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By the way, dwarves are quite fond of precious stones... Konstyantyn, maybe I missed something, but how are spirits connected to the Major?

Yeah, as always, I missed the mark. Anyway, I know that the avatar was of a female character; I mentioned earlier who it might be, including myself. Honestly, I also doubt who is in my avatar; it's probably a guy, but I didn't ask him if he uses cologne or not. As for the flower... I don't know yet; maybe it's from Vis. I don't have time to think about it right now; they're rushing me.
We also need to think about the stone; new ideas have come up, I'll tell you later, but Am might also be involved... I don't know... I'm leaning towards NNV.

Now, a question. Does anyone know how to translate the song in Lizard's signature? Google didn't give me anything.

Lyriel is indeed a rare band. ;)

Please:
Lyriel - Memoria

False world goodbye,
The enemy to rest
Now do the worst,
I do not weigh the spite
Free from the cares,
I live forever blessed
Enjoying peace and heavenly true delight

Round the world and back again
Is very far to roam
The footloose life of now and then
A wind-bound exile far from home
The leaves that just are open now
They'll have to fade and fall
Their faithful ever blooming now
Is merely in pain at all

Time's endlessly weighing
If you're prepared for the great trial
You know that you're just waiting
For the old man's smile

I remember all words spoken
All the songs that had been sung
How gracious were our hearts unbroken
When you and me were, oh, so young

Can't you see the coming dawn
Of summer day
Can't you smell the fear
For this endless way

False world goodbye,
The enemy to rest
Now do the worst,
I do not weigh the spite
Free from the cares,
I live for ever blessed
Enjoying peace and heavenly true delight

All the words remain unstated
All the songs I do not know
All too late my mind's elated
Take over now regretful woe

The summer's turning into pale
Finally I close my eyes
There is no use to desperate wail
Although it calls my soul to die at last

You'll just break your brain if you try to translate folk rock... I tried it myself, my god... I've never written down so many new words in a dictionary before

Okay, enough with searching for the maniac... that's true...

We need to look for the Mafia... They are our main problem...
Yesterday, no one was hanged... and the Mafia is slowly killing us...

I also think we should focus on the Mafia first. And also on those with the most evidence against them, and that the evidence is more reliable... upd

The summer's turning into pale
Finally I close my eyes
There is no use to desperate wail
Although it calls my soul to die at last

The soul is dead, a very "happy" ending.

I'm calling off the execution of Striped.
It's all a bit too subtle, even excessive...

well, we need to recall all the murders and try to connect them. If that doesn't work, we can take more obvious clues from a specific day and execute based on those... what do you think?
P.S. the clues can be simple; if the Mafia is in a strong position, and the villagers are in a bad spot, the GM can help in this way.

By the way, dwarves are big fans of precious stones... Konstyann, maybe I missed something, but how do spirits relate to the Major?

Spirits – we’ve already decided that they should indicate a female avatar. Although, that’s not a certainty...

so, take more obvious clues from any given day and execute based on them... huh?

Are you hinting at yourself?) I have to go now, unfortunately. Keep translating the song, and tell me about it later ;) Just in case, if there are any sudden developments, I'll leave my vote for NNV. I wouldn't want to miss it again :)

2 Kyle I was leaning towards Striped, but I couldn't connect any spirits to her. In my opinion, the argument "the girl in the avatar" doesn't prove that the murderer should use spirits. It's possible that the clue relates to the murderer indirectly, as it was with the Iron Maiden in the previous Mafia game (truly, a well-invented and excellently solved clue). I'll try to study the profiles.

execute Major Vortex - 1 vote (KostyaN) NNV - 3 votes (Major Vortex, Ple-Sen, WhiteLizard) 7 votes are needed to make a decision.

spirits and a flower...
the flower can be attributed to the Striped one (see avatar of Sylvan), and the spirits to Naire (see userbar about the alchemist), well, and they are also girls).

