.

[Authority2]

28 Obsidian, 136
19:05

In a dark chamber deep beneath the earth, seven figures, features hidden by heavy hoods, congregated.
A candle flared into life.
"We have a problem," Monitor Lizard said, her muffled voice echoing around the empty room.
She paced around the room, her cloth shoes making no sound on the smooth stone floor, then turned around dramatically with a swirl of her cloak.
"Grim." she said, pointing to him. "Nuckles. Da-"
"Hey now, what's the point of wearing disguises if you're gonna say our real names?" the half-named cloaked figure interrupted. She threw back her hood, shaking out her long green (green?) hair. "I dyed my hair for this, you know?"
Nuckles threw back his hood too. "Is that blade weed I smell?" he asked dreamily, following his nose like a dog. Daria swatted him.
Maskwolf looked puzzled. "Why would you-"
Monitor cleared her throat. "A problem!" she repeated. She lifted her hand to point again, then thought better of it. "All of us who were in the conspiracy to kill the king-"
There was a gasp. Monitor looked to the last hooded figure.
"Um. Nothing. I'm... just, uh, surprised- no! I... was mining earlier. Yeah, heehee, heavy labour, nothing special!"
A sigh.
Succinctness. That was the key. "We need a new overseer. And we're out of people who know."
The baroness turned in front of the candle, her cloak swirling and stirring the shadows.
"The king could very well come this year. We have to-"
Her nagging unease suddenly leapt to the forefront of her mind. There were six cloaked people in front of her... and six conspirators. She swore - she'd forgotten to count herself!
"A spy!" she shouted. One of the figures squeaked and looked around in a panic. "I'm sorry! I didn't know!"
Just then, the candle ignited her cloak and the room dissolved into chaos.