Ok, to test that myhand is telling the truth he will seer someone. Best case scenario it's a wolf and we lynch them the next day. Then that's one wolf down and one seer confirmed.
Angel/hero - whoever you are. Protect myhand tonight. Can't afford to take chances.
What you're saying is equivalent to saying that opening the blinds is exposing (bad connotation) the sky's true color. It's not exposing if it can be easily found. EDIT Just for a fact, I do believe I am a knight. But again... I can't protect Myhand as I have already protected someone
Votes: Ace Windu - Semicedevine Arun - Little Blue A Talking Fan - Little Blue Dom365 - Semicedevine Dr. Stupid - Semicedevine GeneralGror - Semicedevine His balls. - Dr. Stupid John Smith - Dr. Stupid Kellen the Conquerer - Myhandisonfire Mayor Sonnen - Semicedevine Little Blue - Mayor Sonnen Myhandisonfire - Kellen the Conquerer Qwed117 - Myhandisonfire Seahawks - His balls. Semicedevine - Myhandisonfire
Total counts: Semicedevine - 5 Myhandisonfire - 3 Dr. Stupid - 2 Little Blue - 2 His balls. - 1 Kellen the Conquerer - 1
Sunset is quickly approaching and the townsfolk know that they have only one chance today to eliminate part of the threat. Everything seems clear now, at least to some. Semicedevine must burn at the stake. They are all absolutely sure that he is naught more than a witch in disguise.
Semicedevine was trying to run out of town with the sun starting to set in the horizon. Surely if he were innocent, he would have defended himself more and ran less? As he is bound and lumber is being piled around his feet, someone says:
"Any last words, witch?"
Mumbling something about his brethren avenging him, the executioner doesn't wait for more of an answer. As the local priest finishes his prayer, the fire is lit and Semicedevine burns. As the flames devour the what had appeared to be human flesh the ugly truth is revealed. He was not one of them. The town celebrates, there's one less witch.
The sun finally sets and more than one glare of suspicion crosses the town square. All go out to their homes, hoping against hope that they will not meet their maker before daylight.
Semicedevine has been burned at the stake. He was a witch! Myhandisonfire is immune to all night actions!
It's night now. Those who can, PM me your actions. Nighttime ends roughly 24 hours from this post.
That was an apprentice witch we burned, my dear townsfolk. She had so much to learn and now never will.
I urge you not to vote the next day as first voter and again wait for me to vote first. The one voting first should be lynched by us, because he is a witch that steals my night immunity or our village idiot, who doesnt see the reason in it.
