notquitethere: Jim Groovester,
TricMagic:
Jim Groovester: ToonyMan, notquitethere, TricMagic
ToonyMan:
Not Voting:
Jim Groovester is today's selected target. Flinging accusations and insults, the other three surround him. He narrows his eyes, then steps back and draws a dagger, pointing it at each in turn. "I... I didn't even want to work for the Necromancer! We were forced! We had no choice! BluarianKnight forced me into it; it was all him! I'm just a scavenger!" He backs into a corner. The others advance.
"Please! Let me go! Let me out of here! You can stop this stupid... Gah!" Jim grabs his head and staggers, a small trail of blood leaking out his nose. "Must... stop... can't... no!" He flings himself at Notquitethere, attempting to stab him. The other Scavenger falls backwards into the ancient debris of the floor. TricMagic, true to his name, pulls out a bag of powder and throws it in Jim's face.
"Stop this nonsense! Get off him!"
"Never... I... must..." Jim steps back, lurching back and forth... then slashes again at TricMagic, the blade nearing his throat...
Jim falls to the floor, stone dead. ToonyMan sighs, the Warrior already wiping off his blade. "Fool. Why trifle with evil magic? It clearly owned him... all the more reason to break this attack."
With no more arguments, the group moves on to find the focus. A couple hours of walking down into the depths finds it, tucked away into a sealed room which the bishop's key opens. The walk back, though grim, feels faster than the trip down here. You make your delivery to the bishop. Nodding his thanks, he calls in his fellow monks and shoos the group out. Watching from the top of the gate, the magic chanting fills the air... and bursts into a crescendo. A wave of positive energy blasts from the monastery, eradicating the undead in its path. The monastery is safe once more.
The crew packs their bags and heads their separate ways. Notquitethere stays behind, now offered a permanent position at the monastery. ToonyMan hitches a ride with the caravan that was stuck inside, replacing a guard that fell in the initial fight. And Tric heads back to the city, his head filled with new verses.
Jim Groovester has been lynched! He was a Scavenger (Mafia).
Game over! Town has won!