[N] TL Mafia LXXV - Page 2

Night 1



I poured batsnacks another Talisker on the rocks.

"Make mine neat please," Greymist called out.

Two rows back, geript was smoking his cigar when he noticed something strange.

A shadowy figure rushed up and managed to grab a full bottle of Talisker Storm off my shelf.

"HEY!" geript screamed.

The shadow moved through the packed bar quickly, but not quick enough.

Kitaman, meanwhile had just popped out of the lavatory when he saw the bustly figure push towards him. Immediately spotting the bottle clutched in his arms, and suspecting he was up to no good, squarely placed his leg in front of the figure, tripping him. Even then, the guy still fell flat on his face clutching the bottle.

geript ran up, pulling the bottle out of his hand.

"Well shit, son," mutted Kitaman, "where do you think YOU'RE going?"

annul, a visitor (Town Vanilla) was given the boot.

Day 2



"Time to go to work," I said to myself as I grabbed my house keys ready to leave.

I stepped outside and to my extreme shock saw a slew of police officers walking towards me, their cars parked in my driveway.

"My name is Officer Foreman. You own this place, no?" the officer said, pointing to a picture of my whisky bar.

"Yes, sir," I responded. "I do."

"Well ma'am," he said, "unfortunately you will need to come with us and answer some questions regarding some patrons who were found dead at your establishment."

My eyes shot up. My mobile phone had died last night and I had only just finished charging it. Surely enough, there were more than 100 text messages and voicemails alerting me to the crime. When we arrived at the bar, I gasped in horror as the bodies were being carried away.

Holyflare, a patron (Town Vanilla) was found shot dead.
Koshi, a bouncer (Town Miller) was found shot dead.

Day 2 has begun.

Night 2



I walked into work on a bright Sunday morning to ask Damdred where my latest shipment of Talisker was. Damdred was our regular spirits supplier and the last week business had been extremely good.

"Um Talisker?" he muttered.... "weeeellllll......"

"Well what?" I inquired.

"I found a much better deal, so I went with that shipment instead."

"Well, you could have told me. How much did it run you and whom did you order from?"

"Guy's name was Xatalos. He was from Finland and he cut us a great deal on vodka..."

I nearly exploded.

"VODKA?!!??!!?" I screamed. "WHY ON EARTH WOULD YOU ORDER VODKA!"

"But, but...."

"One simply does not drink vodka! Especially if it's Finlandia!"

Damdred, the supplier (Town Vanilla) was given the boot!
Xatalos, the vodka lover (Mafia Roleblocker), was banished!

Day 3



Watching the news can be quite depressing these days.

"Guess I'll need to be on the lookout for anyone stealing my whiskey or American bourbon for that matter," I said. "That's another few that wound up dead."

Vivax, the supplier (Town Vanilla), was shot dead.
darthfoley, the distillery journeyman (Wanderer), was shot dead.

Day 3 has begun.