Raid was a simple villager, kinda grumpy at the end there, but who can blame him? This whole community was his idea but he was never lucky enough to be made elder or get to do any cool shit. Living alongside the English had taken its toll on his faith. He knew his duty, and a bunch of other things, but this is just a flavor paragraph and everyone stopped reading long ago.
And in this paragraph, I would generally make a little joke or two at the person's expense while listing the shuns. First Sugar, then Primate... and finally, Mittens. Since most of the community didn't vote, that was actually enough and it's shun o'clock with full excommunication. The news hits Raid hard. He goes as wild as one of his quarterback's deep throws. Now there's nothing left but to copypaste the last sentence from last time and hit post.
Solemnly, everyone returned to their homes. The Amish may have lost one of their own, but perhaps they would be stronger for it. The struggle for the heart of the community rages on.
The deadline for evening actions is 1pm GLB (3pm EST) on Thursday, August 1st.