Мафия 8. The Orcish Saga

Chapter Five

Oblivion

How sad it is when there's nothing to drink, no one to beat up, and you're even afraid to stick your head out the door. An Orc is afraid! What a disgrace – but that’s how it is! Most of them have holed up in their homes, hoping for a charismatic leader who will come and knock some sense into everyone!

But for now, there's one less coward: Revan ended his existence last night. He was stabbed, most likely with a dagger; his body lay in some incomprehensible circle, illuminated by four candles. Near the body lay a crumpled piece of paper with some kind of poem:
"Call of Dagon!
The Deep One is calling you
Call of Dagon!
Hear the night sky sing

Call of Dagon!
It's the sound of universe
Call of Dagon!
Somewhere in your dreams"

-Oh, how good it is that I managed to wake up today,- muttered Lu41k, watching as Revan's body was carried out of the house.
-At least nobody bothered me at night,- complained Gur, passing by,-some idiot kept banging on the door, and then apparently decided to stand guard outside. Patrolling, can you believe it!

Living settlers:
3. Gur
9. KostyaN
13. Magnus
15. WisTrit
16. Lu41k

Dead settlers:
1. Amko
2. Kash
4. Revan
5. Wedma
6. Hermit
7. Kyle
8. Arandor
10 Drakkoska
11. Drnik
12. WhiteLizard
14. Neira Drake
17. batonkamch

The Fifth Day is coming!