Board Thread:Role Ideas (Neutral)/@comment-39279656-20190506193816

Role Name: Highwayman

Role Alignment: Neutral Killing

Abilities: Take a toll from one town member each night.

Attributes:

-Choose who you want to toll each day. -The victim will converse with you in a chat at night. -You may choose to attack your victim with a basic attack or let them pass -If you let them pass, you gain their investigative result. -If you sucessfully kill them, you gain a toll and their role is hidden to everyone. ​​​​​​-If their defence is too strong, you are informed and get no toll.

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Notifications:

You were visited by the Highwayman! The Highwayman decided to let you go. The Highwayman changed his mind. The Highwayman has decided to make you roadkill! They were run over by the Highwayman. (Deaths) You decided to make [Player Name] pay up.

Goal: Kill all who would oppose you and get 4 (changeable) tolls while doing so.

Win Conditions:

You must kill the Mafia You must kill Serial Killers You must kill Arsonists You must kill Werewolves You must kill the Town You win with Survivors You win with Witches You may spare anyone else.

Special Attributes:

​​​​​-You have a Death Note -Basic Attack / No Defence -Unique Role -If you and the jailor pick the same target, jailor gets priority. -If you and the Pirate pick the same target, the Pirate gets Priority. -If you attempt to Toll a killing role, they are able to secretly attack you if they wish. -If you attempt to Toll a revealed Mayor, they will pay you off, giving you a toll, but never talking. -Your target is not roleblocked, or immune to attacks.

Investigator Results: Sheriff - Your target is Suspicious! Investigator - Investigator, Consigleire, Mayor, Tracker, Plaguebearer, or Highwayman. ​​​​​Consigliere - Your role loves money to the point of murder, they must be the Highwayman!

Achievements:

Jalopy - Win one game as the Highwayman Roadster - Win five games as the Highwayman Racecar - Win ten games as the Highwayman Supercar - Win twenty five games as the Highwayman No blood on my hands! - Let someone go, only to have them die by another source. The Big Man - Get a Toll from the revealed Mayor. Tax Evasion - Be killed by your target.

Additional Information:

THIS ROLE IS NOT A JAILOR RIPOFF, your target is not roleblocked at night, nor are they immune to any attacks. This could argueably be a pirate ripoff too, but they are drastically different besides their method of attack and goal.

Lore:

-You are an old, greedy ex-transporter who uses vehicular manslaughter as a threat to get cash at any cost.

Story:

​​​​​​"Alright then Giles.", the Godfather says to his Consigliere, "We need you over at the Corwin house. He could be that doctor who keeps healing everyone." "Of course.", Giles says slyly. He walks over to the door, grabs his cloak from the rack, and steps out into the cold dark night. He treads across the ground, lightly, so nobody could hear. His senses kick in. The sound of the deranged giggles from the confirmed Jesters house. The feeling of someone racing past him to their home, wet with blood. The smell of cleaning fluid as he sees his coleages, the Mafioso and the Janitor, walk calmly into the Sheriffs house. And suddenly the blinding sight of torchlight in his eye. A horsedrawn carridge had pulled up infront of him, blocking his path.

"Ugh... not that Transporter again...", Giles mumbles to himself as the owner steps out of the vehicle.

"Heheheh... well, hello there. Lovely night for a stroll.", the driver says with a smirk.

"But... I thought you hated walking...?", the Consigliere says, remembering yesterday when they chatted.

"Walking, driving... I like both... Now then, about time you pay up."

"Wait, what?"

"Yes. Hope you brought cash.", the Highwayman smirks, revealing his wrinkly, unshaven face from under his wide brimmed hat.

"Sir, please, I have to see this man tonight!"

"Hmm, how about, I let you off the hook, for tonight...", he says mercifully.

"Yes, please. My boss will give me money tommorrow."

"Wait, a boss? You are part of the Mafia, aren't you?", the Highwayman questions.

"What... N-no!"

"I always hated the Mafia... Even though I'm no townie, I think I will do them a favor.", the elder says, hopping back onto his vehicle.

"Please! Don't kill me!"

"Giles Corey, you are now permanently Off the Hook!"

That is when he felt another feeling, the weight of two horses crushing him into the pavement. ​​​​​​ 