"It must be him" whispered the monks, theirs eyes pointed like daggers at linkcat as he leaves the room. A vote is cast and his name is first and formost. There were a few holdouts, but they stayed quiet, and far away. As the straws were drawn to see who got to put the knife in his back, when suddenly linkcat walks back in. He sees the group, and he sees their stares. He turns to leave but a monk has already shut the door. In a moment, the deed is done, and linkcat lays dead. A few feel safer, but how much safer can you feel when a guard is dead at your feet.
Linkcat was Town, and a Temple Guard (EoR) Wake a player up and save them from the nightkill tonight.
Linkcat softclaimed dead
