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On Dartmoor's misty moors the townfolk, distraught at how many of their own had fallen prey and driven by pointing fingers, dragged the unfortunate Cadsky, a simple cabbage farmer, to an oak for a hanging no one could quite justify. Clutching his lucky cabbage leaf, Cadsky cursed his accusers’ as the hangman tightened the noose, the rope fell, and Cadsky was gone.

CADSKY - Baskervillager Lynched
 
On Dartmoor's misty moors the townfolk, distraught at how many of their own had fallen prey and driven by pointing fingers, dragged the unfortunate Cadsky, a simple cabbage farmer, to an oak for a hanging no one could quite justify. Clutching his lucky cabbage leaf, Cadsky cursed his accusers’ as the hangman tightened the noose, the rope fell, and Cadsky was gone.

CADSKY - Baskervillager Lynched
Damn that sucks. We really needed some evil to meet the noose overnights going to be a scary time now.
 
I actually think the SK might need to hold their kill too. There's a potential that there are three vampires, so they can hit their win condition at six players left.
Yes probably best to avoid that happening
 

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Night 5 announcement
Dawn slinks into Baskerville on cautious feet, as if afraid it might be next.
The fog is thicker than usual this morning—heavier, almost expectant. The village holds its breath. Two are missing. And the air reeks of blood... and burnt pipe tobacco.

Sherlock Holmes, the ever-watchful eye, the relentless investigator, the one-man arsenal of cleverness, has been found dead.
Not only was he the village Jack-of-All-Trades, but whisperers in the graveyard now reveal a darker twist: he had been turned—recruited by the Vampires.
A mind like his, gone to the shadows. A tragedy. A relief. Hard to say.

Meanwhile, Inspector Lestrade, loyal bulldog of the Baskerville Constabulary, has also fallen.
Reports suggest he met his end at the hands of none other than cunningly black-hearted super-villain, Moriarty.
Moriarty.
To most, a criminal mastermind. To Sherlock Holmes, a personal hobby gone horribly sentient.
Their rivalry was less “cat and mouse” and more “two cats with explosives tied to their tails, sprinting through a library.”
What a pity.
After all the cryptic clues, rooftop showdowns, and theatrical monologues, the greatest rivalry in Baskerville has ended—not with a bang, but with bureaucratic irony.
Sherlock Holmes, master of deduction, silenced in the night by the Mafia—no dramatic final confrontation, no chessboard finale, just a blade in the dark and a missing coat.
And for Moriarty, No genius. No arch-nemesis. Just a man with a clipboard and a very modest moustache.

One brain, one badge—both silenced. And somewhere in the distance, a howl that doesn’t quite sound like a dog.

SHERLOCK HOLMES - JOAT AND Vampire Recruit = MCBG. Killed by Mafia.

DETECTIVE LESTRADE - Baskerville Constabulary = WIZ. Killed by Moriarty.


It is now Day 5 in Baskerville.

Tread carefully—there’s less ground beneath your feet than you think.
 

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