Mafia Game 1 Closed

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The grounds keeper’s cabin wasn’t a likely place where a professor would turn out of the blue, also there were plenty of old pillows and cushions around to make them feel comfortable. There they sat in a circle, some sat on an old three seater couch while others, on the ground. The door creaked open again and another student entered only to widen the radius of the circle. The Gryffindor brunette would welcome them with a smile and she stood in the center with a small cauldron pot in her arms.

It wasn’t expected that the word got out so quickly when Aurelia first said she might be starting a mafia game club and it wasn’t Long before there were Eleven players. The eleven consisted of people she had never met, people she didn’t like and people whom she had seen about in Hogwarts. But regardless of her thoughts, like all games, it needed to be an unbiased one.

The twelve year old began explaining the rules and how the game was played as clearly as she possibly could and asked if anyone had any questions. She was relieved that there weren’t many. “Pick one of the folded cards. On it would state what role you’d be recieving. Keep your eyes on your own card, don’t be nosy.” Aurelia remarked as she passed the cauldron pot around.

After everyone had received their roles, Aurelia would begin narrating. She wasn’t the best but she tried. “In the palace of... um... Hogwarst, there had been odd things happening. The young prince was found lifeless on the stairs to his room. The upset queen refused to believe that it was an accident, that she had slipped and fell but was convinced that somebody had in fact, murdered her son. ” The girl attempted to make her voice as menacing as she possibly could as if she was telling a ghost story in a halloween’s night but it had came out sounding far from what she expected.

“The queen set a new law. Each morning... uh... everybody would come together, state their business in their palace and together, figure out who the murderer is by voting. The furious queen in all her rage had also told everyone that those who do not vote, will put that vote on themselves and risk their head f-from being beheaded. ” She hoped that she didn’t sound ridiculous, but at least she tried.

“Now here we are, our first morning. ” Aurelia waved her hand, gesturing to the room in general. She turned to her left and pointed at an unfortunate player. “You sir, what do you do in the palace? A gardener... or perhaps one of the royal Guards? Stable boy, no? I see... ”

“Alright, all of you, get on with your voting I expect to see a beheaded head by dawn!” Though she tried to keep a straight face, she couldn’t help but pinch her lips together to prevent the smile from emerging.

Morgan fussed at the side of the person who was pointed to, wondering when it was going to be their turn to pick a card. They looked in the minuscule cauldron, at the brunette, back at the cauldron again, then down at Their legs on the soft wooded floor. Their toes twitched as the cauldron was passed to them, anxious to utter anything that could lead to the potential of his death in the game.
Morgan took a peek inside the cauldron, rummaged their hands through the even smaller bits of folded card, and finally took out one of them. They opened the card the moment it reached the proximity of their eyes; they hoped that the others playing - whom were very close beside them - could not see what their role was. Morgan read it carefully, gasped in utter shock, and closed it whilst trying to suppress an ecstatic yet nervous grin.
Morgan felt the cauldron move up slightly; the brunette was waiting for them to pass it around. Morgan, now fully in control of their smile, forced upon themselves a decent poker face and passed the cauldron on to the person on their right.

Eri loved mafia. That game was one of her favorites and she got to play werewolf last year. That had been very fun. 
Eri sat with the group and picked her card. Aurelia's story was very interesting. They had to find out the murderer of the Queen's son. Failure to pick the right person would end in beheading of an innocent person. "Are there any leads? We need to find out who did this soon so no innocent people die or get beheaded." Eri stated this statement and waited for others to start debating and they needed to figure this out now.

Eri chose a more challenging role as a town hunter. 

Henry , who was next in the circle, took his card and looked it over before sliding it in his pocket. He'd never really played this game before so he was quite nervous as to randomly choose someone as a killer, surely they couldn't be mad at him for it since it was a game.

Ignoring the thought, he'd nod in agreement with what the female said. It was a very interesting plot. Since they had to choose their own characters, Henry went for the basic shoe polisher in the town.

Glancing around the circle at the suspects, he'd hum before putting his own opinion forward as to answer her question.

"Maybe it will be someone who was really close to the Prince, because they had to be able to kill him, right? How was the murdering done? That would probably give us a clue of the weapon."

He scrunched his eyebrows up, thinking it over. He didn't want it to sound stupid as he was just trying to be helpful. He didn't think that he'd be able to work this one out as easy as he can work out homework. Maybe he was the bookish type of Ravenclaw rather than the general knowledge type.

Sonya was next. She drew her card at random and gave a slight smile. She'd only played mafia a couple times, with her cousins and their friends, and she thought she was mediocre at it. She really wasn't great at just guessing who to suspect and was usually worried that whoever she voted would get mad at her for thinking it was them.

She thought the story that had been made up was quite interesting. This game seemed like a good way to express creativity, especially for the narrator. She thought of what she'd say her role in the palace was. Chef? Guard? She eventually decided that when it came to it she'd say she was just a simple maid. She had nothing to add to the current conversation so she said nothing yet.

Finally, it was Emma's turn to draw from the cauldron. She liked mafia, though she didn't enjoy being called out (and killed) on the very first day during summer camp last year. It was practically redemption, except this time, there wasn't anyone to distract her.

Reaching her hand into the cauldron to pick out a card, she looked down at it and placed it into her lap without a single word or expression. Thinking of a character to come up with she looked from left to right, looking at the participants of the game. Watchman, artist, or even a knight. She all like those roles, but after deciding briefly, she decided to go with an artist. It was frankly the most basic.

"I agree," she said, pointing to the Ravenclaw, Henry. "Someone who's had unrestricted access to the prince. Like a butler or chef."

To her dismya, none of them were stating their character roles, perhaps they where shy and hadn’t gotten to know each other or she might not have given enough explaination of the rules. Regardless, the game had to go on.

“The poor prince was found at the bottom of the steps to his chambers. He might have been pushed. There were no slashes on his body besides a very ugly bruise on his head, which he might have hit while tumbling down the stairs. ” Aurelia attempted her best to make it as interesting as possible.

“Now, it could be anyone. What do you do around the palace?” She asked turning to the nearest person.

Eri frowned she forgot to say her job. "I'm the tailor. I made all of the clothes for the royal family. At the time of the murder I was helping the princess with a dress that she wanted for the royal ball." Eri said her Russian accent coming through on her words. She had decided to change her mind on her role. "I agree whoever did kill the prince needed to have a key to his room? Or maybe the door was unlocked? So he was pushed. Then we can't go off of weapons. But there needs to be a motive. Was he kind or was mean?"  She said all of her words calmly. She 

Tina reached into the hat and reading her slip led her to breath a sigh of relief. She had gotten the role she had wanted. What job should she have though? A servant? A jester? A healer... That would allow her to take care of anyone. She hoped things would get interesting since she decided not to vote for this round.  "I'm a medic/ healer. I take care of the royal family when they're sick and give them daily check ups to ensure they are healthy."