It's fascinating how even an innocent can look guilty as sin when viewed in the right light. Sorry,
Fea and
Shorty. I don't think I could ever be a trial lawyer -- sorry, loyer
-- I couldn't live with the uncertainty, even when it's only that last little 1% of doubt.
The game is quite interesting strategy-wise, too. You have to look suspicious enough that the wolves want to keep you alive, but not so suspicious that your fellows lynch you. I lucked out a little bit in that regard, I reckon, with some blundering early moves.
That second-to-last day was a disaster, and credit to
Enca for creating such confusion without completely giving herself away. I was so mixed up that night that I probably could have been talked into casting a vote for myself. When it was all over I was sitting at my computer wondering how I ended up lynching
Shorty/Boro when my top suspects most of the day had been
Enca/Fea. To my dying day I'll never understand the suicide votes -- I was convinced one of you was running the ultimate bold bluff.
Firefoot voted for two wolves in three votes; I assumed that's why she got mauled. Nice job,
Fire, in leaving clues that could be deciphered after your demise.