Morning Six
The wind picked up again during the night, carrying piles of fresh snow to the castle, and it continued to blow even as the turbulent sky permitted dawn's weak rays to shine through. The wind and snow made the courtyard an uncomfortable place to meet, so the denizens of the castle gathered in the greenhouse instead.
The plants in the greenhouse seemed oddly unaffected by the cold weather and dimness of the sunlight. The archmage had used that place in his magic rituals, so it seemed to retain some protection from the outside world. The flowers were all in full bloom, except for one enormous tree at the center of the garden, dead and barren. It had not bloomed since the old archmage's death.
It was this tree that the Seneschal perched upon as he made his daily headcount. The Jailer had confirmed that the Paladin was still in his cell, but two more were missing as well. They were the
Gatekeeper, hell_hound, and the
Philosopher, Splime. Much of the crowd ventured into the castle, to check the missing denizens' rooms.
Everyone stopped outside the Gatekeeper's room. The door was open, and a quarrel was stuck in the opposite wall. Apparently he had managed to fire his weapon in an attempt to defend himself, but missed. There was a pool of blood on the floor, and a smear, again as though something had been dragged out. No corpse was found.
The Philosopher's room was next. The door had been torn off its hinges, and the gory scene inside the room was the clear calling card of the werewolf.
The castle had another day of voting ahead of it. Only one item was found ownerless - the
Crossbow that had failed to save the Gatekeeper's life.
It is Day Six!
Players, place your votes!
Votes for the Crossbow are Brown!
Public posting is open!
Night falls in 48 hours!
