Eomer, your three theoretical guilty parties are all young lads and yet, instead of voting for one of them, you attempt to sink your noose into the neck of a wee lass whose only apparent crime is saying hello? You hooligan. A pox on you and possibly your king.
I was going to defy
Phantom's plan just to be difficult, but I'm in rather high spirits today, so I'll play nice. As always, however, I must constantly remind myself that a clever
Phantom isn't necessary a
Phantom who has my best interests at heart. (Note that this is just as much the case outside of Werewolf. He's really quite a horrible man.
)
Assuming I heard anything last Night, which I absolutely didn't, I may have reason to point a finger at
Dun,
Steve, and
my sweet prince Boro. Not my finger, necessarily, but a finger.
Meanwhile, annoyance at typical phananigans aside, I won't have any part in a lynch that involves
Phantom,
Brinn,
Shasta (obviously),
Pom, or myself (also obviously).
Finishing dinner and then back with more specific thoughts.
EDIT: x'd since
Eomer's vote, which means I have a bit of catching up to do