I have brilders stored up. You’re hired.
IT IS NIGHT, DO NOT POST
It was a dark and stormy n0, and all the world was aloud with the creaking sound of the village. A throwback to bygone days, the village of F’arum Mif’ea was in a secluded valley in Wales. And yet, there was rest in that cacophony.
Then, suddenly, a shot rang out!
All the people of the village ran towards the sound to discover a horrible sight. In his little shop above the local psychologists, the armorer and gunsmith Icibalus was found dead.
“Could it be the Welsh Mafia?!” Firekitten cried. But they were decried soon after; the citizens knew that it was not the “Welsh Mafia” because that dosen’t really exist (or at least not in an Icibalus game).
And also because of what was in front of their own eyes. Icibalus was not shot. He was trying to defend himself, and yet all the guns in the shop had been replaced with water pistols.
He was mauled to death. The villagers, being a superstitious folk, instantly screamed that it was the work of werewolves.
Fortunately it paid off for once, because it was werewolves! All’s well that ends well.
Even if the village is threatened by a pack of hungry werewolves.
Icibalus has died. He was a Gunsmith (but really just an excuse to start the game).
Day 1 begins and will end in 48 hours unless shortened by majority.
You may now post.
This this mean that they can’t jail the same person twice on a row or that I can’t jail two nights in a row