*found a moment for the forum and was shocked*
They were already planning to hang me. Flower. Mega-proof, right?
And now they'll say I've been hiding and that's why I'm not writing anything here. I knew I wouldn't be here often because I moved in with my grandmother, and there's zero civilization here:( I probably won't even see the end of this mafia.
At least they got rid of the bum, otherwise he would have definitely been assigned to me again. Although the role I have now isn't any more interesting. You could even say it's even more boring:(
Regarding the topic: go ahead and assign someone. Amaranth is right, the city will lose if you don't do anything. These hints don't reach me at all, so I'll only be happy with a smart version. I like the acacia version, but I can't imagine how spirits fit into it... well, I'm stupid, nothing can be done about it.

Oh! Look what I dug up:)

Lyrics to the Iron Maiden song - 22, Acacia Avenue (The Continuing Saga Of Charlotte The Harlot)

Harris Smith

If you're feeling down, depressed, and lonely
I know a place where we can go
22 Acacia Avenue, meet a lady that I know
So if you're looking for a good time
And you're prepared to pay the price
Fifteen quid is all she asks for
Everybody's got their vice
If you're waiting for a long time for the rest to do their piece
You can tell her that you know me, and you might even get it free
So any time you're down the East End, don't you hesitate to go
You can take my honest word for it, she'll teach you more than you can know
Charlotte, can't you get out from all this madness
Can't you see it only brings you sadness
When you entertain your men, don't know the risk of getting disease
Some day when you're reaching the age of forty
I bet you'll regret the days when you were laying
Nobody then will want to know
You won't have any beautiful wares to show anymore
22, the avenue that's the place where we all go
You will find it's warm inside, the red light's burning bright tonight
Charlotte, isn't it time you stopped this mad life
Don't you ever think about the bad times
Why do you have to live this way
Do you enjoy your lay, or is it the pay?
Sometimes when you're strolling down the avenue
The way you walk it makes men think of having you
When you're walking down the street
Everybody stops and turns to stare at you
Beat her, mistreat her, do anything that you please
Bite her, excite her, make her get down on her knees
Abuse her, misuse her, she can take all that you've got
Caress her, molest her, she always does what you want
You're running away, don't you know what you're doing
Can't you see it'll lead you to ruin
Charlotte, you've taken your life and you've thrown it away
You believe that because what you're earning
Your life's good, don't you know that you're hurting
All the people that love you, don't cast them aside
All the men that are constantly drooling
It's no life for you, stop all that screwing
You're packing your bags and you're _coming_ with me

Now we'll translate this too - it's possible there are some spirits or something else in the same vein...

Sure, here you go: If you're lonely and feeling down, I know a place where we can go: There's a lady on Acacia Avenue, number 22. If you want to have a good time, And you're willing to pay the price, Fifteen pounds is all she'll ask, And everyone will get their share of sin. If you've been waiting for too long, To get some rest and have your fun, Tell her you know Bruce Dickinson, And maybe she'll give you a free ride. When you're in the East End, Don't hesitate to come on in. Give her my word, And she'll show you more than you've ever known. Charlotte can't escape this madness, Can't you see? It's just bringing her down. When you're taking men in, Aren't you afraid of catching something? One day, when you're almost forty, I bet you'll regret all those years. No one will want to know you then, You won't be able to show them what you're worth. Acacia Avenue, number 22, that's where we'll all go! It's cozy and warm, the red light shines all night in the window. Charlotte, isn't it time to leave this crazy life behind? Have you ever thought about the hard times? Why do you live like this? Do you enjoy it, or is it just a goal? Sometimes, when you're walking down the street, Men turn their heads, they want you. When you're walking down the street, Everyone looks at you. Hit her, abuse her, Do whatever you want with her. Pinch her, tease her, Put her on her knees. Insult her, make fun of her, She's willing to take it all, Caress her, harass her, She'll never say no. You run away. Do you know what you're doing? Can't you see that I've ruined you? Charlotte, you've taken your life and thrown it away, Don't throw away all those who loved you, All those men who were so happy, This isn't a life for you. Stop this madness. You pack your things and leave with me.

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Yes, yes, I know that children read the forum, please don't beat me :D

It seems like everything is fine with the song. But here's another idea! Could a name in the signature, which happens to match the name of a perfume brand, be a clue?