gazing at you with scorpion eyes

[samson]

Who: Brock, Molotov, and guests! And maybe party crashers? Trick-or-treaters?
What: Halloween party for grown-ups!
When: Halloween, 10pm until question mark
Where: Brock's dumb cabin
Rating: PG/PG-13. Probably going to be drunk people, maybe some swearing.

Maybe you received an invitation earlier in the week via ghost, or maybe you've heard that there was a party by word of mouth. Or maybe you're just looking for candy.

Either way, there are a lot of lights on at the usually quiet cabin in the woods. Located just southwest of the castle off the main road to town, it's not a large structure. Essentially one giant room, the cabin is a single story building made of wood, though one side appears to be made of brick and now has a functioning fireplace. Smoke is coming from the chimney.

Today there are also what appear to be papier-mâché pillars in front, on either side of the door. You can probably knock them over if you're not careful.

[ Trick-or-treaters | Party | Snacks | Outside ]

Comments

[assassino]

That is more Roman history, not Florentine. We care much more about stories with David. Besides, you look nothing like how we would depict her.

We have a statue of the woman who assassinated her with the snake in my family's crypt, though. [Suck on that.]

[molotov]

Cleopatra committed suicide. This is well-documented. Sorry that your family is full of bullshit.

[assassino]

Templar lies. The truth gets obscured.

[molotov]

Are you really so brainwashed that you cannot fathom the Assassins lying? Because I will just point out that a lie is basically the entire reason you grew up a pampered little noble boy instead of a street urchin.

[assassino]

Oh, relax, Molotov. You are always obsessed with being right, the world will not end if you grant someone else a single damn thing instead of being such a bitch about it.

[molotov]

I will grant you anything you are actually right about, you asshole.

[assassino]

Because books never lie, hmm?

[molotov]

And people either, hmm? You believe anything any Assassin tells you.

[assassino]

So? I have visited her tomb, taken the seal from her sarcophagus, seen her statue, read the texts left behind... that is a great deal more than just opening a book.

[molotov]

So, according to you, Cleopatra, one of the most well-known and well-documented figures in history, was a part of some age-old plot to control the world despite the fact that she was a born ruler and did not need to belong to some mysterious group, and that somehow an unnamed person killed probably the most famous and well-guarded woman of the time, and that this has all been covered up by literally thousands of historians over the years, including those who specialize in recreating historical situations to know the truth? Let me guess, is Santa Claus a Templar too, Ezio? What about Mickey Mouse? Pfft, and you say books are the liars.

[Molotov might be fairly intoxicated and therefore in a fightin' mood.]

[assassino]

[He rolls his eyes.]

I think you over-estimate the preservation of the truth. But if it keeps you happy to cling to what you have been told, I will look the other way.

[molotov]

Maybe you are just wrong.

[assassino]

I know I am not.

[molotov]

You are. Stop arguing.

[assassino]

Ladies first!

[molotov]

You are just begging to be kicked out of my party.

[assassino]

Harsh! [He laughs.] If you kick me out, who will eat all the dogs?

[molotov]

I will make you take them with you!

[assassino]

And just how will you make me?

[molotov]

I will shove them down your clothes. Whatever doesn't fit, I will take to your room and leave in your bed.

[assassino]

That sounds... provocative.

[molotov]

I just figured you would enjoy being surrounded by hot sausages.

[Sneeeeeeeeerk.]

[assassino]

They will be popular with my lady friends!

[molotov]

Ew.

[She wrinkles her nose, but she's smiling, entertained.]

[assassino]

You are welcome to join us!