The sun rose beyond the mountain range, spilling its light over the peaks. Another day had dawned.
The villagers gathered in the center of town. It was a warm, beautiful day without a cloud in the sky, and they were intent on enjoying themselves. Something was missing, however.
"Where's Brinniel?" asked Nogrod the Miller. "I've got parts for my mill that should have been fixed overnight!"
Indeed, the blacksmith had not arrived with the others.
"She must still be working," said Rikae. "Poor girl has always been diligent, even if she's not very graceful. Come on; let's see what she's up to."
Inside the blacksmith's shop, however, a grim sight met their eyes. The body of Brinniel lay on the ground, crushed under her anvil. Paw prints were everywhere, and the shop looked like a hurricane had gone through it.
"Oh my..." Mithalwen stammered.
"It appears the wolves have claimed another victim," Macalaure commented dourly.
Alive:
Gil-Galad
Legate of Amon Lanc
Macalaure
Mithalwen
Nogrod
Rikae
Roa_Aoife
The Sixth Wizard
Thinlómien
xyzzy
Dead:
Meneltarmacil (Moderator): Devoured by Wolves on Night 1
Glirdan (Werewolf): Stoned to death by Villagers on Day 1
the guy who be short (Cobbler): Became the guy who be hung by Villagers on Day 2
Brinniel (Ordinary Villager): Crushed under anvil by Wolves on Night 3.
Day 3 beginneth.
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