Nervousity ruled this day in Númenor, so much that many of its remaining inhabitants fell silent almost the whole time. Long
Lalaith warned them all not to be hasty with their judgements, but to little avail.
“Whatever!” it was responded
“Let’s just kill Hoobill!”
Quickly and with little thought the Númenoreans grabbed
Hookbill, who was too shocked to utter a word.
Lalaith and
Kitanna took his legs,
Mithalwen and
Durelin his arms, but the
Legate of Amon Lanc took his head. On his command they all pulled and tore his body to parts.
“That’s it!” Mithalwen cheered
“Another Faithful lynched! We’re on a good way!”
But the
Legate of Amon Lanc smiled:
“I would not be so sure about this.” and
Durelin joined in the laughter.
*~*
~ Among the Exiles many believed that the summit of the Meneltarma, the Pillar of Heaven, was not drowned for ever, but rose again above the waves, a lonely island lost in the great waters; for it had been a hallowed place, and even in the days of Sauron none had defiled it. ~
~ Thus it was that great mariners among them would still search the empty seas, hoping to come upon the Isle of Meneltarma, and there to see a vision of things that were. ~
But the visions that they saw were different from what they expected. Rotting huts lined the beaches and rotting bodies lay all about the island, some of them gruesomely mauled. On the very peak there was a corpse ripped into five pieces. Around it three more lay, each hacked and stabbed in unspeakable ways, as if killed in one unholy frenzy of bloodthirstiness. Just like their stomaches, the mariners were about to turn, but there they saw two more dead bodies, haggard like succumbed to long hunger and thirst. Next to them, only two words were written into the dirt:
“We won!”
In terror the mariners fled from the island. Without looking back once they sailed back to their Lands of Exile. When asked what they had seen on their long travels and whether the Isle of Meneltarma still rose upon the waves, they recalled what they sought to forget, and all they said was: “All roads are now bent”, so that noone should ever venture again to that horrid place.
*~*
The Dead:
Macalaure (mod) -
brutally killed by Faithfuls in Night One
Garin (ordo) -
decapitated with a scythe on Day One
Holbytlass (ordo) -
committed suicide to revive Garin in Night Two
The Might (ordo) -
committed suicide to help Holbytlass reviving Garin in Night Two
Roa_Aoife (Tar-Míriel / cobbler) -
stabbed to death on Day Two
Rikae (High Priest of Annatar / seer) -
killed and reformed into a ship by Faithfuls in Night Three
Glirdan (ordo) -
another one who committed suicide to revive Garin
Brinniel (ordo) -
executed on Day Three
Rune Son of Bjarne (ordo) -
disassembled by the Faithfuls in Night Four
the guy who be short (were-faithful) -
flew from the Land of the Star with no star to guide him on Day Four
Mänwe (ordo) -
killed by a malfunctioning catapult on Day Four
Nogrod (ordo) -
received the Gift of Eru in Night Five
The Saucepan Man (were-faithful) -
stoned to death on Day Five
Kath (ordo) -
made into fish fodder in Night Six
Gil-Galad (ranger) -
hanged on Day Six
Thinlómien (hunter) -
cut in half by the Were-Faithfuls in Night Seven
Hookbill the Goomba (ordo) -
fifthed on Day Seven
Kitanna (ordo) -
violently killed by victorious Faithfuls on Day Seven
Lalaith (ordo) -
viciously killed by victorious Faithfuls on Day Seven
Mithalwen (ordo) -
bestially killed by victorious Faithfuls on Day Seven
Durelin (were-faithful) -
victoriously starved to death
Legate of Amon Lanc (were-faithful) -
victoriously starved to death