[h1][i]The Fat King[/i][/h1]

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[h3]Other Aids[/h3]

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[h3]Objectives[/h3]

[list][*]Protect the Queen and Princess.
[*]Discover who the Bridge Lord impostors are.
[*]Apprehend or kill if necessary the Bridge Lord impostors.[/list]

[h3]Rules[/h3]

1. [b]Servants[/b]. This scenario is mostly challenging because the players do not know who is the impostor and who isn't. Unfortunately, there isn't that much action in this scenario. This scenario challenges the psychology and the characters' abilities to discern friend from foe. Players can utilize NPC servants if necessary for their posts, but there will be servants who play a key role in the scenario controlled by the GM.
2. [b]Decisions[/b]. The decisions your characters make in this scenario can dramatically effect the game. The correct decisions are not going to be revealed or given to you, so you'll have to do your best. Whatever happens happens.
3. [b]Explore[/b]. Feel free to explore the castle. Characters may uncover clues.
4. [b]Bridge Lords[/b]. The Bridge Lords are aware that the king hired some mercenaries to protect his castle and family. They know who you are, but you don't know who they are. Be careful traversing the castle alone, they may take advantage of an opportunity to catch your character off guard and end his/her life.
5. [b]Read the rules.[/b] Some of you may need to read this slowly, thoroughly and more than once. These rules are here for you to refer back to. If you follow these rules, then there won't be any problems and you will enjoy a fun scenario. Be advised that more rules may be added.
[@Cyrania][@Fetzen][@Ashevelendar]
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[center][h3][i]The Great Hall[/i][/h3][/center]

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At the far end of the hall, the resonating knock of two wooden doors unfolding traveled across the room. Wearing a yellow, gold-tinged gown was the queen with her dark hair stacked like an ice cream cone upon her head and decorated with thin gold chains and sunflower petals. To her right was her young daughter, wearing a white and pink tinged gown with her hair braided and wrapped a top of her head with pearls and pink flower petals - clearly cash shop items. Holding their skirts, the two entered the room amidst an announcement:

"Now presiding, Her Majesty, Queen Abatha Bridgewater and her daughter, Princess Madeleine!"

Two soldiers wearing bronze (in color) armor escorted the women to the table and before anyone took a seat, they stopped as though waiting...the two royal guards gave those that were seated an irritable look as though they should had known royal etiquette. One guard muttered:

"Was respect listed as a requirement on the poster?"

Queen Abatha who seemed to have taken more interest in her nails answered nonchalantly, "Probably not."

Princess Madeleine stared at the three guests with her eyes glimmering with interest. She didn't see too many non-humans. Well...actually, she didn't get to see too many of anything really. Her mother kept a close eye on her.

"Whatever. Let's just sit and get this over with," the queen said.

The guards slid the chairs out for both women and made sure they were comfortably seated before they took their seats next. If the three were expecting a warm welcome, they didn't get one.

"I don't know why the king insisted on hiring these plebeians. Are we not doing our jobs?" asked the princess's guard.

"Apparently not," the queen's guard replied. They appeared to be having a conversation as though the guests didn't exist.

The queen peered down at her meal, and found her glass of wine to be more worth her time. She cupped it and spoke, "It's only for one night. The fat bastard will be back in no time. He doesn't like traveling, and if there wasn't a banquet at the meeting, then the meeting will be short."

Princess Madeleine blushed in embarrassment at her mother's frankness. In front of the guests! "[i]Mother[/i]..." she whispered at first, and then corrected herself. "[i]I mean...my queen.[/i]"

"I'm only being honest, dear. It's no secret," she said before raising the glass to her lips.