Ik… but after mouring we execute the
King
We will?
As the blue dragon clearly has majority here, I shall accept your wishes, fellow members!
This man wants the king dead! Treason!
I repeat! Treason!
rude! i can give you a jar of cookie for pardon me!!
But the king is being mean
He hasn’t even given any of us
he must suffer
Okay deal
/Pardon
(The cookies secretly have blood in it which drives people to be weak to the cult’s influence?)
/Pardon
Sure, fellow members!
Realises, ponders.
How could I not have foreseen this! The king himself is not a cookie lover? Even after all his advocates to give us COOKIES?
Looks at the throne.
The king! How could you have committed Treason!?
And he was the one who didn’t decide fate pardon the fool!!!






Guys, we have to have 1 scum member left somewhere!
I am a hunter, determined to fight and eat my mysterious package of cookies!
Ha I am a reaper you attacked me and you took a soul…how dare you kill that soul
Don’t mind me hunter with the scythe
TREASON!
/Cold Steel Firekitten
Oh god people are rioting
Lost another soul
Only one thing to do
/Chill Shurian
Gives her a chalk board
Turns out the reaper claim was secretly a cult leader
The cult have a free night to convert the knight or hunter
\[T]/ 

Spasms onto the floor and looks up.
The living no longer can be seen from my eyes, all I can see are the dead souls. I hear their voices and I run away quickly, to prevent myself from going insane.