The question is if I believe Daraius is who he actually is.
I don't think I'm clever enough to perpetrate a double Troublemaker bluff while being a Werewolf. Honestly I don't know what to make of Synkarin and Cyndarin, but I'm voting for one of them. They're the ones with the heat now, so I'd advise @Ileein, @Dylara, and @Tremula to speak up now if you have anything, because one of you is not vanilla town.
Oh lord, I go away for Super Fun History Summer Camp and I come back to 63 new posts and four pings. Okay, let's see.
You are correct that I am not, in fact, a vanilla villager; I would have been pretty silly to respond to an unsubstantiated Troublemaker claim with correct information, considering I was the Drunk, and now have no idea what I am! Possibilities include:
- a second Werewolf
- the Hunter
- a robber?
All told I am inclined to believe that chances are I'm still Town, so the coast seems to be clear.
Jadice, the Frost Queen says to you, "Constant vigilance."
Wow, this was a lot to wake up to! If my role was swapped, wouldn't I have received a message?
Only, as I understand it, if you are the Insomniac, or did the swapping yourself as the Robber. Everyone else knows what they were at the beginning of the night, but has no idea what they ended up as at the end.
Jadice, the Frost Queen says to you, "Constant vigilance."
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"Oh yeah, you're a naughty mayor, aren't you? Misfile that Form MA631-D. Comptroller Shevat's got a nice gemstone disc for you, but yer gonna have to beg for it."
Nope, the only info you have to go on during the day phase is what your fellow players claim. Read quick and come to a conclusion so we can off one of these suckers. I think Cyndarin and Synkarin are both werewolves, but I'd love to hear arguments for which should get our vote.
I've read the messages, but I don't understand why you originally lied about whose roles you swapped?
The idea was to try to goad me or you to offer legitimate information about our status, which (in theory) could out one of us as the furry menace! Or else prove that we are town. In this case, you revealed yourself to be Masons, which was corroborated by your fellow Mason.
Jadice, the Frost Queen says to you, "Constant vigilance."
I'm going to vote for Cyndarin against my better judgement but I think that no matter the outcome I will never be able to believe a single word from Daraius again.
Just like last time, I bluffed, then told the truth. My whole style has been to eke out information with an initial bluff, and reevaluate after the prestige. I'm voting Cyndarin. But gosh darnit if Synkarin really was the original Tanner I'm going to cry.
Sorry about my quietness earlier, I forgot I switched shifts with someone! :-SS
Avurekhos says, "Dylara's a PvP menace in my eyes, totes rekting face."
The eye of Dylara materialises in your hands and flings itself around your neck, tightening incomprehensibly until it is irremovable. Perfectly clean, this eyeball has been wrenched from the socket of Dylara. It has been animated by some unusual force, constantly looking around itself as if in shock or fear. It is bathed in a light covering of white flames that roll endlessly over its surface. A single chain of empyreal metal pierces either side of the eye, allowing it to be worn around the neck.
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Estarra the Eternal says, "Give Shevat the floor please."
Estarra the Eternal says, "Give Shevat the floor please."
Tanners only win if they get lynched, yes.
Estarra the Eternal says, "Give Shevat the floor please."
Estarra the Eternal says, "Give Shevat the floor please."
(No, that's the insanity of this game as I understand it.)
Estarra the Eternal says, "Give Shevat the floor please."
Estarra the Eternal says, "Give Shevat the floor please."
The eye of Dylara materialises in your hands and flings itself around your neck, tightening incomprehensibly until it is irremovable.
Perfectly clean, this eyeball has been wrenched from the socket of Dylara. It has been animated by some unusual force, constantly looking around itself as if in shock or fear. It is bathed in a light covering of white flames that roll endlessly over its surface. A single chain of empyreal metal pierces either side of the eye, allowing it to be worn around the neck.