Dawn comes close, as Colby looks out the window. “Shit, I'm almost out of time.” He says, as Barry looks at him curiously. “Time?” He asks, as Colby gets out of his seat, turning to the friends. And begins to transform in front of their very eyes, much to their surprise. His arms grow wings, as his body grows and changes into that of the fearsome winged beast that they had grown to fear.
The others attempt to back away in horror, as they look to you to do something. You're at a loss for words, as if being robbed of your very voice as the Wendigo that was once Colby swoops down, grabbing Cain with its claws. Cain attempts to grab his flamethrower, as the Wendigo knocks it of his hands, much to the friends' surprise in this revelation of Cain being the mysterious stranger.
The Wendigo digs its claws into Cain, as he feels a sharp pain, along with something else. The friends look in shock as Cain himself transforms before their very eyes, but into that of an elderly looking man in robes, wielding a staff.
“Just when I thought it couldn't get weirder after that Hannah Montana shit.” Barry says, as the Wendigo digs its claws deeper, fatally wounding Cain.
The sun starts to make an appearance as the Wendigo sees this, and flies off quickly to find its hiding place.
Barry runs up to the mortally wounded Cain, unsure of what to feel though still desperate to help somehow.
“Please...listen to me. My name is actually Deckard Cain--”he starts as Barry interrupts him. “And you called yourself Cain Deckardson? Real creative, bro.” Barry says, as he looks at Cain a little coldly. “And why lie to us? And what about Lauren? She liked you man, like, REALLY liked you. How's she going to feel knowing that it was some crusty old man in disguise that was putting the moves on her?” He says as he starts to get up and leave, as Cain grabs his hand.
“Please...stay with me a while, and listen.” He says insistently as he coughs, as Barry sighs. “Fine, continue.” He says, as Cain looks upward.
“I came here from another world called Sanctuary. Many years ago on my world, a great evil known as Diablo was brought back in the depths of a Cathedral below the town of Tristram. The town was destroyed, most of its people killed or possessed by demons, and I went into hiding. One of the possessed townsfolk and taken to eating the others, and became that creature out there. Somehow, our reality began to fall apart, though nobody knows why. Some suspect it had to do with our Hero and his two companions who fought the demons and felled Diablo, with the Warrior taking the trapped essence in the soulstone within himself.” Cain explained, coughing once more. “He was a noble man, corrupted by the darkness...though we never even knew his name. He was a stranger to us.” Cain explained.
“Wait, you mean like that game? Dude's name was Aidan. He was like the Prince or something.” Barry explained, as Cain turned his head.
“What? Ridiculous. The only Prince was Albrecht, and he was possessed by Diablo. The warrior was just a champion passing through.” Cain corrected, as Barry shook his head. “No, they revisited the story later and changed it so that he was a Prince named Aidan. So that they could give him more backstory and whatever.” Barry explained, as Cain clenched his wound in pain.
“Ohhh, that would explain it then. The two realities are clashing with each other, and it created a tear in the fabric of time and space. The Wendigo seized that opportunity somehow and flew through it. I made my way after him to destroy him, and we both ended up here. But in this universe, the laws of nature are different...so my magic doesn't work here.” He explained, as he clenched his wound harder.
“But alas...my time is short. It's up to you now...Barry. You must stop the Wendigo at all costs, since you are the only one still alive to do so.” he explained to Barry. “But what about Tumara?” he asked, as Barry shook his head. “Tumara has been...damaged. And I feel her role in this story is over.” He explains, looking at you, then turning back towards Barry. “I...leave...this...task...to...you...” he says with a final breath, as he dies.
Barry looks to you, as you nod gently. Barry grabs the dropped gear and puts it on, taking up the new mantle he was given, as you give him a final hug and ensure he's alright, then finally...once and for all, making your way down the mountains.
Time passes, years go by, as your life begins to slowly get back in order. Occasionally you hear stories about a crazy man in the mountains and mysterious fires...though they never seem to end. You only hope that Barry is one day successful, and that no other poor souls find themelves wandering the mountains anymore.
Bootsie, aka Cain Deckard/Deckard Cain...the strangerhas been killed by the Wendigo.
That's game folks! And this game ends at a
draw, giving both the good and bad guys the win...a first in a game of Werewolf, at least on here.
Congratulations to the surviving roles!
@taulover aka Barry Blargson, the final friend
and
@xXTheHydraXx aka Colby E. Rius, the Wendigo!
The post game thread is
here.