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Old 10-06-2005, 07:13 PM   #298
Holbytlass
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A soft early snow fell upon the land blanketing it in sparkles that bedazzled the eyes. Not much to do, the villagers gathered in the warmth of the Inn but not in the warmth of the company.

Morning was spent in greatfulness to Cailin the seer for her work in weeding out one of the beasts, with the cost of her own life. Songs of praise were sang. Attentions were also turned in analizing her words, for knowledge about a few more of villagers.

Talk turned to who the accomplices might be. One stood up straight and tall, "I am the hunter.", he proclaimed.

Another rose up fair and firm,"Thou speakest false, wolf, I am the hunter."

Silence ensued at the two proclaimers. One definitely lied, but which? And it was safe to assume that one truly was the hunter and one would be a wolf, for an ordinary person wouldn't dream of confusing the issue on purpose.

More talk, more deceit, and more votes. Mormegil-blacksmith specializing in weaponry was to be executed for his part in the nightly killings of innocents and his shameful attempt to desicrate the honorable position of hunter.

Most of the villagers praised Abercrombieof Rohan-anchoress for her bravery and fortitude in coming forth in righteousness to demask another wolf.
So they agreed that she should have the honor of taking him down.

The hunter and the false hunter, followed by the rest of the villagers, went outside faced each other and drew their weapons. One had a long sword and one had a double-bladed battle axe.

After the mandatory bow, they locked weapons in a fierce battle to the death: for life, for the dead, for the village.
Working their weapons, blocking, thrusting, swinging, they hit power for power. Rings of clashing metals, sweat dripping, up and down they tried to over power the other.

With a surge of adrenaline, and a cry, "Aure entuluva!!, the true hunter extended their arm slicing through the head of their opponent, the swing was so mighty it came full circle and sliced off the head of its beloved owner.


villagers:6
wolves:2

dead
Holby(mod) clawed from wolves night 1
Gil-Galad(Ordinary)shot by firing squad day1
Shelob(ordinary)killed by wolves jack-o-lantern style night2
The Perky Ent(ranger)executed by his sword day2
cursed villager transformed on night3
Eomer of the Rohirrim(wolf)whacked by lumberjack's axe day3
Cailin(seer)drowned bobbing for apples with eyes ripped out night 4
Mormegil(hunter)beheaded by his own ax in a battle to the death day 4
Abercrombie(wolf)beheaded by hunter in a battle to the death day4



living
Formendacil
Wilwarin
Saucepan Man
Arcticstorm
Alcarillo
Marcolie
Azaelia
Boromir
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