
In the morning, the town comes back to life. Birds crow overhead, a snake nearby hisses, a lingering coyote dips behind a shop before disappearing into the wild. It's a frightening contrast to the stillness of yesterday but it doesn't mean it's over yet. After all, today is the trial.
The Sheriff stands on the porch of the Town Hall and brings his hand up to his mouth to let out a whistle. He'll thumb back to the Hall behind him and very clearly state --
"Trial time, folks. Get in here and figure out who did it."
And then he'll turn to leave before pausing and adding on,
"Bring a snack or somethin' too.
The Town Hall is set up more like a court house, a Judge's bench at the front but instead of at center, it's off to the side as if more for observation than participation. There's a table at the front of the room already holding a small box and a pad of papers and pen, for voting apparently. A side room containing only a metal gurney is next and today it's obvious why there's a gurney there at all with the corpse, resting right on top of it. Aside from that, there are rows for everyone to take a seat and it's only after everyone is inside and settled, that the doors close and the Sheriff speaks.
"Well, have at it. You've got till nine."
And then, he points to a clock on the wall that reads 12:00. Good luck.
Welcome to the trial post! Characters are free to discuss everything related to the trial here. They won't be let out of the room until 9PM when voting ends. Every character must vote and the voting post can be found here.
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I've felt worse injuries, so it's nothing to be concerned over. I just wish they could heal faster.
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Well, with the proper treatment and a little luck, you should be just fine...
[A little luck, because whoo, someone's going to get executed...]
Do you remember seeing anyone or anything suspicious before you were injured, and before your sword went missing? And, when did you get it back?
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[ proper treatment and a little luck it is! ... he misses the repair room back at the citadel. ]
An old man leaving the hotel at night is suspicious, I believe.
[ He has resting prosecutor bitchface on top of whatever was on his agenda. ]
I grabbed my sword when I came to after... the fight? But I couldn't find the scabbard. Because of my arm, I just ran to the clinic.
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[...wait.]
You mean - the clinic wasn't boarded up that night?
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[ That's the most serious he's ever been. ]
The clinic was very open. In fact, there wasn't a door, just a broken porch.
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[She doesn't want him to die. He's nice, mostly.]
Do you remember seeing anything weird in or around the clinic? Or anything other than Mister von Karma that struck you as even a little strange, that night?
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[ Is he going to fix the credibility thing? Um. Well. ]
The clinic was fine... I got what I needed easily. But I suppose, that old man was probably already gone when I left the tailor.
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Already gone as in dead? Or did he go somewhere? We need to know if he was still alive when you left him!
[She's getting a headache...]
Please, be more clear!
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