3/22/2023 0 Comments Kindred league of legends![]() ![]() ![]() Instead, Magga tossed and turned, thinking about the looks on the audience’s faces as the coiled spurts of blood unfurled from her neckline. Magga moved closer to the crackling fire so its pops and whistles would drown out the irksome affections of her traveling companions.īut sleep never came. They had nattered on about the day the traveling company would stop in Jandelle, a town so perfect and peaceful they would set aside their vagabond ways to raise their child. Denji and Tria had fallen asleep in each other’s arms while whispering potential names for their unborn child into each other’s ears. The rest of the troupe built a fire and swapped stories. “Ungrateful players can sleep in the wilds,” Illusian spat, “where they shall hopefully find their manners.” He then threw the rest of the bedding into the long grass nearby. The inebriated auteur set out his bedroll in pride of place next to the wagon. Illusian was still smarting from Denji and Tria’s words when he motioned to Parr, their wagoner, to stop and make camp. And so, the Orphellum Mechanicals agreed to contract Magga to die in all their dramatics for the foreseeable future. Because of his attitude-and obvious mediocrity-they were facing a drought of fresh faces. Luckily for her, the Mechanicals had recently lost several actors due to Illusian’s insistence on complete artistic control. ![]() Had she not stowed away in the wandering troupe’s wagon, she would certainly be somewhere far more miserable. Magga, the youngest of the bunch, agreed with Tria and Denji’s diagnosis, but kept her mouth shut. Illusian argued that complicated plots detracted from a good death scene. Tria and Denji lambasted their playwright over the quality of his plots, which fell into a predictable structure: tragedy strikes maiden, death finds maiden, death takes maiden. The night wore on, and the troupe had descended into bickering. He staggered around, drunk on his own accolades-as well as the wine Parr had grifted from the locals. Needlebrook always delivered a good audience, Illusian, the company’s owner and sole dramaturg, explained once more. Instead, a veil of clouds stretched across the night sky. They’d gotten what they paid for.īy the time the Mechanicals had staggered back to their wagon and set off in the direction of Needlebrook, there were no stars to be seen. Ribbons of red fabric unspooled to the delighted pips and yelps of the audience. At the threat of Wolf’s bite, she triggered the device sewn into her blouse’s collar. With the twin threats of plague and war on the tongues of those in neighboring protectorates, death dramas were all the rage.ĭenji, the actor portraying both Lamb and Wolf, descended upon the young actress, awkwardly baring wooden fangs. The audience seemed enraptured by the unfolding dramatics of the Orphellum Mechanicals. “I am but a poor young maiden! Please, let my piteous cry fall on all four of thine ears.” “There is naught ye can do to stave off thine end,” growled Wolf. On cue, Lamb spun around, revealing the second mask–that of the Wolf. Any nuance in her performance was buried beneath the ear-splitting delivery of her scream. Magga refused, as she had thirteen times before. “Hark! Do I hear a plea for my keenest arrow? Come, child, let the warmth of your heart fade into the cold embrace of oblivion.” He approached Magga, the white mask of the Lamb facing her. As per tradition, they were played by one actor, his head covered by two opposing masks. With a puff of smoke and glittering powder, Kindred made a grand entrance upon the stage. “Oh, but how wondrous a dream is life? Only now-too late!-do I wake to see its myriad of splendors,” she bemoaned. The actress went through the motions of stumbling to her death while shouting her final words for all to hear. Its putrid flesh had, as always, infected her with carrionshade. ![]() She had bitten into a rotten apple–yet again. "Magga was about to die for the fourteenth time. ![]()
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