The self-proclaimed Weaver of Destiny, Vlanser, who claimed to see through fate and elevated her cunning and disguise to an extraordinary level, uncharacteristically acted recklessly today.
According to the process she had agreed upon with Murphy beforehand, in this pre-arranged "escort mission," she was supposed to play the role of a delicate and frail female NPC, incapable of even defending herself against a chicken, being escorted out of the perilous Baphomet Maze by a group of skilled and courageous players.
The first half of the escort mission went perfectly.
Vlanser performed the role of a crucial weak NPC needing rescue so convincingly, but after hearing the players' sarcasm and disdain, and witnessing her feminine allure repeatedly falling flat, the Weaver of Destiny couldn't hold herself back anymore.
The secondary cause was that the players were indeed too inexperienced; if Vlanser didn't step in to assist, it was highly likely they'd face group annihilation.
