Call lightning. Oh Khenu Bhaal, blessed be the art of murder! In the darkest hours of the night, I called upon the god of means, motive and opportunity, and as it befits his most humble of servants, one of the greatest morons to grace this dismal agglomeration of dead woods and pesky villagers, I offered him their very best: Sir Duck the Delicious, who bested a werewolf in single combat and promptly died for my sins.
Well, also for calling out poor Shark, and because you never give an enemy the opportunity to change his mind, but either way, that's how I wanted to talk the entire time while the game was running. My apologies!
In all seriousness - we should do this more often, those English games. Thanks a lot for the opportunity, Alo. Wolfing, otoh, is stressfull as hell and you gave us a run for our money. Setting feels interesting of the kind that's easily going to lead to frustration, I think, I'd certainly be pretty miffed from a villager standpoint. We had no idea Ling was Healer & even though I marked Leon (NK1) incorrectly as Old Man for the longest time, we never stumbled across the real one. That easily could have gone the other way.
Shark, it's been a pleasure. Sunnie, I meant what I said about your posts yesterday, even though I was a dirty liar devoid of any proper feeling. Daro, you were being to constructive for your own good, and so was unicorn, we just never got around to her.
Onwards and upwards!