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Gloom: LiliS

[The old-fashioned writing desk in the center of the room carries several blank pieces of paper, a fine wooden pen, and a piece of parchment covered in writing. When you take a look, you find the following epigraph in a vibrant scrawl:]

Congratulations, future wordsmiths, and welcome to your first exercise in the creation of a true masterwork of tale-telling. This evening you'll be penning a terrific tragedy, starring the family of unsympathetic ne'er-do-wells provided to you.

Your goal? Why, to construct the best story your mind can conceive, of course - and make their lives as entertainingly miserable as possible before writing one of them directly into an early grave.

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[Before your very eyes, words begin to appear on the parchment, scrawled in flowing script.]

The Dam’s sister Dorothy was always the favored one, by their mother, and even by the Dam’s wife. The two lovers stole away one day, years ago, eloping and leaving the Dam the work of family head. But she never forgot them, oh no. And her henchman Willem at long last caught up to the happy pair...

The Dam's sister and ex-wife successfully disposed of, there was yet one task remaining: retrieving a precious heirloom that, by all rights, was not meant to belong to the matriarch, but she sought to stake a claim anyway. Left to her sister by their mother, the precious necklace was said to bestow strange powers. She set her faithful handyman to the task, knowing that there might be danger, and thinking to avoid any dubious curses upon the item in its acquisition from the dearly departed.

However, there was no incident—or so it seemed, when the amulet was brought to her. But he sickened, over time, disease taking root in his lungs and causing him to be beset by a most irritating cough that followed him around the drafty halls of the mansion every day onward, and every time he saw the red glint of the amulet around her neck, it became worse. He began to think that she must be responsible for his suffering, despite all his years of faithful, bloody service…

[As they unfold before you, some of you feel the effects of the words as though you are the character that has been written about. You recall the events as though you have lived them; the damage caused to the character is reflected in your own flesh.]

[You have received the following effects. As many of you as want to take these effects can, but at least one person must.]

-Stole from a stiff
-Contracted consumption