MonKENy
Platinum Member
Awakening after thin and troubled sleep the town comes out of their houses to see what todays fate will be. Since they are already expecting trouble its not a huge shock to them when
lucymond
Is not there as well. Going to his hovel all they find is a lot of blood and some tufts of course hair. With closer inspection they all conclude that it must be wolfs hair and assume that another victim of the wolf has fallen prey.
Oddly however
T_Yamamoto
is also missing. Never hearing of 2 wolf attacks in one night before the town moves on to investigate his dwelling next. As the approach the unmistakable odor of sulfur permeates the air. Slashed across the front door is a crude engraving of a pitch fork. The town to scared to do anything and unwilling to cross the thresh hold lest they be whisked to hell with the unfortunate T_Yamaoto leave the poor soul lost to the Devil.
The Magistrate, away on official Government business arrives back that day. Confused by all the commotion he starts asking questions. When finding out about the past day and nights events he grows somber for a minute. "Lets get down to the bottom of this then" He says. Looking dead in
lightrider's
eyes he demands. "What do you have to say about all this"? "You have the stench of death upon you". "Defend yourself or tonight the town shall find you guilty and you shall be put to death by hanging".
Lightrider it is up to you to convince the town of your innocence or you shall join your fellow villagmen.
"Village Men, Take up sides. How fare you. Is this man innocent or guilt"? cries the Magistrate
lucymond
Is not there as well. Going to his hovel all they find is a lot of blood and some tufts of course hair. With closer inspection they all conclude that it must be wolfs hair and assume that another victim of the wolf has fallen prey.
With nothing else amiss and no special character traits this regular Villager is mourned by few and a small service will be held
Oddly however
T_Yamamoto
is also missing. Never hearing of 2 wolf attacks in one night before the town moves on to investigate his dwelling next. As the approach the unmistakable odor of sulfur permeates the air. Slashed across the front door is a crude engraving of a pitch fork. The town to scared to do anything and unwilling to cross the thresh hold lest they be whisked to hell with the unfortunate T_Yamaoto leave the poor soul lost to the Devil.
Being a Mason his fellow Masonite holds a special vigil for him. You may be gone Brother but not forgotten
The Magistrate, away on official Government business arrives back that day. Confused by all the commotion he starts asking questions. When finding out about the past day and nights events he grows somber for a minute. "Lets get down to the bottom of this then" He says. Looking dead in
lightrider's
eyes he demands. "What do you have to say about all this"? "You have the stench of death upon you". "Defend yourself or tonight the town shall find you guilty and you shall be put to death by hanging".
Lightrider it is up to you to convince the town of your innocence or you shall join your fellow villagmen.
"Village Men, Take up sides. How fare you. Is this man innocent or guilt"? cries the Magistrate
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