A Phoenix's Heart

Halloween For Dozel and Leopold

Dozel

Nozel and Dorothy enter their host's house and are led into the study. They are dressed as a flapper and a dressed-up mobster with masks on. They received an invitation to go to a murder mystery party by Kaiser Granvorka about 2 weeks ago. Dorothy was going as Lady Marigold, a fun social light who attends every party she can but is a part of the criminal underground. Nozel is Peter, a high member of a mob family from another country who is trying to escape the criminal lifestyle. Kaiser Granvorka lives on the outskirts of the noble realm in a mansion. Only 4 other people are in the room and are all also in costume and wearing masks.

"Welcome Everyone. My name is Sean and I am Kaiser Granvorka's butler. I will be playing the role of the narrator of this party as Kaiser Granvorka is on duty tonight. I also have the answer key to the mystery and a map to where all the clues are but I will not help you. It is now 6 pm. The plot will start at 6:30 and you have til 9 pm to solve the mystery when I'll tell you the end of the story if you don't manage to solve the mystery by then. You all probably know who you all really are but please refrain from breaking character. In the room, we have Mr. Peter, Lady Marigold, Mrs. Robin, Detective Oguto, Princess Ivy, and Professor Ratlua. Please do not use any other names than these. Since this is a party please have fun and feel free to use this magic device to take pictures."

With that, they chat with the other guests as we move to the dining room and start eating dinner. Dorothy did her best to talk in a more formal and sophisticated way while Nozel tried to talk like most commoners with a fake cigarette in his mouth.

"Why, Mr. Peter. Why is it that you and Yami or Jack the Ripper sound so similar? Are you from the same country or a lower status? You aren't from here right?" tease 'Lady Marigold'.

"Why'd ya care? You don't know me. Who ya think you are?"

"Hahahahahaha ... .hehehe ..." laughs 'Lady Marigold', wiping tears of joy from her eyes. "You...You aren't very educated are you Mr Peter? You sound so lowly." snickers 'Lacy Marigold' playing with her fan and looking down on him.

"Don't tease him too much Lady Marigold," comments 'Princess Ivy'(Kirsch Vermillion). Princess Ivy was wearing a beautiful all-black dress with her hair in an over-the-shoulder decorated with ornate flower pins. "The lower class couldn't possibly understand what it is like to be rich and noble. We are gods to them. They are the bugs that are crushed beneath our feet or worship the air we breathe. And he is a foreigner at that. Calling him a bug is almost too kind."

"Are you supposed to be so awful," whispers Dorothy in Kirsch's ear.

"Yeah. I'm supposed to be a disgraced and dishonored princess who looks down on anyone who isn't a noble who is a gold-digging murderer who sudoses rich men."

"Oh okay, continue but be careful not to go too far. Nozel may kill you."

"He would get in trouble for breaking character"

"He is a mobster. Murderer is his character."

"Don't listen to her, Mrs. Peter" sneers 'Detective Oguto'(Owen). He was dressed as a messy yet well-dressed man with a badge and a bottle of alcohol(empty/fake) constantly in hand. "Gold Diggers an criminals don't get to acts like they are special. Mack my words I will find enough evidence to nail you wicked bitc...women to the wall."

"Oh please. Everyone knows you are nothing but a tired old drunk" snaps Professor Ratlua (Marx). He was dressed as a young nerd complete with suspenders, a pocket protector, and glasses with tape holding them together.

"Everyone, quiet! Must everyone act so unruly?" snaps Mrs, Robin(Kaiser Granvorka's wife). Her character was also the host of the party. As the group dysfunctionally acts in character with each other as they partake in dinner (and take fun pictures with their friends) the clock rings 6:30. Magic items are then turned on to simulate stormy weather outside the house and the lights go out. The room erupts into chaos with people jumping out of their chairs, running to the light switch and the door, or pulling out their grimoire. By the time dim emergency lights came on 'Mr. Peter' was lying on the ground in a pool of fake blood with a prop knife sticking out of her chest.