Good job, Dylan.

Cedar

Sierra, Carolyn, Nikki, Iva, Drub Robin, Sam, Gabby, and Derek, you did not manage to get your heads on a statue.

This means it come this evening, you will be at the mercy of those gargoyles, the traitors.

Does anyone feel aggrieved about the fact they don't have a head on top of a statue?

Hey, whatever happens happens.

I did think that one of the new guys needs to head up there because we all think one of them might be a traitor.

Bob, what the hell are you doing? You throw me under the bus.

You just put a big target on me.

And ultimately, that's a problem.

Well, players, you should all be really proud of yourselves.

However, a round table is coming up and heads, I'm afraid, will roll.

To the castle.

Avanti Popula.

I feel like this was just the moment that gave Boston Rob the carte blanche to turn the game

around.

I think Rob was looking for a moment to get Bob out because Bob is playing the game that Boston Rob wants to play, which is the one sort of dictating the shots and the turret.

And, you know, it was just a matter of time before that power struggle would come to a head.

And it came very, very quickly.

But Bob just doing too much here. I mean,

it was so unnecessary to say that, particularly when one of the new guys is a traitor. So he

wasn't careful enough. I think he was just sort of speaking out of turn. And it came back to bite

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