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Alcarillo · 12-12-2005, 06:02 PM

Aiwendil slept soundly in his cottage, exhausted from the events of the past few days. As he rested, the two remaining werewolves snuck past his window, moving towards the front door. The fiddled with the lock, and snuck into the dark house, giggling with horrible glee at their next kill. They crept down a hallway, and found Aiwendil's bedroom, lined with books. The crept inside, but one of the werewolves stepped upon a squeaky floorboard. The long creak resounded throughout the house, stark and plain against the silence of the night. Aiwendil awoke, and rolled over groaning, but his eyes jumped open when he saw the shape of two werewolves at the foot of his bed. In an instant he grabbed from under his bed a bow and quiver, and without a moment's hesitation poured flashing arrows at them. "YOU MURDERERS! I’M GONNA KILL YOU!" he shouted. The werewolves dashed out the door, chased by a flurry of arrows.

Once they had left his house, Aiwendil could not let them still live. He donned a dark cloak and slung his quiver across his back. With the grace of a cat he snuck out the front door without a sound. He stood on the main road of the village, with the harbor to his left and the forests to his right. Aiwendil crossed the road, and stood outside Morm's house. I'm sure it was him, Aiwendil thought, I'm certain! Aiwendil skillfully unlocked a window with a jagged piece of steel, and crawled through into Mormegil's house. He fit an arrow to his bow, and moved silently down a dim hallway, lit by the moon through a window. He soon heard Morm snoring beyond one door. Aiwendil took a breath and thrust open the door, shouting.

But Morm was awake. Morm held a plank of wood (with several nails in it), and standing next to the door, bashed Aiwendil across the face and chest as he rushed in. Aiwendil let the arrow slip in his surprise, and it flew flashing into Morm's throat. Aiwendil, too, fell down to the floor, bleeding profusely. He glanced over his shoulder at Morm, who was slumping to the floor. But Aiwendil went unconscious before he knew if Morm was a werewolf, and they both soon died.

* * * * *

The villagers awoke to find their number decreased by two. They found Morm's and Aiwendil's bodies in Morm's house. Neither had transformed into a wolf. Two more innocents had died in the night.

* * * * *

Dead
Alcarillo – mod - impaled upon his own sword – NIGHT 1
dancing spawn of ungoliant – werewolf – pushed off the cliffs and into the sea – DAY 1
Jack – seer – toasted and roasted in forge – NIGHT 2
Rune son of Bjarne – ordinary – burnt at the stake – DAY 2
Gurthang – ordinary – slain in naval engagement – DAY 2
Wilwarin538 – ordinary – killed with fiddle-strings – NIGHT 3
WaynetheGoblin – ordinary – burnt at Gurthang's stake – DAY 3
The Saucepan Man – ordinary – dismembered – NIGHT 4
Lhunardawen – ranger – beheaded – DAY 4
Aiwendil – hunter – killed by Morm – NIGHT 5
Mormegil – ordinary – killed by Aiwendil – NIGHT 5

Living
Boromir88 – crab farmer
Fordim Hedgethistle – lithesome and non-unionized pearl diver
Formendacil – disgruntled office clerk
Holbytlass – butcher
Kath – bum

Well, villagers, it's now DAY 5. Good luck.

12-12-2005, 06:02 PM	#3
Alcarillo Shadow of the Past Join Date: Jul 2005 Location: Minas Mor-go Posts: 1,007	Night 5 Aiwendil slept soundly in his cottage, exhausted from the events of the past few days. As he rested, the two remaining werewolves snuck past his window, moving towards the front door. The fiddled with the lock, and snuck into the dark house, giggling with horrible glee at their next kill. They crept down a hallway, and found Aiwendil's bedroom, lined with books. The crept inside, but one of the werewolves stepped upon a squeaky floorboard. The long creak resounded throughout the house, stark and plain against the silence of the night. Aiwendil awoke, and rolled over groaning, but his eyes jumped open when he saw the shape of two werewolves at the foot of his bed. In an instant he grabbed from under his bed a bow and quiver, and without a moment's hesitation poured flashing arrows at them. "YOU MURDERERS! I’M GONNA KILL YOU!" he shouted. The werewolves dashed out the door, chased by a flurry of arrows. Once they had left his house, Aiwendil could not let them still live. He donned a dark cloak and slung his quiver across his back. With the grace of a cat he snuck out the front door without a sound. He stood on the main road of the village, with the harbor to his left and the forests to his right. Aiwendil crossed the road, and stood outside Morm's house. I'm sure it was him, Aiwendil thought, I'm certain! Aiwendil skillfully unlocked a window with a jagged piece of steel, and crawled through into Mormegil's house. He fit an arrow to his bow, and moved silently down a dim hallway, lit by the moon through a window. He soon heard Morm snoring beyond one door. Aiwendil took a breath and thrust open the door, shouting. But Morm was awake. Morm held a plank of wood (with several nails in it), and standing next to the door, bashed Aiwendil across the face and chest as he rushed in. Aiwendil let the arrow slip in his surprise, and it flew flashing into Morm's throat. Aiwendil, too, fell down to the floor, bleeding profusely. He glanced over his shoulder at Morm, who was slumping to the floor. But Aiwendil went unconscious before he knew if Morm was a werewolf, and they both soon died. * * * * * The villagers awoke to find their number decreased by two. They found Morm's and Aiwendil's bodies in Morm's house. Neither had transformed into a wolf. Two more innocents had died in the night. * * * * * Dead Alcarillo – mod - impaled upon his own sword – NIGHT 1 dancing spawn of ungoliant – werewolf – pushed off the cliffs and into the sea – DAY 1 Jack – seer – toasted and roasted in forge – NIGHT 2 Rune son of Bjarne – ordinary – burnt at the stake – DAY 2 Gurthang – ordinary – slain in naval engagement – DAY 2 Wilwarin538 – ordinary – killed with fiddle-strings – NIGHT 3 WaynetheGoblin – ordinary – burnt at Gurthang's stake – DAY 3 The Saucepan Man – ordinary – dismembered – NIGHT 4 Lhunardawen – ranger – beheaded – DAY 4 Aiwendil – hunter – killed by Morm – NIGHT 5 Mormegil – ordinary – killed by Aiwendil – NIGHT 5 Living Boromir88 – crab farmer Fordim Hedgethistle – lithesome and non-unionized pearl diver Formendacil – disgruntled office clerk Holbytlass – butcher Kath – bum Well, villagers, it's now DAY 5. Good luck.