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All I could do is turn it into just me dead. And I'm not a wolf so that'd be pointless. If it's a double villager kill, then the JL is to blame for their incompetence.
You're better than that, King...
Except when you're a wolf. Then you're transparently not at your best.
Depends on the game. Sometimes there's just more to bluff that others.
The villagers gathered in the village square one more time, hearts heavy with sorrow over the death of their beloved Joan Goodly and the many innocent villagers that had been slaughtered in this ruthless inquisition, by wolves and villagers. As is the case among such folk, most were frustrated by the lack of progress in their hunt, and tempers rose quickly once more. For the first half of the day it was all too similar to the first day of this madness, with votes and accusations flying randomly, until finally a man stood; Rand, the scribe’s apprentice. Running a hand anxiously along the back of his neck, he mumbled out a few words, until Job, the village drunk, roared at him to speak up.
“Ah, good sirs, I bring word to you. There is a man amongst us, a hunter of beasts such as the ones we seek, and he has used his skills to identify the men Anthony Woodscote and al’Seen as possible wolves. Please, if he speaks falsely, do not…” he said, his flowery scribe’s speech quite unusual amongst the gruff and simple speeches of his fellow villagers. The rest of his words were drowned out in an eruption of argument, with Woodscote avidly denying the accusations while al’Seen watched impassively with eyes that seemed to take in every detail.
Finally, the villagers settled the matter. They were both guilty! Woodscote and al’Seen backed away from the mob as they pushed forward to grab them; Woodscote’s face showed only denial, while al’Seen appeared calm and collected as always. With a wolfish grin, al’Seen spun around and dashed away, and just as Rendap had, he began to transform; sprouting white fur, fangs and claws, he dropped down onto all fours and sprinted to the end of the square, where it tapered off into the main street. There he turned, and faced the villagers, his tongue lolling from jaws stretched in glee. Unlike Rendap, he was shorter, more rangy, but as the villagers soon learned, he was far more agile, and terribly savage; with a terrible, deep-throated growl he leaped forward, taking Woodscote full on the front and bearing him to the ground, then ripping out his throat with massive jaws.
Snarling, the wolf leaped into the mob of villagers, bloodlust streaking his golden eyes with bloody red. When the dust settled, the wolf lay on the ground, bloodied from dozens of blows from club and pitchfork. A short distance away laid the savaged corpse of King, the village mayor, his guts lying pooled about him where he had been raked by the wolfs claws in passing.
With grim determination, the villagers strung the dead wolf up by his neck on the gibbet, and returned to their homes. Come morn, they returned to find the wolf gone, taken away by his brothers.
Seen, the White Werewolf, was lynched by the village.
Falc, the Innocent Villager, was lynched by the village.
Kingepyon, the Innocent Villager, was hunted by the wolves.
“Ah, good sirs, I bring word to you. There is a man amongst us, a hunter of beasts such as the ones we seek, and he has used his skills to identify the men Anthony Woodscote and al’Seen as possible wolves. Please, if he speaks falsely, do not…” he said, his flowery scribe’s speech quite unusual amongst the gruff and simple speeches of his fellow villagers. The rest of his words were drowned out in an eruption of argument, with Woodscote avidly denying the accusations while al’Seen watched impassively with eyes that seemed to take in every detail.
Finally, the villagers settled the matter. They were both guilty! Woodscote and al’Seen backed away from the mob as they pushed forward to grab them; Woodscote’s face showed only denial, while al’Seen appeared calm and collected as always. With a wolfish grin, al’Seen spun around and dashed away, and just as Rendap had, he began to transform; sprouting white fur, fangs and claws, he dropped down onto all fours and sprinted to the end of the square, where it tapered off into the main street. There he turned, and faced the villagers, his tongue lolling from jaws stretched in glee. Unlike Rendap, he was shorter, more rangy, but as the villagers soon learned, he was far more agile, and terribly savage; with a terrible, deep-throated growl he leaped forward, taking Woodscote full on the front and bearing him to the ground, then ripping out his throat with massive jaws.
Snarling, the wolf leaped into the mob of villagers, bloodlust streaking his golden eyes with bloody red. When the dust settled, the wolf lay on the ground, bloodied from dozens of blows from club and pitchfork. A short distance away laid the savaged corpse of King, the village mayor, his guts lying pooled about him where he had been raked by the wolfs claws in passing.
With grim determination, the villagers strung the dead wolf up by his neck on the gibbet, and returned to their homes. Come morn, they returned to find the wolf gone, taken away by his brothers.
Seen, the White Werewolf, was lynched by the village.
Falc, the Innocent Villager, was lynched by the village.
Kingepyon, the Innocent Villager, was hunted by the wolves.
Nope.
I wish they'd taken my case for you being a villager earlier a tad more seriously though.
Then again, if you had been left alive you'd have become a rather good wolf chew-toy after this..
At any rate: Kingepyon WAS my justice league contact. The guy who told me to do this. So as of right now I know just as much as you guys do about who the JL is.
The good news though is that if anyone does a JL announcement they should be able to provide copies of my conversation(s) with King as proof..
I wish they'd taken my case for you being a villager earlier a tad more seriously though.
Then again, if you had been left alive you'd have become a rather good wolf chew-toy after this..
At any rate: Kingepyon WAS my justice league contact. The guy who told me to do this. So as of right now I know just as much as you guys do about who the JL is.
The good news though is that if anyone does a JL announcement they should be able to provide copies of my conversation(s) with King as proof..
Seen; Day 1.
Then it's quiet for a bit .. until this:
That's yakman v1, of course.
And that's .. yakman v2.
Leaving us with the following count:
Two of the Seen voters are still alive. The latter pushed seen to something we might consider a danger zone.
Then it's quiet for a bit .. until this:
vote seen
fellow dutchie so safe to say he's somewhat evil
That's yakman v1, of course.
And that's .. yakman v2.
Leaving us with the following count:
Two of the Seen voters are still alive. The latter pushed seen to something we might consider a danger zone.
vote the_hdk
LSST
to be honest, i'm a little befuddled about who is who and what is what. i think i'll let the day play out. unless there's an outing by randakar, or someone verifiable, my vote stays here.
LSST
to be honest, i'm a little befuddled about who is who and what is what. i think i'll let the day play out. unless there's an outing by randakar, or someone verifiable, my vote stays here.
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