A new day arises
The villagers gathered on the town square and quickly counted how many people there were present. Everyone seemed to have survived the night.
Grendelien : “Hurray!! The wereorcs have fled, my friends, we have scared them away!!”
Celuien: “But then we should be
three people short, whoever the wereorcs are they have not left the town”
SleepyRanger: “I am one of them! Lynch me today, it’s not too late for me to keep my record going!”
Legolas in Spandex: “Oh, shut up… you are not a wereorc. Or maybe you are, but in either case I will not lynch you solely because you want us to”
JennyHallu: “But then what should we do next?”
Nogrod: “According to my theory, we need to lynch three wereorcs”
Naria: “Way to go, Captain Obvious… we knew that already”
Nogrod: “You knew it? Perhaps you know too much, are you a wereorc Ms. Naria?”
Dancing Spawn of Ungoliant: “Please, now, let’s not argue… we can use logic to find the wereorcs, if we all think with our brains rather than our fists”
Diamond18: “Who crowned you Queen of this town? You have no right to boss us around!”
Spawn: “That’s
it I’m beating the stuffing out of you!!”
Roa_Aoife: “Here, here now… let’s save all that anger for our wereorc hunt, ok?”
And right there and then, someone threw a talking apple barrel to someone else, who responded by tossing them a chair and a big fight ensued. Sadly, the records say that it was a
cartoon fight, which means that a big cloud of smoke arose and nothing could be seen other than random limbs and blunt objects moving around. One villager stood aside, though, far too tired after a successful night of protecting one of the villagers.
Two hours later, the villagers had spent their anger on each other and were ready to start looking for those wereorcs. The Ranger has protected the wereorc’s target for yesterNight. Still living,
Caranlondien:
aspiring harpist
JennyHallu:
Doomsday prophet
Nogrod:
unemployed barber.
Grendelien:
village whittler
Findëasëa:
paleoelfropologist
Celuien:
lampwright
Zali:
stringer-of-bows
Diamond:
Inept Jewel Smith
Dancing Spawn...:
a merchant
Kitanna:
(still playing? If so thou shall be...) The town's gate-keeper
Naria:
The grower of magnificent flowers
Sleepy A barrel of apples*
Legolas in spandex:
For now he shall be Legolass (A movie-Legolas impersonator) unless he gives me another role
Roa_Aoife aspiring ballad writer
3 Wereorcs, 1 Ranger and 1 Shaman are still alive..
Now dead:
FaraelMod: He dyed… erm I mean died.
GlirdanRepentant werewolf : Choked on an apple. No wonder why werewolves are carnivores.
Wereorcs, STOP PM'ing.... villagers, you may post now. You have until 6 PM CT or 11 PM GMT (which is the same) to have your votes in. Legolas, if you don't post or vote today I shall remove you from the game.