The inaugural ten sat down to discuss who they thought was going to be lynched. They'd all voted privately, and although they voted for 5 different people, there was one man who had comfortably gained more votes. The village held their breath as the town mayor came forward to podium. Had they chosen right.
"My friends", he started, eyes fixed upon the crowd as 20 shining eyes beamed back at him.
The man paused. The tension grew. Several villagers exchanged nervous glances.
The mayor unfurled his scroll, and looked down at it. "It is clear that you know who you want to meet their fate", he continued.
He looked around the room once more, and fixed his eyes upon the victim. "Skunk940", he boomed. "Come here".
skunk940 has been lynched. He was the tanner!Skunk wins!