I am as well now because I believed it to be different (mayor votes again). But yes, I remember now that Sareln explictily explained how it works, but I forgot :/
So Lewwyn's dead? I would've preferred JKaen, but fingers crossed... I'm not sure what to make of that laughing message Lewwyn just posted. Does that mean we got one?
Gold Ergo Sum Wrote:Just as a point of clarification, I think SareIn said that the mayor doesn't pick between a tie if the mayor is voting, the tiebreaker just goes on whoever the mayor voted for.
Sareln.
And yes, that would be correct. I think it's pretty explicit on the first post (update 2), Is it not? I can clarify more.
No, it is clear Sareln. I simply forgot it. I always thought it would work differently (Mayor always decides in a vote no matter for whom he voted), then read your clarification on the matter, though to myself "Oh, differently then I thought" and after that forgot it and thought again that it works as I thought it would.
Ok, and now I am confused from all those thoughts...
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[INDENT]---- As dusk settled the herbalist and the carpenter sat quietly in a room of the inn. The weather that day had been foul and the village had decided to hold the day's deliberations in the inn. Now, as the day wound down, JKaen and Lewwyn were the two top vote getters. They waited for the village to decide their fate. As the minutes rolled by, the two looked at each other from time to time, hoping that some tic, some nervous pause would reveal to them the true form of the other.
A knock came sharply at the door, breaking the silence and causing both of them to jump up from where they were sitting. Roland came in, his face grave, as suited the new mayor. He looked at JKaen and Lewwyn and said: "The village is decided, Those who were voting for Scooter have swung their votes to Lewwyn." Lewwyn sighed with relief as Roland looked at him quizzicaly. Lewwyn explained: "last I checked I had 3 votes and JKaen 5, even with the scooter bloc swing, JKaen will hang based on the mayoral vote!" Roland shook his head slowly: "I voted for JKaen and that should have done it, Lewwyn, but Serdoa was not convinced. He swapped at the last minute, JKaen, you are free to go."
Lewwyn had a stunned expression on his face, his mind going to the gallows, lovingly built, expertly made. The trap door that would drop from beneath his feet, the plunge and taut pull as the rope caught and his neck snapped. The swaying back and forth in the evening wind. Something snapped, and he began to laugh. A hysterical laugh, the laugh of one who has completely lost it. Roland looked a bit unnerved, JKaen fearful to be so close to this madman, but the rest of the village piled in and led Lewwyn to the gallows.
No-one really knows where he got all the air with which to laugh, but it never stopped. He giggled and guffawed as they put the rope around his neck, and it was rather maniacal as Roland faced him and tried to compose himself to intone the words correctly. Eventually he got them out: "Lewwyn, by the authority invested in me by our fellow villagers, we condemn you to hang, so that the village might live. If you are not a werewolf, we are truly sorry, but there is no other way." Lewwyn paused for a brief moment, sanity returning to his eyes, and said one thing: "No, you're not." Before Roland could react Lewwyn had kicked the trapdoor's lever with his foot and the trapdoor gave way. The carpenter dropped, his neck snapped, and he hung in the air silent, as the village looked on.
A few minutes passed, and it was clear that Lewwyn had been innocent, no matter how mad he had become at the end. Of what had once been of group of villagers numbering 23, there were now 9, and night was falling.
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Ouch :/ Sorry Lewwyn, if I had not got it wrong in my mind how ties will be decided I would not have changed, I just wanted to have the decision and not want to wait for Roland to come back.
