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AoGRAM T1 Timeline - 12/26/24
Esvel: Hey, Dan! Daaaannn!
Danzmyr: Esvel? Do you need something?
Esvel: Yeah, yeah, it’s actually super urgent. Y’see, I’m conducting a survey. With everyone here, except Araglar. For… data collection purposes.
Danzmyr: I see. Well, I’d be happy to help. What do you need to know?
Esvel: What’s your, y’know… type? In a partner?
Danzmyr: …ah, it’s not too specific, really. I’m partial to blonde hair, some sort of updo… Another elf, probably. Someone mature and wise. Taller than me, but only by two inches or so.
Esvel: Uh, wow… Do you have a preferred eye color, too?
Danzmyr: prefer eye color to remain ambiguous.
Esvel: What does that even… y’know what, nevermind. Thanks.
Danzmyr: Out of curiosity, have you already collected this data from everyone else?
Esvel: Yep. You’re the last one!
Danzmyr: Ah. So you wouldn’t happen to know about the type of, um-- nevermind. I’m sure you’re busy.
Esvel: Wait, Da-- aaaand he’s gone. That was weird! He’s talked to me enough to know that I’ve always got free time…
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(Prisoner 005) Samako Matsukura Interrogation Questions 11-15
Q11: Do you consider yourself extroverted?
Not at all.
Q12: Are there any prisoners who you really dislike?
Hm, let's see. Qibra is abrasive and not funny, and Esvel is a slacker.
Q13: Do you value your relationships above all else?
What relationships?
Q14: What do you think of the warden?
They refused to hear me out.
Q15: Do you care more about the journey or the destination?
The destination. I want to hit the absolute ceiling of magical skill.
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(Prisoner 005) Samako Matsukura Interrogation Questions 6-10
Q6: What is your favorite flavor?
I like fruity sweets with a hint of floral to them.
Q7: Do you prefer animals or people?
Animals will chew up all of my work and ruin my day, but people... well, let's just say they can ruin lives.
Q8: Do you speak any languages besides Common?
Elvish, Dwarvish, Gnomish, and I'm learning Draconic.
Q9: How devoted are you to your god(s)?
I don't often need to look to gods for guidance. But just in case, I have a shrine to Azuth in my dorm, like most magic students.
Q10: On average, how much time do you spend working in a day?
Whenever I'm not sleeping.
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(Prisoner 005) Samako Matsukura Interrogation Questions 1-5
Q1: Do you play any instruments?
No, but I can sing well.
Q2: Which do you value more: intelligence or wisdom?
Intelligence is much more important for getting somewhere in the world.
Q3: What is your favorite cantrip?
I've always been fond of acid splash.
Q4: What is the worst part about being held in this castle?
Not being able to practice magic. Obviously.
Q5: If you could go back home right now, who is the first person you would talk to?
My moms.
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Samako and Esvel's Interrogation Questions will be postponed by a day or to due to holidays. Samako’s will probably go up first as well.
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AoGRAM T1 Timeline - 12/24/24
Samako: Danzmyr. Hey. Danzmyr. I have a question.
Danzmyr: I might have an answer.
Samako: Correct me if I'm wrong, but I believe it is generally believed to be true that besides a few notable exceptions, most drow's eyes are red. Yours are gray. Why?
Danzmyr: Oh, I love telling this story! The eyes I was born with were indeed red, but shortly after coming to the surface, I realized--
Samako: The quick version, if you will.
Danzmyr: A wizard did this strange… favor for me as payment for a job. An odd little ritual where he cured the sunlight sensitivity in my eyes, although it did little for the rest of my body. Whatever kind of spell it was, it had the side effect of changing my eye color.
Samako: I have never heard of such a ritual. You have piqued my interest. Would you mind telling me everything you remember about this ritual?
Danzmyr: Well, I can certainly try...
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(Prisoner 006) Esvel Elmwood Trial 1 Voting Period #1
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Until the Sun Rises - (Prisoner 006) Esvel Trial 1 MV transcript
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The MV starts with a few shots of a beautiful town, half-decorated for a festival. The sun hangs high in the sky and various people run about making preparations, Esvel included. It looks like he’s in charge, judging by how he interacts with the others, and the final finishing touches are put on the grounds before Esvel claps his hands and suddenly the area is filled with celebrating people. He mingles among them, looking like he’s having a pretty good time, but keeps staring at the town gate, which is open and unguarded. (“Keeping up a smile to hide my longing / As I wait, I save a special face just for you / Every shadow’s your silhouette, every person has your eyes / Yet none of them are you, the only one I want to see.”) He closes his eyes, opens them again, and then the sun has set and he’s dancing with a shadowy figure. There’s a dreamy sort of filter over the following scenes. We cut between shots of them dancing and the two of them inside what looks like some sort of temple, seemingly later at night. The chorus starts and he’s seen inside the temple with the shadowy figure, locked in a tight embrace (“So please, stay with me tonight”), then twirling again (“There’s no past, no future, only us in this dance / Just the two of us spinning, endless revelry”) and finally sharing a kiss (“‘till we’re satisfied or dead, scorched by the razing sunrise”).
