Endgame
Twilight neared and again although the decision was not unanimous it was sufficient to put the noose around the neck of the guy who would be Scoobert. Perhaps his appearance had been against him, the villagers unable to distinguish between the canine and the lupine. Those who condemned him cheered as his body fell but as it twitched and jerked on the rope but as it did so the cheers started to sound more like howls. The villages had signed their own death warrant when they palced the noose around his neck.
Holbytlass and Nilpaurion Felaguns stood back to back as Gil Galad, the hunter could do nothing against such odds. The trio of wolves they had known as, Feanor of the Peredhil, Kath and Orominuialwen circled quickly before there was a brief but violent flurry of fur and blood.
Werewolves 3 Villagers 0
First Awards on the Noticeboard shortly but lengthy post mortems will have to wait til tomorrow....
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“But Finrod walks with Finarfin his father beneath the trees in Eldamar.”
Christopher Tolkien, Requiescat in pace
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