GAME 3 - Night 2

[protoshepherd]

[ The moon is up! Perhaps it's time for a midnight snack? There's some wine in the kitchen, amongst other amenities. Feel free to use everything in a dead person's home. ]

The guilty

Defense Attorney
Prosecutor
Detective

Comments

[arurests]

[ this guy has some brandy, and will be rubbing salt on the wound. sorry, bro. ]

Don't tell me you were scared, Prosecutor.

[shacklebreaker]

[Blackquill sets down his glass, and stares at him for longer than is strictly comfortable.]

... Don't speak to me as if you understand the meaning of fear, Wolf Boy.

[THIS IS HOW PRISON FIGHTS START]

[arurests]

[ no, that doesn't work on him, sadly. ]

You're right. I don't, because I'm not afraid of anything.

[shacklebreaker]

Tsk... such an empty boast. Only a monster fears nothing.

And you could say I am in the business of hunting down such monsters.

[arurests]

Then why don't you kill me next?

[shacklebreaker]

I could cut you down at this very moment, if it weren't for that pesky detective.

[arurests]

Pity. I would've liked to see you try.