WOTMAFIA - Murder in Maredo - RACQUEL WINS!!

[Aira]

"Uh," Aira stammered in response to Firimei. We know Weir is a darkfriend and his protector died. To me, it seems logical to LYNCH WEIR.

[Brocas]

Brocas mutters to herself quietly as she finishes the second copy of the letter to the Tower. 'I will not be leashed,' she scowls, and seals the parchment with blue wax.

My dove,

The necklace of promise you gave me is beautiful but I can wear it no longer, for I am no longer worthy of your affection. The petals of my love drop from the flower, and soon the stalk itself will blend again with the soil. Please do not hide away the necklace in memory of us, once it is returned to you, but give it freely to another. Find new blossoms and cultivate them well. The soil beneath this stalk will be weeded, even as the petals fall, but I fear the new space may soon be filled by foreign grasses and wildflower, carried to it by the winds of time. Accept my apologies, if you care for me still, for it was not my intention to break your heart, and it is my hope that after all this native soil may hold its own life, beginning anew.

Yours eternally,
Anala

[Weir]

I may no longer be able to serve the Great Lord in life, soon, but at least his will is being done by you all plunging this town further into chaos.

Aira serves the Seanchan Empire, and Raquel is the male channeler burning people to a crisp. Do with that as you will.

All glory to the Great Lord!

[Callesa]

I sleep in my bed every night, that is why you may not have noticed me much. It may sound suspicious, but I am simply too unimportant and have no power to change anything in this town, no way to fight or protect. Therefore the most reasonable thing I can do every night is to lock the door and pray.

Lynch Weir

[Ashlee]

Ashlee stood on the front entrance-way where she lived, listening to the statements made by the other townsfolk. Aira is a Seanchan? Raquel is a male-channler? This town is in more danger than we all thought! However, the greatest threat must be dealt with first. "Our choice today is clear. We must LYNCH WEIR!"

[Aldwyn]

Aldwyn listened to the calls from outside his room and called out his own vote to lynch weir . After all the man had proclaimed himself an agent of the Shadow.

[Brocas]

Brocas collapses into bed after sending off the two letters and the package by pigeon, seeking rest in advance of what would surely be a long night. The bloodknife's ter'angreal ring feels heavy in her pocket. 'With Weir lynched, there is only Racquel left of the Darkfriends in Maredo, and my cause nears completion,' she thinks to herself. A deep weariness takes her suddenly, and her angry tears soak the covers as she sinks into sleep.

[Carlia]

It was unanimous.

The crowd surged in around Weir ready to bring him in to justice.

A woman in blue glares at Weir as the crowd gets close and weir looks around in a panic.

In short time Weir is in a noose and the trapdoor is opened.

LYNCH WEIR - BROCAS, RACQUEL, FIRIMEI, AIRA, CALLESA, ASHLEE

Weir the Aes Sedai of the Black Ajah turned Darkfriend Highest has been Lynched on Day 5.

DAY 5 HAS ENDED.
NIGHT 5 ENDS 12/10/16 AT 11:59 PM

[Brocas]

Brocas wakes with a start, and realizes she left the window open. The curtains flap idly in the breeze. She dresses numbly, not evening noticing the frigid cold from the draft, and draws her cloak around her shoulders as she exits the building. The soil squelches fatefully as she makes her way towards Racquel's abode, knowing that she will either meet her fate there or see an end to the male channeler. The ter'angreal is smooth to her skin as she slides it on her third finger inside her pocket, drawing it down to nestle with the great serpent ring. I am coming for you, villain.

[Racquel]

Racquel leaves the door unlocked, exiting the family home of many years for probably the last time. The house was left unlocked for the note tacked to the inside of the door to be found with ease:

All I wanted was to be left alone. Alone with my ale. I am not the evil you seek. I'm no friend of the dark. The Sedai will not die by my will this night.