[Mithalwen]

It had been a long and trying day and though bouyed by their success in lynching one of the werewolves, the villagers returned to their homes knowing the remaining wolves would seek to avenge their lost comrade.

Though they all (all apart from the wolves of course) locked their doors and barred their windows , they feared it might not be enough. Sleep was in short supply, all the normal noise was magnified as if by hangover. Cats stomped across rooves, leaves clanged in the wind and the hooting of owls could have been used to direct shipping in fog. To a person whose reactions were honed to respond to the slightest stimulus it was sheer torture...lesser individuals would have the living daylights scared out of them.

The owner of Moonraker cottage was now certain there was someone, something ... in the house, he took his Walther PPK from his bedside table and crept down to his study.

The desk chair swivelled to reveal a were-wolf with a white toy cat on its lap. In it's paw was a dry vodka martini, shaken not stirred.

"Mr Ranger, we have been expecting you"

The second wolf, which had lurked behind the door relieved him of his gun and pointed it at it's owner's head.

"Do you expect me to talk?"

"No, Mr Ranger, we expect you to die"

His fellow villagers found his corpse the next morning. It was lying on his desk covered with gold paint.


Dead:

Mithalwen - moderator killed by werewolves on Night 1
Feanor of the Peredhil - werewolf not hanged but drowned, drawn and pinned on Day 1
Sleepy Ranger - ordinary Villager, suffocated by gold paint (so tacky) on Night 2

Living:
AoW,B88,D18,Ff,G-g,JH,Kit,Kuru,Morm, Nog, Oddone,
Villagers 9 (inc Seer)
Wolves 2


Day Two has begun

Villagers you have til 7.30 tomorrow unless a clear majority (6 votes) is reached sooner.

Wolves stop PM ing.