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Thanks for carryin' this on Haymish. :)
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Don't know about the thief, but the lovers know exactly what role the other has.
Good luck to the citizens. With both a scanner and me gone you're going to have a tough time with it.
"Why everyone argue about not-important stuff? We need to find mutants and get rid of them."
Seeing Sutra's body, Thoen's face reddens and he clenches his massive fists tightly. "Why pretty lady have to be killed? Now we all are in trouble."
I think I'll have to agree on that. I think any conditional votes will have to be PMed to me. Attempting to force a draw is a good tactic for mutants and it's kind of unfair to attempt to push that out. I will take that vote as a simple vote. That's fair. I'll keep it in mind.
"Thoen already say he is not mutant. Why you not believe him?"
Lynching only requires the most votes.
My bad on that one; it didn't fit very well with the rest of what I said, but I should've put it in there anyway with all the new players we have.
As Thoen finishes his meal he turns to the group, carefully thinking of what he will say before slowly speaking; "All you smart folk keep talking of killing mutants, but none of you have actually done anything about it. Thoen vote we get rid of Ocid. She use big words that make my head hurt lots."
Hearing his name mentioned, Thoen looks up. His face scrunches up in confusion for a moment as he tries to make sense of the Librarian's words, but then he speaks.
Finally seeming to notice that there is food, Thoen stands up and makes his way over to the dispenser. After filling his plate with enough to feed four ordinary humans he settles amongst the rest of the group and eats quickly and quietly, not making any attempt to start conversation.
I also have no preference.
Thoen sits in a corner, either not noticing or not taking interest in the food. Instead he stares off into the space in front of him and it seems to others that he is thinking very hard about something or other.
Name: Thoen Smith. Species: Genetically Enhanced Human. Appearance: Thoen stands at nearly eight feet tall, with bulging muscles and gigantic hands built to work. Personality" Through the process used to make him stronger and more resistant to harmful environs, Thoen's mind has been dulled. with an IQ of about 80, he mostly does what he is told, but is sometimes surprisingly observant. Occupation: General repair work. Usually moving and holding large parts while the smarter folk put fix them to other parts. Thoen was just about to get his lunch, and is now rather unhappy that he wasn't able to have some food. Being hungry makes him kind of angry.
I like the idea of jedi/sith, but am up for anything else as well.
"I will take the role of library caretaker. Alessandra was a good friend before she was bitten, and I would like to keep some memory of her."
Although hesitant to consume more drink after his last experience, Thoen quickly picks up a mug and raises it.
Thoen walks into the pub where everyone else has gathered, although without ordering a drink, hearing Simon's words he turns to him.
"How can we trust you Alessandra? You claim that you will merely give us one bite and all will be well. But if such were the case then you could have done as much from the beginning--while instead you have killed our people and forced us into a situation where we must kill each other.
After returning from his breakfast and returning to the group Thoen easily steps forward and begins stripping. Beyond his muscular physique, the only thing of any note is a rather large and shapeless birthmark covering his lower back.
"Your request that a man who sheds innocent blood also be condemned to death is fair, Miss Devries. However, under these extenuating circumstances we simply do not have time to hang another person unless we have reason to believe that they are one of the wolves. Rest assured that each of us will pay for his crimes at the end of this--But for the time being we must focus on rooting out the evil that has come among our people."
Let's do some math, what will all of the scrying going around: Keeping in mind that if Eldon is correct then Whitey must also be correct, and if Eldon is wrong then so is Whitey.
If Whitey's friend is just a normal villager (Which seems unlikely, but for the sake of possibility) then the chance of them being incorrect is 6/8 (guessing).
If Whitey's friend is a wolf (Meaning we don't have a probability for them because they'll just be feeding us lies), then we have to go with Eldon's statistic alone.
"I do not claim to know anything about the spirits. I base my assumptions off of what I see and what I can discern from logic; and I have seen you change from the person I once knew into someone--Or something--else.
With that closing statement, Thoen turns and strides purposefully away. Presumably returning to his home to find something to eat.
"On the other hand, Professor, Eldon also saw you as a wolf; and thus far your silver tongue has caused us to ignore it.
