NIGHT THREEFarty1billion threw open the doors to the royal hall. "My lord!" he cried.
LoTu)S has been struck down by lightning!
King Dem0ns1ayer rose from his throne. "I see," he said, "then the heretics have recruited a wizard to their side... I fear that without the protection of my two greatest guards, I may be assassinated soon as well."
"Don't say such things, my lord."
Dem0ns1ayer gazed out of the large window into the dark, rainy night. 'Is there anything else?"
Farty1billion stumbled. "Yes, a stranger outside asked me to give you... this." Farty handed his king a note.
Dear noble king,
I assume it has become obvious that I am now in a quite a position of power. If you value your life, then you shall leave your kingdom behind and forever go into hiding. You shall deliver a farewell speech and sign a decree to transfer control of the kingdom to the leader of the 'heretic' group - as you have named us. If you fail to meet these demands, you will be killed on the fifth day of July. Please co---
From there, the rain water had smeared the rest of the message to the point where it couldn't be read.
The king read over the note again and then gazed upon his suspect. "Farty1billion, my loyal servant. Go into the streets and warn your fellow citizens of the danger of this situation!"
"Yes, sire."
Farty sprinted out of the castle to fulfill his task as given by the king. He was barely beyond the castle walls when a sack was cast over his head and he was forcefully jerked into the bushes.
"I trust you delivered the note?"
"Yes. I did all you asked, now please let me free!!"
"I'm afraid I cannot do that..."
By now, Farty1billion's captor had tied his arms and feet together. Farty struggled with all his might, but to no avail. "W-what are you going to do to me?"
His captor lifted him with the help of an unknown figure and the two heretics escorted Farty to the castle moat. Farty was completely incapacitated - all he could do was scream as he was thrown into the moat against his will.
"We're rewarding you for your hard work with a little swim!" laughed the stranger as Farty1billion landed with a splash. The two heretics ran back to their hideout. They didn't even stay to watch
Farty1billion die via the cold, dirty water filling his lungs (drowning).
Day Three begins now!! Vote to determine who among you is a heretic!
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