The Skeleton crouches behind a stone brick roof. It watches over the public fields, thanks to its night vision it has no difficulty in watching. It bides its time, waiting for any late night walkers to come out. Surely enough, one walker does come. The walker is Marnixxie. The Skeleton quietly slides down, making sure to stay light on its bony feet. The skeleton quietly draws back its bow, taking care to aim at where Marnixxie is going to be. The Skeleton shoots. TWANG!
Marnixxie shouts wildly. "I took an arrow to the knee! Help me!"
The skeleton curses under its breath, quickly drawing another arrow. No time to aim. The Skeleton shoots, and melts into the darkness.
***
The next morning, the town crowds over Marnixxie's corpse. Arrows in both knees. It looks like Marnixxie bled to death. Just a civilian. Skeleton, learn to aim better.
There were no further kills that night.
Marnixxie was a civilian.
It is now Day 2.
With 16 left alive, it takes 9 to lynch. (Or hit with a boulder)
Marnixxie, you have one last statement you can make.
Marnixxie shouts wildly. "I took an arrow to the knee! Help me!"
The skeleton curses under its breath, quickly drawing another arrow. No time to aim. The Skeleton shoots, and melts into the darkness.
***
The next morning, the town crowds over Marnixxie's corpse. Arrows in both knees. It looks like Marnixxie bled to death. Just a civilian. Skeleton, learn to aim better.
There were no further kills that night.
Marnixxie was a civilian.
It is now Day 2.
With 16 left alive, it takes 9 to lynch. (Or hit with a boulder)
Marnixxie, you have one last statement you can make.