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"Ok. So we're going to try and get SpaM and Nilp lynched? I'm alright with that I suppose but what about mormegil? He clever and sober, and from what I've heard of him he's just as likely to try and take control over everything."
Instead of the calm discussion she hoped would follow, everyone suddenly started arguing. Accusations were flying between the females, some of them nothing to do with werewolvishness. Sai realised that no decision would be reached if this continued, so she stuck two fingers in her mouth and whistled. Those in the near vicinity leapt backwards and stared at her in either astonishment or annoyance (depending on how close they'd been). Thankfully though, they all shut up.
"We're not going to get anywhere like this. How about a vote. All those who would prefer to lynch SpaM raise your right hand, and all those who want to raise mormegil raise your left hand."
She stood back a little and raised her left hand, and as she did so she saw the dwarf, Fléin, move towards the little group with his left hand raised.
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