The citizens of ASB Central retire, depressed by another failure to weed out the mafia within their ranks. It was going to be another long night, just as all the others had been before it. Who knew how long it would be before this nightmare came to an end.
As morning came again, it hardly raised the spirits of the survivors. Another sleepy stumble towards ASB Central was cut short when shouts from the financial district indicated that a discovery had been made--and probably not a pleasant one.
Indeed it wasn't, as trainers found themselves following a trail of blood spatters that marred the cobblestones of ASB Central. Slumped at the end of these was the deceased body of Flareth; hideous slash marks covered her body, though any one in and of itself wouldn't have been enough to cause death. She had apparently made it quite a ways from the site of the mafia's attack, only to succumb to blood loss in the end.
The trainers stood around her dead body, shaking their heads and muttering to one another. How long did they have until the mafia outnumbered them? It was becoming ever more crucial to identify the killers in their midst.
Flareth is dead. She was not mafia.
Forty-eight hours for discussion and nomination. Also, since several of you have been missing night actions, you should know that I'm not going to randomize them--if you have a night action and don't send me a target, I suppose it sucks to be your team, because it's not going to go off.
As morning came again, it hardly raised the spirits of the survivors. Another sleepy stumble towards ASB Central was cut short when shouts from the financial district indicated that a discovery had been made--and probably not a pleasant one.
Indeed it wasn't, as trainers found themselves following a trail of blood spatters that marred the cobblestones of ASB Central. Slumped at the end of these was the deceased body of Flareth; hideous slash marks covered her body, though any one in and of itself wouldn't have been enough to cause death. She had apparently made it quite a ways from the site of the mafia's attack, only to succumb to blood loss in the end.
The trainers stood around her dead body, shaking their heads and muttering to one another. How long did they have until the mafia outnumbered them? It was becoming ever more crucial to identify the killers in their midst.
Flareth is dead. She was not mafia.
Forty-eight hours for discussion and nomination. Also, since several of you have been missing night actions, you should know that I'm not going to randomize them--if you have a night action and don't send me a target, I suppose it sucks to be your team, because it's not going to go off.