[Anguirel]

Well...after acting so smarmy yesterday...I have to admit I haven't the vaguest idea what's going on. Or why we're not all dead.

My evil stratagem has now completely caved in, so I'll tell you what I had in mind.

In the event of Eonwe being slain and the Cursed One not being found, I was planning to vote for Lalaith, thus forcing her to vote for herself if she wanted the village to win. She would then hunt tar-ancalime, and I, the jester, would alone survive! I would be lord of the village! I would dance on the corpses!

JESTER WINS!

But it was not to be. Now, Lalaith, once again everything lies in your hands. You are the only one of us who cannot be Cursed, as you are clearly the Hunter. I want you to accept my apologies for my framing of Glirdan and LMP-Menel wasn't intentional-and to believe that I've turned over a new leaf. I've repented. Our revels now are ended. I only manipulated people and sent them to their doom when it seemed we were winning by too wide a margin. I wanted there to be a factor of thrill. But now the wolves might actually win-should have won already-

Please believe that I'm on your side. I acted like a Cobbler or a Cursed Villager yesterday and the day before, true; but I would not have known to do so were I the Cursed One. I was playing mind-games, but now the game has swept ahead of me.

Now-I say we lynch the smoother, more dangerous wolf first.

++TAR-ANCALIME