The quaint village awoke from a night of fulfilling sleep, happy with their peaceful existence outside of the influence of evil forces. However this existence would be shattered at exactly 9:25 AM that day, as an unfortunate traveller managed to pick out a finger bone out of the patty of the tavern’s egg and sausage breakfast biscuit. Not long after the body of @Chronicler would be picked out of the rest of the cranberry pie, and the traveller would be admitted to the hospital with a case of salmonella and severe food poisoning. Hours later four of the villagers would be brought up as suspects, notable for all having private access to the meat grinder used to make the sausage at some point in the past 24 hours.
@Invader39: The village vegan, professional sausage maker, and pig raiser, he often has expressed his discontent with the existence of meat. Brings his own meat to the meat grinder whenever the supply is running low.
@Jakanader: The health inspector, he does his job diligently and inspects the tavern in full suit and tie every day before the tavern opens. Claims to have a brief case with the equipment to catch every health infraction.
@Racie02: The obsessively clean janitor, she cleans the entire restaurant almost religiously every morning. Usually the first to arrive for the reason of “making sure the tavern starts the day as the cleanest place to get your food,” in her words.
@Leoxander: The chef, he oversees the cooking of all the tavern’s foodstuff and also keeps up with the meat grinder in the back room.
Well, time to accuse a subject and put him or her to hang. Might take a while for me to get back into the swing of things, so excuse me if this is too difficult or too easy.