The Burning Moth
System: LARP
Deltagare: 12 spelare
Av
✏️ | Anita Murray |
Beskrivning
Being a peculiar murder mystery for twelve incurably curious players
Written by Anita Murray
The path is lined with hanging men,
who hum single-mindedly in discord.
The city is closed behind you,
glimmering citadels of steel and stained glass.
The somnambulist King has slit his throat on
your threshold,
and the dead writhe in glee.
Odd that.
Only inhabitants of The House of Crossed Paths are
able to do magic in its vicinity.
And the hanging men only hum during a strong surge of
magic - they’re like weathervanes in that way.
Plus there’s the small complication that all
magical deaths require a B12 form signed by the
king,which none of you have.
Your cleaner also quit this morning and the
writhing dead are ruining the carpets.
Spelat på
Gaelcon (2012) |
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