Posts from Mafia 18. Nightmare Seller.

My brain hasn't been working since yesterday evening.

PIERROT

Dear children, if your parents suddenly want to read this fairy tale, tell them that it was written not for them, but for you. They have their own: "Queen Margot," "Amory," "The Three Musketeers," "The Countess of Monsoreau," "The Count of Monte Cristo," "The Countess of Charny," "Conscience," "The Pastor of Ashburn."
You are probably curious about who wrote this fairy tale, because at your age, everything in the world is interesting. Well, know this: the author's name is Aramis; he is now a wonderful abbot, but he used to be a musketeer.
You can learn more about his story when you grow up.
You might ask, for whom did he compose this fairy tale? We answer: for the children of Madame de Longueville—small, charming princes, descendants of the handsome D'Artagnan.
Perhaps you have already heard something about him. Aramis wrote the fairy tale in a troubled, restless time. This time is called the Fronde, and may God save us from experiencing such a thing again.
And now, dear children, let Aramis entertain you with his work, just as he entertained your parents with his adventures, courting women, and participating in conspiracies and battles together with his friends—Athos, Porthos, and d'Artagnan.

Alexandre Dumas

Alas, madam, when a person is loved by everyone, it means that no one truly loves him.

A dimly lit city street. A lone passerby hurries to get away from here, but suddenly stops, drawn by a sound that suddenly appears. A piano is playing, someone starts to sing, but the words are difficult to make out; only "...I love the world..." can be clearly heard. A dark silhouette appears behind the passerby. The passerby falls.

A strange man, dressed in a dirty cloak, walks through a dark alley. He is absorbed in something, walking without looking where he's going, tripping regularly. There are signs of a beating on his face, bruises. This man is muttering something to himself: "The yellow face is hidden. The birds are hidden. Now we will find him, we will find him, my..." Suddenly, he stops and looks around. Two sharp fangs sink into his neck...

One of the central city districts. A young man walks slowly down an empty street, carrying a plush heart-shaped pillow filled with sawdust in front of him. He constantly looks at it and smiles. An arrow flies into his metal shoulder, the young man drops the pillow and curses the archer. At that moment, a large bat flies up to him from behind...

The Witch has been found, gentlemen (as Lizard would say), otherwise, why is Neira so actively trying to convince everyone to look for the vampire, from whom there haven't been any ghouls for two nights now? (check the newspapers). I think she's the one who should be executed tomorrow and blocked at night (if, of course, the blocker is still around). But what to do with the ghouls afterwards, I don't know, especially since there are at least three of them.

There are roles in the game that cannot be recruited (mermaid, devil, and water elemental). What will happen if a vampire tries to recruit them?

and there's no one in the list of the deceased who could fit that role.

lol, I thought everyone (or almost everyone) had already guessed who I was =[/QUOTE]
who is it? Could it be the good fairy? :smile36:

we can only guess and speculate about the roles of the deceased

who then? could it be a kind fairy?