yay!!!

okay good luck guys!! i'll miss being alive!

thanks again aries!

The numbers were dwindling, and the town once again gathered to murder someone. They shared claims, fought a bit, like they always do, and eventually they decided to murder Raptor.

"k lynch me."

"Yeah we are."

"Whatever, just another townie dying. Not that I can prove it."

"So what else do you think?"

"I don't think anything. Whatever"

This went on for a while, and finally someone got annoyed, threw the noose around his neck, and hung him in the middle of the square.

"Whatever..." he mouthed, but no air could escape his lips. It's not like it mattered... now that he was gone..... his white knight, his only light...

A tear rolled down Raptor's face as he went to join his beloved.

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Raptor has been lynched. The Irishman Alignment: Town Win Condition: You win when all threats to the town have been eliminated. You are a drunken Irish worker. You have a grand backstory full of danger, excitement, and mystery, and you won't hesitate to tell everyone your stories. Most don't believe you. Your stories may or may not be true, but your ability to resist death's icy touch is very real. Maybe it's the luck of the Irish, or maybe you're too drunk to realize you should be dead. Either way, just once, you will survive anything that would otherwise kill you.

Brian watched on with a frown. The vote didn't end the way he'd hoped it would, but... well, at least he got to make a difference, one more time... If only it could have been a bit longer.

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Brian, CULT, has been killed.

Ari departed, ready to set off into the unknown. He wished the town well, and started on his way. He had a long way to walk.

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Ari has been stumped. He can no longer vote or use a role, but he may continue to discuss the game for the remainder. He also no longer counts as a number for his faction.