The Rules
In the dimly lit atmosphere of the Howling Plate, the host's voice cut through the tense silence.
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"The rules are simple," he stated, his expression unreadable.
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"Attention, esteemed guests, tonight, we have 20 players in our midst. Among you, there are 3 wolves, 2 doves, a bloodhound, and the remaining, dear guests, are sheep."
A murmur of dismay rippled through the crowd as they absorbed the revelation.
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"As the dinner hour approaches, the game's next phase begins," he declared, his tone unwavering.
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"The wolves, three among you, shall be invited to the table. They will be presented with a menu from which to choose their victim."
An uneasy tension settled over the room as the wolves awaited their turn, eyes darting amongst themselves, calculating their next move.
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"Following the wolves, the doves, two in number, shall take their place at the table," the host continued, his gaze sweeping across the room.
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"They, too, shall receive a menu, but their choice shall be one of salvation, selecting a diner to protect from the wolves' grasp."
A ripple of relief spread among some, while others fidgeted nervously, knowing their fate hung in the balance.
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"And lastly," the host intoned, his voice carrying a weight of finality.
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"the bloodhound shall join the table. With keen senses, they shall be given a menu to discern the true nature of one among the sheep."
As the anticipation mounted in the Howling Plate, the host's voice remained steady, laying out the unfolding events of the night.
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"By morning, as you gather for breakfast, I will invite you to the table once more," he explained, his words measured.
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"There, I will announce the events of the previous night's dinner. The wolves will have made their choice, the doves their protection, and the bloodhound their investigation."
An undercurrent of tension crackled through the room as the players absorbed the gravity of the situation.
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"At breakfast, the sheep will be given their chance to discuss amongst themselves," the host continued, his gaze sweeping over the assembled diners.
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"And then, at lunch," the host declared, his voice carrying a note of finality, "the sheep shall take their place at the table once more. It will be their moment of judgment, to collectively decide who among them is the wolf."
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