White eagle please make double sure that you watch where they go, and not something else. Is it where they go? What they do? If you actually see who someone visits them?

@white eagle
what was all that talk about the postman the other day?

1. My PM just said "stone". No descriptive words.
2. It doesn't make a difference if I knew about it or not. His item claim contradicted his character claim. I had nothing to do with that.

Uno momentos.

That was just when I wanted to know if anyone was suspcous of me while I had no time on holidays. Then I found out myself Congamer had suspicouns so I used my action on him.

Nothing to worry about.

Paraphrasing attempt #2.

Night 1 - I [assume] I flied first. I land.I spy. No bad things he does. Lives normal life. I'm alive. - OUTLAWRON.

Night 2 - I fly. I see Conegamer going somewhere. I watch him there all night. But not all actually. I slept for some time a few times.

I assume there is a possibility he went somewhere else, and then returned while I was sleeping.

So you do see their actions then? Ok in that case it makes a bit more sense to me now. I don't see their actions, just their targets.

It just says that you saw cone go somewhere? It doesn't say where he went?

Also, you're assuming that you flew night 1?

Perhaps you flew night two because cone flew?

I'm completely lost right now. What a mess.

WhiteEagle, maybe get some rest, read up on this page. The sky tracking, naps, closed eyes...etc. all make no sense... Think carefully and then tell us what your role is exactly, and who you targeted Night 1 & 2.

So far we have:
- WhiteEagle claims tracker (maybe, honestly couldn't tell 100%).
- Nickles counterclaims WhiteEagle, claiming tracker himself.
- Cone's claimed visits contradict WhiteEagle's observations.

"The sound of hooves clattered against the cobbled streets. 

The stormy evening had continued long into the night and while most had gone to bed for the evening, others were about and moving with nefarious purpose.  The lone horseman had seen the shadow from one of the rooftops above and kicked his horse into a gallop.  As fast as his horse carried him, the shadowy figure from above seemed to have no troubles keeping up. 

Suddenly it was gone.  Oscar looked around in confusion.  One hand held the reins of his horse while the other held his lance high, preparing to ward off his would-be attacker.  His horse shrieked in pain as though struck by some unseen attacker.  He couldn't contain his own cry of pain as a jolt of pain surged out from his left arm.  The armor had been eaten away as well as the skin beneath it.  Drops of shadowy magic fell from the sky, each one eating through armor, skin, and bone alike.  Oscar's screams were short-lived.

They couldn't identify his remains the next day.  It was only by headcount did they realize who was missing from their gathering."