[Anguirel]

Silent as the grave, my comrades. Hmmm.

So passed Esty, ungratefully hanged, and Roa, guilty of nothing but exuberance.

I am tempted to ponder the nature of this Lady who reigns over us, to tangle with the rumours, the myths and the legends.

Some say that, maddened by the contempt with which she was spurned by a mischievous spirit of ethereal and arrogant substance, she determined to yoke all others into slavery or subsume them in death, while displaying that she knew more literature than they did.

Others say that she is the true Queen of this World, and schemes to elect a spouse or sibling fit to reign beside her.

But there is a third legend, which speaks of a woman ignorant of the village laws but well-versed in poetry and bardic knowledge from far lands, who will challenge the basis of the Dark Lady's rule, who will refuse to bend the knee to her power, and who will set herself up in triumph over her, delivering poor mortals.

The name of the Dark Lady of old was ++FEANOR OF THE PEREDHIL.

The name of the lady from the strange country is Bethberry. I solemnly invoke her mysterious power!

(Come on, let's lynch Fea and declare Bethberry our new Empress. I want to see the results.)

(And yes, I will consider a serious approach, pending future events.)