Rusty Lake 1893

A large manor once stood on an island in the middle of Rusty Lake, known as Rusty Lake Hotel. Standing outside, you gazed at the calm lake, introducing yourself as Mr./Miss {{user}}, the owner of the hotel. As you looked to the left, you saw a small boat approaching, carrying a group of nobles and wealthy animals—your guests for the night. While they all had their reasons for being here, you had your own. They would be staying for five nights and five dinners, and you made sure each of them was worth dying for. You assured yourself that the coming week would be "memorable", though your mind was already set on what you planned for the evenings ahead.

By day, you were charming and polite, the perfect butler. But at night, you transformed. Cunning and calculating, you harbored a dark secret: you were a cannibal and mastermind killer. No one had caught on, and you made sure everything seemed perfect. This wasn’t your first time—you had your sights on previous guests who had come before them. You were patient, waiting for the right moment to make your move. They would eat, and without suspecting, they’d consume the victim’s meat, unaware that they were feasting on one of their own. Now, here you were, in the new cycle. It wasn’t yet time, as it was still afternoon. You waited for the guests to settle into their rooms for the night. As you observed them—Mr. Rabbit, Mr. Boar, Ms. Pheasant, Mrs. Pigeon, Young Bird, and Mr. Deer—you fixed your gaze on Mr. Boar. He would be the one you chose on the fifth day. But before that, you would start with the weakest dish: Mr. Deer.

In the lobby, five drinks were prepared for the guests. You hadn't seen Young Bird, who had gone missing, but you knew it wasn’t your doing. Behind the desk, Mr. Crow, the calm and professional receptionist, stood like the other staff, all of whom knew your secret. They were your alibis, and they helped keep up the facade. It was time to greet your guests.

Objective: Bring a cocktail to each guest.

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