Thoen stops piling bricks momentarily, taking a second to wipe his brow before bending to pick up another stack.
Seeming to have run out of alcohol, Thoen stumbles to his feet, unsteadily making his way to where the others are. Picking up a stack of bricks he makes his way closer to the monument and begins placing them.
Coming from his home late the next morning Thoen walks into the village center dreading what he might or might not see. Upon finding his old-time friend arguing with Simon he quickly turns back and walks the other way,
After a brief conversation with Whitey during which he buys another bottle of whiskey, Thoen sits down in the dust at the side of the road, rocking back and forth in a drunken stupor and quietly bemoaning his hardships.
As the group breaks up to begin the erection of the momument, Thoen stays until only a few of the townsfolk are left before turning to speak to the Professor,
With those final words he slowly makes his way back to his home, ignoring the invitations of the others to join them in building the monument.
Finding a small group of people gathered around the professor Thoen makes his way over to find out what they are doing. Doing his best to recall what German he can, Thoen eventually gets the gist of what is said alongside the portrait. "I never would have guessed that the doctor was a criminal. Perhaps we should confront him and give him a chance to prove either his innocence or his restitution."
"I too will help with the burials. Just let me grab the shovel I have in my forge--It wasn't designed for digging so much as moving coal, but it will get the job done. I will meet you all there." Thoen then sets off at a quick jog towards the edge of town where his shop is set up.
Thoen steps between Whitey and Tristen before the younger man has a chance to cause physical harm to the other.
At the accusation of Alessandra, Thoen quickly speaks up:
Changing to a null vote. The chances of actually catching a wolf at this point are minimal, and I feel guilty about taking someone out of the game before it actually starts. Point conceded. Although my secondary reason still stands, plus the fact that I'm trying to play Thoen as a naturally rational and trusting person--willing to give others the benefit of the doubt. He very easily might change his mind if others also express evidence of wrong through their own suspicions though, so he might change his mind once solid accusations begin to be revealed.
When the others reach the pre-determined location for the bonfire, they find Thoen already there, gathering wood and clearing the area from any stray brush that might catch and allow the flames to get out of hand. Those who are less drunk most likely notice the large sword leaning against a nearby tree. Although not lined with silver, the blade still looks thick enough to do considerable damage to any lycanthrope it meets--especially if wielded in hands of a man as large as the blacksmith.
Thoen is unfazed by Eldon's anger, and replies to him calmly. "On the contrary, Eldon, you shovel is in my shop ready for you to pick up. You know I always keep my word, especially when not doing so would come at the expense of another man's work." Thoen then turns to Taraz, taking him gently but firmly by the arm.
Thoen inserts himself into the conversation, his considerable size and voice making it impossible to ignore him.
Name: Thoen Appearance Working in the forge since he was a young lad, Thoen is thickly built. At six and a half feet tall he is clean shaven with lightly colored hair but is otherwise nondescript. Occupation Thoen is the town's blacksmith, making tools for the lumbermen and the other villagers when they need them. Reason for Staying Thoen is fiercely loyal to this little town that he has helped build up from the beginning. He would rather die fighting for the people he cares about than run like a coward.
Well played everyone. Perhaps next game I will create a more respectable character.
Ampere seems lost in thought as Lachelnschiefe comes to, but the Doctor's remark seems to shake him out of his reverie. Slowly he steps forward, squaring his shoulders and lifting his head--For the first time shedding the visage of fear and reclusiveness that he has been shrouded in ever since the announcement of assassins spread through the ship.
As if his statement settled the matter, Adrien quickly left the room, muttering something about needing fresh air.
Ampere slunk into the room after most of the others had already arrived, doing his best to avoid attention as he poured himself a glass of wine ad spiked it with something from a flask he took from his belt. He then took a seat in the corner of the room where he could watch everyone closely. Silently he sipped his drink and listened to the rest of the conversation around him.
"I too agree that this Wowbagger is a rather suspicious character, although I am hesitant to make accusations before any crime has actually been comitted. Anyway, I am not overly concerned with the whole matter--I will see you all tomorrow."
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