There is a glint of steel in a dark room, beneath the catacombs of Castle Jellugi. The hurried breaths of a man with ragged hair carrying an armful of turnips breaks the silence, followed by the shuffling of cloth as he hobbles along.
"Gotta save... gotta save... must save them..."
He tosses a few turnips over his right shoulder, panting and hobbling.
"Oh, Cardinal Ibelly, please watch over me in such dreadful of times. Blessed be these turnips which ward from evil... gotta save..." He tosses another turnip over his shoulder, but surprisingly, it does not make the sound of one thudding to the floor.
"Who goes there?" Maz Medias asks, half-turning around. And he is answered with something he did not expect. The steel glint fades away into the night like a butterfly into mist.
His body is found neatly laid out in the Courtyard. Alongside him is the unfortunate body of LuckayLuck, dressed in a pauper's attire.
Maz Medias, Religious Nut, Martyr, has been killed!
LuckayLuck, Peasant, Townie, has been killed!
Woe to those responsible!
With
15
alive, it takes
8
to lynch!
The Portcullis is down, sealing the first exit.
The Drawbridge is raised, sealing the second exit.
The Jail is occupied by Ether, who cannot be lynched today.
