Every villager (except the three that is) went to bed with troubled hearts. They had just lynched three of their own and knew that another would be dead by morning.
The villagers all sauntered back to their beds, three of them had trouble hiding their glee over their days work. And they couldn't wait until they would be able to openly express their joy.
As night went on all the villagers slowly dozed off to a restless sleep. Yet, unbeknownst to all of them, there were three who met in secret.
'Wow what a day' exclaimed one who was quite pleased. 'I mean I would have given 5 dollars to make sure all three of us made it through the first day. I would have paid 30 dollars to lynch three pathetic ilks during the day. But having the pleasure of seeing
Legate's face when I slit his throat...priceless.'
'It's amazing what a bunch of paranoid, clueless, and leaderless villagers will do to eachother.' laughed another.
But the one who was the most level-headed of the pack wanted to make sure the two companions didn't lose focus.
'Tonight was a great victory for us. We could not have asked for a better Day. But don't get too fat just yet. There is still strength amongst these villagers, they may not have shown it yesterday but if they are actually able to unite together we're doomed.'
'Oh stop being such a pessimistic-Peter.' the wolf laughed at its own alliteration.
But the level-headed wolf was not amused. 'I'm being serious. We have business tonight, we need to choose our victim. And we really need to get this Seer out of the picture before it gets too much information. So who's it going to be?'
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Meanwhile a villager, who was not so ordinary, was stirring in sleep. The villager suddenly woke startled from the dream. The villager had just acquired new information that may be of help to the beleagered innocents. But the villager also couldn't help but to fear someone was watching. Someones...or somethings...were on the hunt. All went dark and the villager, who had a special dream, remembered nothing else that night.
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As the village began waking up and one-by-one all met at the town center. They knew their woes from yesterday would only get worse, and once they noticed one of them was missing, their hearts sank even more.
'Brinniel!' cried one villager bowing her head.
Another villager who always tried to remain optimistic said 'Well, maybe she just overslept. You know that happens.' But even he was not convinced by this.
The entire village made their way to
Brinniel's house and were horrified, but not surprised, at what they found.
Brinniel lie on her bed, her throat was cut, and a pillow laid over her head. She was innocent, and she never had the chance to put up a fight.
One brave villager walked up and removed the pillow. 'Dead.' He exclaimed.
There were some mutters of
'Thanks Captain Obvious.'
'Well at least she went out in her sleep, peacefully, not being tortured at the sight of her attackers.' said another villager.
And with that the village made their way back to the town center in hopes of putting the awful first day behind them, and turning their fortunes around starting now.
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Dead
Night One:
Boromir88 (scholar) and
Fea (wife)
Day One:
Legate (innocent),
Durelin (innocent),
Menel (innocent)
Night Two:
Brinniel (innocent)
Alive
CaptainofDespair
Gil-Galad
Holbytlass
Kath
Lalwendë
Mithalwen
Shastanis Althreduin
the phantom
The Saucepan Man
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Allright, Day 2 has begun. You all know what to do. And let's try to avoid a triple lynching this time.
