[Kath]

Having been busy with voting and trying to protect her house from werewolves all day, Fin had quite forgotten about her alpaca, who had been waiting quietly outside for her to lead them to their nightly grazing spot just outside town. Berating herself for having left this until so late Fin considered leaving them where they were for the night, but knew that they would just eat all the vegetables in her neighbours gardens, and that was liable to get her lynched.

Knowing she had very little time before darkness fell, Fin quickly grabbed a stick from the wall and headed outside. Finding the lead alpaca, she gave it a small prod, and it stopped it’s chewing to fix her with a bemused gaze, before ambling off in the direction of the fields. Slowly, the rest of the herd followed, with Fin at the back.

The troop reached the field just as the last bit of light faded away, and Fin made fast work of ensuring the gates were securely fastened before heading back to the village at a good pace. She kept a sharp eye out for both the wolves and other animals, having seen what the beasts were capable of doing to people over the last few days.

However, for all her scrutiny and wariness, she never looked at the ground, and this proved to be her downfall. Slinking along beside her was a sea otter, dark in colour and keeping to the shadows. It’s keen eyes caught sight of the wolves long before Fin’s did, and it prepared itself to help them make Fin the nightly snack.

Finally, Fin saw the wolves creeping towards her from the town, and began to turn and make a run for it. As she did so, the otter leapt on her leg and sunk it’s teeth deep into her ankle, making her scream in pain and fall to the ground.

In an instant the wolves were on her back and she knew she would die. While they ripped into her, the otter carefully gnawed at the stick she had been carrying, giving it a sharp point. One of the wolves saw this and took hold of it in between giant paws. Fin was flipped over, bleeding from dozens of wounds, and saw her fate. Screaming again she tried to move away but the wolves held her tight, and she watched as the stake came shooting towards her.

It went clean through her heart and she died on the spot, a half-formed scream still on her lips. The wolves threw their heads up to howl, and then down again to feast.

The next morning, the villagers awoke to see Fin’s impaled body attached to her house. A few wondered whether the stake through the heart meant anything, but as it didn’t seem to signify anything to do with any of their Gifted’s they put it down as just being another example of the wolves’ sick sense of humour, and left lmp to his dirty work.


Dead:
Night 1 ~ Kath, killed by a turtle in an aerial attack ~ Innocent.
Day 1 ~ Boromir, lynched by the villagers by means of lions ~ Innocent.
Night 2 ~ Formendacil, killed by a coyote and it's trickery ~ Innocent.
Day 2 ~ Saucepan Man, lynched by the villagers by means of a platypus catapault ~ Innocent.
Day 2 ~ Nilpaurion Felagund, killed by an emerging alter-ego ~ Innocent.
Night 3 ~ dancing spawn of ungoliant, head crushed by a horse ~ Innocent.
Day 3 ~ Feanor of the Peredhil, killed by a chat skwerl ~ Innocent.
Night 4 ~ Findëasëa, maimed by a sea otter ~ Innocent

Living:
Lhuna - traveller with absolutely no sense of direction
Cailín - tragedienne
Celuien - ketchup grower
TGWBS - Pokémaster
Lommy - AA-adviser
Nogrod - owner of ME's first hamburger restaurant
lmp - gravedigger
Tom - tree surgeon
Caran - town poet
Mith - aura consultant
morm - butcher
Durelin - ninja

Day 4 has now begun. Villagers start talking.

Cailín will not be here toDay, but with two people having dropped out already I'm not going to kill her off.