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Once gathered in the town square, accusations fly. Fingers are pointed at those who spoke loudest at the last gathering and those who remained silent alike, though ultimately a clear target emerged. Moldyvort skulks to the center of the town square, delivers a few parting words of reprimand, and slips the noose around his own neck.
Taking his angst to be a sign of guilt, you all agree to remove the support from underneath him. His body jerks twice and falls limp. You check his pockets and find no evidence of wrongdoing. A later search of his home revealed nothing except a now masterless dog. Moldyvort was another innocent - a normal villager like most of you. You hang your own heads in shame as you return to your respective homes.
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