Time: Dusk, around 07:00.
Date: Unknown.
Location: Malmö Lorient Napoli Townswille Somewhere in Europe.
*A letter is being written*
Dear Elizabeth,
I've just wanted to write that I'm fine and I've been doing well. There has been lots of unrest lately with all those religious conflicts (I feel so old!) and all kinds of bandits hanging around, but I'm confident I'll pull it through. I really don't have all that much time as I have to go back working to our guild master (what a prick he is...) and I don't want to lose my apprenticeship status.
As soon as I'll be done this year with training and I'll go to visit our local Cardinal, I'll be returning. Since I know that no one else back at home will be able to read this, just do what you always do - go to the Church. Best of luck and may God be with you!
Yours,
Henry.
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Somewhere far far away, in a galaxy far away behind 7 seas behind Mediteranean sea, somewhere along the Westernest part of Asia in a high white castle, a shadow has been slowly crawling downwards - his deed has been done and it was time to go back. His dark, bloody trenchoat and an completely expressionless face could have told one the story of what he had done... but only the very few people could believe the magnitude of what he had done. He had managed to kill one of the biggest threats to the guild in the Holy Area and he managed to get 2 thugs to do it while he himself also eliminated a couple other enemies... 49 men were dead, but that didn't bother him - there was work to be done.
Conrad of Montferrat, a flavour npc, has been deadened
Day 1 Begin.
With 25 alive, it takes 13 to lynch. Deadline is May 5th.
