Right now. I was hoping I'd have more powers activated, so I waited. Be patient
The civilians retreated to their houses, tired as ever. Another civilian had been killed because of their hasty decisions, and they would need to be very smart tomorrow in their voting. Hopefully they would find someone guility. The False Gods met atop the mountain in their little cavern. There was word that one called $$$man had mystical powers, and he would be an obstacle.
His house was very close to the edge of town, surrounded by trees on all sides. $$$man stayed up awake that night, trying to decide who was innocent. Walking outside, he noticed something moving around his house. He tried to get a feel for the person, but it was too dark to see clearly.
The figure leaped on top of $$$man, brandishing an iron dagger. He twirled and slashed, causing a wound on his arm. $$$man struggled back, and ran back into his house, grabbing a dagger of his own. His enemy FG ran through, and knocked him out of the front door into the yard. They fought for a while, swiping each other viciously.
Eventually, however, $$$man felt his arm growing tired. He was having trouble keeping up with the speed and power of the False God, and he stumbled to the ground. The shadowy figure smirked, and held him down with his boot as he attached a match and string to his knife. He did this a few times, covering the dagger in fire.
$$$man fell back again, trying to escape, but the FG pinned him down, spinning his dagger. He punched it down into the back of his opponent, engulfing him in flames and his own blood. Laughing, he soared off into the mountains, leaving rhe charred remains of $$$man behind. The civilians lost a great ally this fatal night.
$$$man was the oracle. Round 4 - the day phase - begins now.
