The councillors were worried on arriving in their bedrooms. They had all asked for guards about the place, but they were few and far between. Most of them settled down to sleep, but the spiders in the corners of the corridors noticed a shadowy figure making his way towards Jubal's room, looking confident and not at all worried. The figure looked around the corner to see a number of guards keeping watch outside the room. Foiled for now he turned back.
But this shadowy figure was Hamadir Sirilsson, and Hamadir Sirilsson was an assassin. And he was being paid well by the client who had ordered this killing. There had also been threats which he didn't want to see carried out in the event he failed his task. He went outside, and stood in the courtyard looked up at the window of the room of his target. He decided he could probably drop onto the window's edge from the room above. Up he went, and down he leapt. Hamadir carefully prised the window open, and snook inside. Jubal was sat in the corner, reading a book. Hamadir raced across the room as Jubal leapt up and shouted the guards to come inside.
The door burst open too late, Hamadir was climbing back out of the window and Jubal was on the floor with a dagger in his chest.
Jubal (Town) has been killed. He was Lord Ariadir Ikarasson, the son of a famous council leader and warmaiden, Lady Ikara Riosdan. He was a young councillor who people saw as having the potential (and relatives) to climb high before these dark times came.
It is now Day 2. Night will begin around about 22:00 GMT on Thursday 15th January (maybe a bit longer depending on how your discussions are going). You require 4 votes for a lynch.
