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Well, I'm back.
Glad to see that Eomer and Feanor have done their duty and persuaded the entire village that they are a colony of purple giant squid with a serious alcohol problem.
Particularly amused by the "let's lynch Eomer...whoops, fooled you!" gambit, which shows Shelob and Thinlomien in a lupine light. Thinlomien had an excuse...and so is much more stained with guilt...
Woof woof, hooww-owwwl, Fea.
She's not the Seer you know. She and Eomer and I are all spinners together. (Thus I comply with Eomer's Kant plan...)
Thinlomien has us rumbled. She must die! Die!
--GANDALF, ++THINLOMIEN
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Among the friendly dead, being bad at games did not seem to matter
-Il Lupo Fenriso
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