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[high_on_daylight]

Hrm.

It seems some of you are only doing okay in the course of this tournament. I must admit, I've only seen a few people being truly entertaining or impressive with their solutions to the challenges presented.

So let's spice things up a little bit. I've had a case of magically-enhanced caffeine drinks hidden somewhere on the island. You may ask me, in a private thread, ten questions, one at a time, which I will answer honestly, though possibly cryptically, about their location. Questions that are irrelevant may result in the use of ancient curses, so don't try anything stupid.

The magic in these drinks is enough that you'll be able to enter a kind of "zone" where time will seem to slow, giving you better reaction to any situation presented you. Maybe that will help some of you be more impressive.

Oh, and don't drink more than two a day. Your heart might explode.

Comments

[beryls_lackey]

I don't need to give myself any stimulants to get all my duties done. We delinquents pride ourselves with that feat.

But how do you make sure they do follow them? Many demons here ignore those instructions, or refuse to read them.

[high_on_daylight]

Councilor Evangeline McDowell cannot be held responsible for the results of failure to follow directions.

[beryls_lackey]

But as a councilor, you should do everything in your power to make sure they follow directions. Accidents are to be forgiven, but the ones that purposefully do it need to be taken care of.

[high_on_daylight]

Oh, come off it. The Council represents whatever we damn well please. I have warned them, and if they fail to heed the warnings? Well, sucks to be them.