Chapter 4 - The feast
The lunchtime feast brought smiles on the weary faces, and joined their voices in laughter.
But the pure exhilaration of the victory soon gave way to a much baser kind of joy, fueled
by casks of aged ale. It was this drunken haze that would eventually cost the lives of two
innocents, and crush the spirits of the brave villagers once more.
Hana Song was a veteran member of the militia, and though she had slain several of the
undead single-handedly, she was accustomed to a life of luxury and personal privileges,
earning her the affectionate nickname Diva — which she despised no less than she did
ghouls. But the jovial atmosphere on the table easily lent itself to unwelcome jests, and so
Novak, along with R.B. and a few others found the temptation to abuse her patience
irresistible.
NotNova:
What's the matter, Diva? Upset that it wasn't you who killed the last two ghouls?DVa:
No. I'm upset you weren't one of them.rb:
Wow, look at the diva getting all bloodthirsty over a joke. She should grow a sense of humour, in my opinion.
DVa:
How about you grow a fork in your eye?NotNova:
Geese, Diva, calm down.bristep123:
If I didn't know any better, I'd say you're just looking for reasons to murder people.rb:
Wow yeah, that's a bit ghoulish in my opinion.DVa:
Excuse me?Egix96:
I'll be honest, you're getting a bit scarier than actual ghouls right now. Assuming you're not secretly one of them.
NotNova:
How do you know she's not?rb:
Wow, now that you said it I definitely sense the ghoul in her, in my opinion.Hana sprang from her chair and slammed her fists on the table. The plates clattered over
the merry jeers and the sudden noise cut them off like a knife. Now they could hear she
was quietly sobbing.
DVa (clapping):
Yes. I am a ghoul. You finally caught me. Congratulations.No one answered. An apology began to form on Novak's lips, but Hana did not wait for it.
DVa:
What's the matter? Aren't you going to lynch me? Come on, I'm a ghoul.NotNova:
I didn—DVa:
Oh. Right. You want proof. As you wish. Hana looked at the knife in her hand, and within a second sent it straight into Novak's
throat. He only managed to wheeze once before crashing on the floor, convulsing and
spraying blood.
DVa:
What's the matter, great champions? Is one delicate little diva too much for you? FINE, I WILL MAKE IT EASIER.
They swooped in to restrain her, but she had already jammed the fork in her own chest.
Panicked, the villagers stormed out to seek healers, old wives, anyone who could help
Hana and Novak. Having heard the desperate screams, two nearby travellers sprinted to
the inn to lend their aid, but they were too late. Tentatively, the militiamen waited for
either body to shed its mortal disguise. It did not happen this time.
DarkLightA (L-4)
rb (L-4)
Leodanny (L-5)
Dunnstral (L-6)
Not voting:
With 13 alive it takes 7 to lynch.
Deadline for Day 1 actions:
December 23, 2018 - 8:00 PM (GMT)
You have (expired on 2018-12-23 20:00:00) to discuss and decide on a lynch.
