The mob, for once, was relatively united in its desire to kill Decktrya. They grabbed their torches, and grabbed their pitchforks, and went out in the evening. Decktrya, not having missed the assemblies, was aware that the mob was going to target him. He warily sat in his house, anticipating his demise. He said a few prayers, and when the mob came in, he offered no resistance. The multitude, nonplussed at this mellow reaction to a bloodlust-filled group, grabbed Decktrya and carried him to the gallows. As Decktrya was being led to his execution sight, he suddenly had second thoughts. He tried to reason with the mob, saying things such as "come on, I'm not a fake god! I'm just a modest villager!" and "please... don't kill me! I don't want to die!" This petulant outburst revived the frenzied mob, and they moved ever faster to the gallows. Decktrya continued to complain and plead until the platform was released and he was dead.
Decktrya was a civilian and a gambler.
Everyone then started to walk away. They were disgusted at Decktrya's limp body. But Purity_Riot stayed behind. He had been one of the first to accuse Decktrya, and felt guilty at having so adamantly advocated for the death of an innocent. He sat at the gallows, uttering prayer after prayer. But his guilt refused to leave. It was midnight and pitch dark when he decided to walk back to his abode. But as he turned around, he noticed an ominous wind. The wind kept blowing, and the dust stirred up into a small twister, a dusty tornado. It flung itself at Purity_Riot. Purity_Riot ran away, but he could not outrun the maelstrom. It caught up with him, and the massive wind knocked Purity_riot over onto his back. Incapacitated and pinned to the ground by the gust, Purity_Riot could only crawl away as a shadowy figure slowly crept up to him. The figure took out a strange weapon, and struck down Purity_Riot, severing him in two. The figure then made its way back to the village. The next morning, everyone awoke to an inconspicuously absent Purity_Riot. After searching high and low, he was declared dead. The body was never found.
Purity_Riot was a civilian and a vigilante.
Let day four begin.
