[Catalyst: A small, broken glass vial. It appears to be dried of it’s contents.]
[When Lutha comes to, he will be in a banquet of sorts. Despite the fact that the people here seem to come from all walks of life, this seems to be a rather formal occasion. To call the room anything short of a palace would be underselling it.]
[The attendees seem to notice Lutha’s presence, although they don’t pay him much mind. Not more than a few minutes after his arrival, a scream echoes throughout the chamber. What will you do?]
For Lutha! (Choose your own regicide.)
[When Lutha comes to, he will be in a banquet of sorts. Despite the fact that the people here seem to come from all walks of life, this seems to be a rather formal occasion. To call the room anything short of a palace would be underselling it.]
[The attendees seem to notice Lutha’s presence, although they don’t pay him much mind. Not more than a few minutes after his arrival, a scream echoes throughout the chamber. What will you do?]