People obviously know what the hell is going on

/shrug

Voting Evilrunt!

Damn now that lynch I call a bandwagon. What did you guys talk in chat!
At least Arby went down with me

im voting keerb cause i dont trust him.
he likes to twist the stories

Imma vote for Torqez.

His timings have been a lil off on nearly everything, swapping votes after deadlines. DCing in chat when queried about being mob etc

Hopefully get a chance to talk to a few souls and see whats been doing though.

idk who to vote for really, you're all moblike and noone has convinced me otherwise

voting wendy cause i like the look of that bus

I vote Xara

i just think shes been acting very mobbish without chatting.

I know some of you say shes know to only be active with a role, i think its a good "ploy" for which she could use this round as mob.

Tbh, I was a very good vote!

Changing to Keerb!

for a billabong-dweller he makes a lot of sense

changing vote to keerb

voting keerb

i vote keerb

Keerb [8] – xara, Wendy, Gwynedd, Torqez, Undeath, Tia, EvilRunt, WalkingCorpse
Wendy [1] – Keerb
Tia [1] – KT
Torqez [1] - Poley
Xara [1] - TBO
Poley [1] – Alundra

“Im’ma kill him!” he screamed turning red in the face, “Nobody talks to me like that and doesn’t end up in a pine box!”

Torqez had been in town earlier to get some supplies for the ranch and see his girl that worked at the saloon. Immediately following his rendezvous with her as he was casually walking down the stairs he bumped into Hank Hafferty who grinned crookedly at his girl saying “Wal now lookie here, we got ourselves a right fine queen of the night. Why don’t ya leave pig sticker here and mosey on up to the back room with a real man.” Instantly feeling his face turning red with anger Torqez stepped in between his girl and Hank Hafferty putting his finger in his face “You yellow-belly rattlesnake!” he hissed between gritted teeth, “If you so much as lay a hand on her I will put a bullet in ya!”

Hank Hafferty not one to be shown up instantly drew his weapon. Torqez never really stood a chance and was staring in shock as the piece was thrust into his gut. “So, you gonna shoot me eh? Seems to me that you may have bitten a piece of hide off the wrong bull here mister!” Hank Hafferty stated tersely, “Why don’t ya walk right on out of here and git on your hawse, then ride on outta town like a good cowpoke before I plug ya a few times!” Torqez knowing he stood no chance quickly slipped down the stairs and towards the saloon door pausing to look back up as Hank Hafferty put his arm around his girl’s waist and walked towards that back room chuckling.

Immediately Torqez stormed out, got on his horse, and headed back to the ranch. He was seething with anger but knew that he was no match in a fair fight with Hank Hafferty due to his sheer speed with a weapon. He rode his horse hard all the way back to the ranch and stormed into the house confronting his employer about the situation.

“Im’ma kill him!” he screamed turning red in the face, “Nobody talks to me like that and doesn’t end up in a pine box!” His employer tried to calm him down with reasoning but nothing would work. Torqez was too full of anger and hate that all he could see was red and his employer knew that this day would end with bloodshed; likely Torqez’s blood. Torqez stormed out of the house and headed for the hands quarters searching for his rifle. If he could not beat him in a fair draw situation then he would just take matters into his own hands and catch him when he was not ready. He knew the law would be after him but he figured he would just skip town with his girl and find a new life somewhere farther west where the law was not quite established.

His employer, SSL, had not always been a rancher. In fact, he had at one time been a gun for hire out east and was well renowned in some circles as being one of the fastest guns alive. Knowing that Hank Hafferty would likely kill Torqez in a fair draw he decided he would take matters into his own hands and get Hank Hafferty to draw on him so he could kill him without the law coming after either him or Hank Hafferty. He went into his bedroom, opened up the chest at the foot of his bed, and strapped on his pearl handled Colt 1877. It was getting dark and he knew he needed to get into town quickly to do this when most people would be either sleeping or drinking in the saloon. He mounted his horse and headed off for town not seeing that Torqez had already taken a horse and headed for town as well. Upon arriving in to town it was already dark around 2 hours until midnight and he figured Hank Hafferty would be in the saloon having a few drinks after everything that had happened.

He casually walked in to the saloon and then paused upon entering, searching for Hank Hafferty. He located him on the right side of the bar with a beer in one hand and his other arm wrapped around some girl. “Probably Torqez’s girl.” He thought, “Well, I suppose it is time to conclude this nasty business.” He strode over to that part of the bar and ordered a shot of whiskey, then turned to glance at Hank Hafferty who was already looking him over. Hank Hafferty knew who he was and that Torqez worked for him so he had immediate disdain for SSL. SSL took the shot of whiskey in one quick gulp barely wincing at the burn. Once upon a time he had been a hard drinker to go along with his gun slingin days. He ordered another shot and then told the bartender to leave the bottle. He wanted to try and make sure he could bait Hank Hafferty into initiating the conflict so he would be in his right to kill him. He took a few more shots of whiskey and then pretending to be fairly drunk he stumbled and knocked into Hank Hafferty spilling his bottle of whiskey all over him.

Angrily, Hank Hafferty shoved him back “You stupid drunk cowpoke! Why don’t ya watch what yo’re doin before I rap you over the head with a bottle!” SSl had achieved exactly what he wanted in angering Hank Hafferty and decided to push the issue just a bit. “Look here you dog, if you know what is good for ya, you will just keep your mouth shut and leave it be.” He stated plainly. “Gawd knows that I would hate to have to show you up in front of all these people in here.” Hank Hafferty was seething now. Nobody had ever blatantly challenged him like this before in front of so many people and he knew either he would have to deal with it or forever be branded a coward. “You better come outside right now mister, cause I’m gonna shoot you and I think that it would be best if we did not involve all these people in here.” He said.

Instantly a hush came over the saloon as people overheard the altercation and they made way as the two involved made their way to the door and into the street. SSL walked out into the street a dozen paces and then turned around to face Hank Hafferty who was already standing low with his hand hovering his pistol. They both stared intently at each other while all the people in the saloon crowded the windows and doors to see how it would play out. Suddenly a shot rang out.

Hank Hafferty fell over dead, a bullet having struck him right in the heart.

Torqez had been hiding on top of the church waiting for Hank Hafferty to exit the saloon and killed him when he was standing still. Nobody had managed to see him and, therefore, were not sure who the killer was. They just knew that in the end the gunfight they were all hoping to see would not happen.

Hank Hafferty aka Keerb the loyal townie was dead.

Note: Torqez was used solely for the purpose of the story. Since he was involved in the lynch, he was used as the killer.