As soon as the chorus ends, the filter is gone and he’s back at the festival during the daytime, talking to various people but getting distracted by the shadowy figure, which appears and then disappears just as quickly.
After many repetitions of this, the music slows and the sun begins to set for real. He sits down at an outdoor table and is offered a drink by the person next to him, which he gratefully takes. He drinks very slowly and wistfully watches another couple dance together, becoming affected by the alcohol. (“I want my lips to meet yours, not the edge of a mug / I want my hands in yours, interlocked forevermore / The things that hold us apart are trivial, so come to me now.”) When his drink is downed, his mood seems to have improved and he stands and joins the crowd, dancing for real this time. He switches between partners, but they always morph into the shadowy figure within a few seconds, causing him to jerk back and quickly find someone else. It’s very quickly becoming night and he downs more and more drinks to keep himself from checking the gates.
Still, the dreamy sequence of dancing begins again. The edges of the video become somewhat wobbly and the cuts between the dancing and the inside of the temple become faster and more frequent until they’re just a bunch of flashing lights. The music cuts out abruptly and we linger on the inside of the temple, which is now empty aside from one priest, an elderly man. The video is then from his POV as he moves to the door, which seems to be unlocked, and then the camera zooms through the door to Esvel sitting on a bench with another drink. (“My longing continues, so please accept me / I don’t care what other faces you might wear / Your shadow stretches long against the sunset, your face cast in darkness / But it’s beautiful all the same, you’re the only one I want to see.”) He looks up all of a sudden and we see the front gate, still open with the shadowy figure running through. Esvel takes off in a run, straight at the shadowy figure, and the video becomes blurrier and more heavily filtered the closer they get together. During the final lines (“You left me alone tonight, standing foolishly outside, waiting / I guess now I know what you truly feel / Blood on your hands, my heart beneath your boot, you smile / And despite myself, I can’t help but find it beautiful.”), Esvel reaches the shadowy figure and reaches out a hand to them, only for them to disappear as soon as they’re touched, and the MV cuts back to the inside of the temple, which is empty and spotless aside from a trail of blood leading out the door.
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Cleric of Joy - (Prisoner 006) Esvel First Trial Voice Drama
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A door swings open, but no steps come immediately after. The door is subsequently slammed shut as someone, not Verus, laughs.
Esvel:
Warden! What are you just standing there for? Come in, sit.
Verus:
I do not need to be invited into my own interrogation room, nor told to sit. And I will do so on my own time.
Esvel:
Damn, what’s your problem? I get that you’re in charge and all, but…
Verus:
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Esvel:
Oh, I get it. You’re awestruck. I did notice that I was looking particularly radiant today.
Verus:
I most certainly am not. I’m surprised that you’ve developed the impertinence required to put your feet up on a table with your shoes off during your interrogation.
Esvel:
It’s not as if I haven’t got socks on. Would you rather I put my dirty old boots on there?
Verus:
And here I’d hoped for a prisoner with less attitude this time around.
Now footsteps can be heard, and then a chair scraping. There’s a scuffling sound followed by a light thump.
Esvel (laughing):
I prefer to think of it as a bit of… flair. I’m keeping people on their toes. And if you’re worried about me and Samako, just wait until you meet the next one.
Verus:
Enough. State your name, age, and occupation.
Esvel:
Right. My name’s Esvel Elmwood, 23 years old. I’m a cleric of Lliira.
Verus:
Lliira. I read a bit about her in preparation. Goddess of joy. A minor one, though, correct?
Esvel:
Ooh, Warden, a lot of people would probably take offense at that statement.
Verus:
A beloved minor goddess, then. And you’ve been a cleric for how long?
Esvel:
Well, I started college at 19… then I left a few months later and found the temple in a few weeks. So, about 4 years?
Verus:
I take it you’re devoted, then?
Esvel:
Depends on how you’d define “devotion”.
Verus:
Elaborate.
Esvel:
I do what’s asked of me. Plan celebrations and help worshipers and all. But it’s not like I’d die for her.
Verus:
Are you meant to do that?
Esvel:
Well, she doesn’t ask that of anyone. But I think a lot of people still would. Like you said, she’s a beloved goddess.
Verus:
And is there anyone you would die for?
Esvel:
Mm, that’s kinda invasive, isn’t it?
Verus:
Having your mind probed for music and a vision is a great deal more so.
Esvel:
Fair point. Well… there was once, anyways.
Verus:
And now?
Esvel:
Well, someone ended up dying.
The room is silent for a few seconds.
