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Formendacil · 01-13-2006, 04:09 PM

Morning dawned over the village of Dol-in-Gaurhoth. One by one, the villagers regathered in the village square, expecting to find their numbers culled again. But, when they took a headcount, everyone was present….

Several hours before, in the dark of night, the two Werewolves had crept up on one of the village houses, intent on avenging their comrade’s death, and planning to cull yet another from the herd of witless sheep that was the village. But as they approached the door of the house, something startled them.

But before they could react to the sound, a tall figure leapt out of the shadows brandishing a long blade that shone in the moonlight. Moving fast and deadly, the warrior advanced on the wolves.

Still timid after the death of Garin, the Werewolves turned and ran. The Ranger did not follow. The duty of the night was done. Go any further and the Wolves might turn and fight…

As the villagers realized that the Wolves had not killed any of their number, they started to rejoice, but soon Farael’s sharp eye caught sight of a piece of parchment with a familiar scrawl on it, driven on a nail to the lynching tree.

Men of the West it read.

So you have survived another night. Consider it a fair trade for the unexpected bonus of Eluchíl’s death. Your Ranger cannot protect you for long.

The Werewolves in Your Midst.

“Bluster!” said Gurthang, “it’s all bluster.”

“Yes,” said Malkatoj, “surely they can see that they’re losing.”

“If I may point out the obvious,” said Rune, “we still have no idea who the other Werewolves are.”

“I have an idea,” said Amanaduial darkly.

“And just what are you insinuating?” demanded Rune.

And so began, yet again, another day of accusations, deceptions, and, eventually, an execution…

DAY 3 has begun, you may now begin posting.

Those alive:

Meneltarmacil - Creepy Guy on the Edge of Town
Cailin - Noble Kleptomaniac
Azaelia - Town Drunk
Farael - Worm Hunter
TGWBS - Hat Maker
Rune – Misplaced Hobbit Peace Activist
Valier - Brewmaster
Alcarillo - Moneylender
Lhunardawen - Potion-Pizza Person
Gurthang - Rancher
Amanaduial - Northman Travel Guide
Naria - Store Proprietor
Nilpaurion Felagund - Suspicious Carnivore
Kuruharan - Dwarven Alcohol and Weapons Merchant
Malkatoj – Philosophy Professor

Those dead:

Formendacil - Moderator - Killed by Werewolves, Night 1
Gil-Galad - Shrubber - Ordo - Lynched by Village, Day 1
Kath - Gongfarmer - Cobbler - Killed by Werewolves, Night 2
Garin - Horse Loaner - Werewolf - Killed by Vilager, Day 2
Eluchil - Mild-Mannered Innkeeper - Ordo - Killed "Accidentally" by Werewolf, Day 2
NIGHT 3 - NO DEATH

01-13-2006, 04:09 PM	#30
Formendacil Dead Serious Join Date: Jan 2005 Location: Perched on Thangorodrim's towers. Posts: 3,328	Morning dawned over the village of Dol-in-Gaurhoth. One by one, the villagers regathered in the village square, expecting to find their numbers culled again. But, when they took a headcount, everyone was present…. Several hours before, in the dark of night, the two Werewolves had crept up on one of the village houses, intent on avenging their comrade’s death, and planning to cull yet another from the herd of witless sheep that was the village. But as they approached the door of the house, something startled them. But before they could react to the sound, a tall figure leapt out of the shadows brandishing a long blade that shone in the moonlight. Moving fast and deadly, the warrior advanced on the wolves. Still timid after the death of Garin, the Werewolves turned and ran. The Ranger did not follow. The duty of the night was done. Go any further and the Wolves might turn and fight… As the villagers realized that the Wolves had not killed any of their number, they started to rejoice, but soon Farael’s sharp eye caught sight of a piece of parchment with a familiar scrawl on it, driven on a nail to the lynching tree. Men of the West it read. So you have survived another night. Consider it a fair trade for the unexpected bonus of Eluchíl’s death. Your Ranger cannot protect you for long. The Werewolves in Your Midst. “Bluster!” said Gurthang, “it’s all bluster.” “Yes,” said Malkatoj, “surely they can see that they’re losing.” “If I may point out the obvious,” said Rune, “we still have no idea who the other Werewolves are.” “I have an idea,” said Amanaduial darkly. “And just what are you insinuating?” demanded Rune. And so began, yet again, another day of accusations, deceptions, and, eventually, an execution… DAY 3 has begun, you may now begin posting. Those alive: Meneltarmacil - Creepy Guy on the Edge of Town Cailin - Noble Kleptomaniac Azaelia - Town Drunk Farael - Worm Hunter TGWBS - Hat Maker Rune – Misplaced Hobbit Peace Activist Valier - Brewmaster Alcarillo - Moneylender Lhunardawen - Potion-Pizza Person Gurthang - Rancher Amanaduial - Northman Travel Guide Naria - Store Proprietor Nilpaurion Felagund - Suspicious Carnivore Kuruharan - Dwarven Alcohol and Weapons Merchant Malkatoj – Philosophy Professor Those dead: Formendacil - Moderator - Killed by Werewolves, Night 1 Gil-Galad - Shrubber - Ordo - Lynched by Village, Day 1 Kath - Gongfarmer - Cobbler - Killed by Werewolves, Night 2 Garin - Horse Loaner - Werewolf - Killed by Vilager, Day 2 Eluchil - Mild-Mannered Innkeeper - Ordo - Killed "Accidentally" by Werewolf, Day 2 NIGHT 3 - NO DEATH __________________ I prefer history, true or feigned.