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The City-Tree fell silent as the second day ended. The previous night's death caused ripples of mistrust and accusations amongst the remaining guild representatives, but, ultimately resulted in nothing. Almadas shed a tear as he closed the gates to the great Tree, for even though he despised Savra, she was still a living being. She did not deserve to have her life snuffed out.
Day 2 has ended. Night 2 has begun! You have 24 hours to submit night actions.
"You're not alone, you know. What you were, and what you are to become, will always be with you."
Almadas awoke to the sounds of screams outside his chambers. "She is dead! The Voice is dead!" Trostani, Selesnya's Voice (maelstrom5292) was dead? No, impossible. But...
Hooves echoed outside his bedchambers, announcing the arrival of the guild's centaur guards. They would be out in force now, searching every room, intent on finding the ones responsible for silencing Selesnya's Voice.
The loxodon tried to open the door to his room, but it was not budging, strangely. It took some strength on Alamdas's part, but he forced the door open. As he stepped out into the hallway, his feet stepped in something warm and wet. Looking down revealed the source: a battered and maimed girl in Boros attire, Space Jawa, her mask torn away. Next to her were words written in blood: "They want to kill all of us." Perhaps it was a sign of the poor girl's insanity?
Death. It was everywhere now. And this human, this was a direct message to him. No one is safe. Not even you.
You have the ability to that has the ability to investigate players at Night to discern their alignment. But, will your pursuit of justice lead you into the realms of...no, it couldn't. Your mind is strong, isn't it?
You are TOWN. You win when the mafia is eliminated.