I'm going to come out as the Atabashi. I told Kaeus about Aarbrok, and Orisae. And now Arbre. So to that one Civilian out there, either Ilyon or Alexina, vote for Arbre. Kaeus will support this. Kaeus is the Syssin.
I was about to say, hot damn, what did I do to get on a sudden and capslocked deathtrain. Though, realistically, do you really think Aldric could resist putting the Groinripper as the Atabahi? I was really afraid I'd get caught by the Dhasani as the wolf just because I have a very difficult time not making wolf votes. I make it through the nights and now they're pinning mafia on me.
"I'M THE WOLF," Arbre cries, stomping her feet in frustration as she whirls around to show off her fluffy tail.
"That's fake," Zun pointedly states before reaching forward and ripping the appendage off.
Arbre's cries of anguish revealed that, well, the tail was real, but only because she's weird, but not actually the Atabahi. Shortly after the loss of her tail, she dramatically bled out.
Arbre has been lynched.
She was one of the Dhasani.
The citizens have pretty obviously won, so I'm going to call it a game here. In the extra rounds it would have taken to kill off the Cabalist alone, the last of the Dhasani would have been deduced.
CONGRATULATIONS CITIZENS:
Zun, the Atabahi
Kaeus, the Syssin
Ilyon, the Cabalist
The Spireans:
Demarcus, Lianca, Damonicus, Valenae, and Periluna
The Dhasani:
Arbre, Alexina, and Aarbrok
The Ard-Dhasani:
Orisae
This is the first time I've ever hosted a mafia game, and I had a blast. Hope you guys enjoyed it, thanks for playing! Round-by-round summary to follow this post!
Feelings, sensations that you thought were dead. No squealin' remember, that it's all in your head.
"To be awkward or unkempt, to talk or move wrongly is to be a dangerous giant, a destroyer of worlds...any accurately improper move can poke through the thin sleeve of immediate reality." - Erving Goffman
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"To be awkward or unkempt, to talk or move wrongly is to be a dangerous giant, a destroyer of worlds...any accurately improper move can poke through the thin sleeve of immediate reality." - Erving Goffman