Esvel:
Well, now I’m here, and they’re not. So it doesn’t really matter, does it?
Verus:
I’m not so sure about that.
Esvel:
There isn’t much to say, really. The really fun bits will be revealed in the song, right? I’d love to hear what it ends up sounding like, but maybe--
Verus:
Moving on, then. How are you adjusting to life at the prison?
Esvel:
I’ve got a few complaints about that, actually. The atmosphere is depressing; everything’s so gray that it brings down my mood. There’re no festivals, no celebrations. And--
Verus:
Next question. How are you getting on with the other prisoners?
Esvel:
My gods, I was just getting to that. No wonder everyone’s complaining about you.
Verus:
Everyone?
Esvel:
Well, a lot of them. The ones who talk to me, and the ones who talk to each other loudly enough that I can overhear.
Verus:
Intriguing. Now answer my question.
Esvel:
I like to think of myself as someone who’s easy to get along with, you know? People at the temple and in town liked me. But for some inexplicable reason, nobody here gets on with me particularly well.
Verus:
Nobody?
Esvel:
I mean, they’re nice enough. But they never want to actually do anything with me.
Verus:
What would you be doing?
Esvel:
Dunno. Art? Playing music? Talking? I tried to organize a little mixer so everyone would get to know each other, but it flopped miserably.
Verus:
A… mixer?
Esvel:
Like, a little party with treats and stuff. Only a few of them-- Dan, Araglar, and Virian-- showed up, and even less actually talked to each other. Or ate the food that I worked sooooo hard to… summon at the magic altar. It’s very taxing work, you know.
Verus:
I… see.
Esvel:
It’s tragic, really.
Verus:
And why, exactly, did you feel the need to do that?
Esvel:
They say that the three joys of life are food, drink, and other people. A party has all of those. Maybe that’s why people like them.
Verus:
Out of all the prisoners I’ve interrogated thus far, none of them seem to be the… partying type.
Esvel:
They aren’t. But I know they’d enjoy it if they tried.
Verus:
Do you?
Esvel:
Everyone has to take pleasure in something. Something’s bound to suit their tastes.
Verus:
And why do you care if they’re enjoying their time here?
Esvel:
Well, I’m a very empathetic person, y’know? So when they’re depressed, it makes me depressed. It’s better for everyone here if we’re all happy.
Verus:
I see.
Esvel:
I don’t think you do. One of the first things that members of Lliira’s clergy learn is that joy is a powerful, healing force. Without it, the wounds accumulated throughout life never truly close. Then you’re left with a nasty, bloody mess and suddenly nobody wants to talk to you.
Verus:
So you have wounds that need healing through… all of this?
Esvel:
That’s another kinda personal question, Warden.
Verus:
Answer it.
Esvel:
Probably? I’m here, after all. But I like to think that I’m still having a pretty good time.
Verus:
I see. But you’re here to be judged for your sins, in case you’ve forgotten.
Esvel:
Riiight…
Verus:
And we haven’t even talked about them.
Esvel:
Nuh-uh. That’s not true.
Verus:
Excuse me?
Esvel:
Don’t you remember what I said? Someone ended up dying.
Gears begin to grind as the platform lowers.
Esvel:
…Anyways! It’ll all be clear when you see into my mind or whatever. I’m not all that complicated of a person, so it should be a good break from all the… broody, woe-is-me types you’ve had to deal with so far.
Verus:
Very well, then. I’ll listen to what your heart has to say. Prisoner 006, sing your sins.
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AoGRAM T1 Timeline - 12/22/24 (Until the Sun Rises release date)
Esvel: Hmm hmm hmhm...
Virian: Esvel. You seem relaxed today.
Esvel: You know, Viri, I'm just in such a good mood right now. I've got the feeling that something great is about to happen.
Virian: I'm glad to hear that. With how many of the others reacted, I was afraid you'd be nervous for your interrogation.
Esvel: Oh. Yeah... I'm gonna level with you Archdruid, I totally forgot that was happening today.
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(Prisoner 005) Samako Matsukura Trial 1 Voting Period #3
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Esvel transcript and VD and voting will be a LITTLE late (like maybe a couple hours late) btw
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(Prisoner 005) Samako Matsukura Trial 1 Voting Period #2
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Trial 1 Results - (Prisoner 003) Qibra of Elderport
Qibra has been absolved! It seems her attitude towards the Warden wasn't enough to put you off of her...
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AoGRAM T1 Timeline - 12/8/24 (Inked in Black release date)
Ralis: ...Samako. ...Do you, ah, desire to play a game of lanceboard right now?
Samako: Sorry, but no. I just had the worst Interrogation ever. Although I must admit, I had never had the pleasure-- or, uhm, displeasure, of experiencing one before.
Ralis: So you need time to calm yourself. Very well. I will find you again tomorrow.
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