The day dragged on, it seemed like the constant deaths were getting to the villagers and the arguing was subdued. In the mid afternoon a fight broke out between Enginish and Topperfalkon - both accusing each other of being a werewolf. Skyentist stood at the top of the well agreeing with Mattk50 that the mysterious priest, NobleBrutus, was clearly a werewolf - after all this had all started when he had arrived!
Eventually however Lomsor, Xamino, King_Cosmos, NobleBrutus marched into the pub with an furious look on their faces. âWhatâll it be gentelmen?â Asked Skyentist, âyou look a little stressed, perhaps something strong to calm your nervesâŚ?â. Lomsor reached over the counter, grabbed a bottle of vodka and smashed it on the bar, âYOUâRE A WEREWOLF!â He yelled as he took a wild swing at Skyentist. The others grabbed their own weapons and jumped over the bar. Skyentist tried to defend himself from the onslaught of sharp glass but it was futile, he hands and arms were slashed to pieces. Eventually the mob stopped the onslaught and glared at Skyentist lying on the floor, whimpering as blood flowed over the floor of his beloved bar⌠It seems like he tried to object when he saw King_Cosmos pull a match from his pocket and set the curtains on fire.
The mob stood outside, watching the pub burn down. Occasionally there was a muffled explosion as a barrel of spirits exploded in the heat and splashed burning liquid all over the room.
It Is Now Nighttime - Skyentist Is Dead
All people to whom it applies, please send in your nighttime roles quickly. The next day will start in 24 hours.