Vote Count 1.FINAL:
sudgy (7): Twistedarcher, Archetype, A Drowned Kernel, AndrewisFTTW, yuma, ashersky, Jimmmmm
AndrewisFTTW (6): XerxesPraelor, sudgy, Witherweaver, xeiron
ashersky (1): shraeye
Twistedarcher (1): faust
With 13 alive it takes 7 to lynch.
The sun was about to set on the horizon. "Hurry!" several persons at the meeting shouted. "We have to lynch before nightfall!"
"I propose AndrewisFTTW!" one shouted, while another states "Let's lynch ashersky!"
The consensus swapped back and forth, but eventually, the majority of the group settled on sudgy. "Bring him here," mail-mi said. Sudgy walked up the short hill to mail-mi. "Now, let me just get the Oath Rod and..." mail-mi turned around, then, looking panicked, started scanning the ground. After searching, he looked back at the crowd with a worried look on his face. "The Oath Rod is gone!"
Quickly, everyone picked up the search. All but two, that is. Jimmmm turned to ashersky. "It's too late! We haven't time to find the Oath Rod!" And, while sudgy wasn't looking, Jimmmm pulled a sword out of his sheath and stabbed it through the body of sudgy.
Just as he wiped off his sword, and put it back, faust came out of the woods. "I found it! The Forsaken must have..." and then he saw sudgy.
"Quickly, quickly!" mail-mi said. "Bring it here!" Faust rushed up to mail-mi and handed him the oath rod. Mail-mi put it into sudgy's hand and concentrated for a second. The Oath Rod started to glow.
"I swear I will not say any word that is not true," sudgy coughed weakly. "I am Elayne Trankand, Daughter-Heir of Andor. And I am not a darkfrend." And with that, sudgy breathed her last breath and lay still.
sudgy has been lynched. He was the Light-aligned Elayne Trankand, a Ter'angreal Maker (Inventor).
You all have 48 hours of night. All players should send a PM to myself and mail-mi during night saying what, if any, action they will be taking, or just send an "I'm paying attention" note if you don't have an action.