A hooded figure watched from high above the ruins of the gateway plaza and a group of blue zombies, along with a few giants bearing Azorius livery, and a handful of large, Orzhov thrulls, constructed the giant statue of a curved-horned dragon. The height of arrogance, though the figure, to be devoting resources to this when the plane was still not completely secure. And constructing a symbol of your victory was just begging to have someone tear it down.
Why were the Azorius working with him, the figure had wondered. He'd shot down several blue and white thopters in his nightly journey between the tops of the building. The Azorius, the Orzhov, some of the Golgari, many of the Gruul, although to be fair, the Gruul would follow more or less anyone who promised property destruction. The izzet were in a state of political chaos- normally a cause for celebration, but he couldn't help but think their particular brand of fiery chaos might come in handy soon.
Would more come over to his reign? What was his endgame? The creature wondered all this, then decided to move on. The Dimir would not stand for anyone to consolidate so much power, and none of the creatures working below had tasty blood. He flew off into the night in search of soft flesh and easy prey.
Vote Count 1.4
shraeye (1): raerae
pubby (2): gkrieg, pubby
MiX: (6) Awaclus, jotheonah, WestCoastDidds, Galzria, Jimmm, LaLight
DatSwan: (3) MiX, faust, UncleEurope
faust: (1) DatSwan
Not voting (2): shraeye, EFHW
With 15 alive, it takes 8 to lynch. Day Ends at 10:30 am (EST) on October 16th, 2019.