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Old 12-25-2007, 11:37 AM   #184
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Eye Day 1 ends...

When the votes were counted, the lumberjack, Nogrod, came out ahead.

"Oh well," he said. "At least I had a bit of fun."

"Grab him!" several villagers shouted. But there was no need. Nogrod placed his hands together behind his back and made no attempt to escape. "I will meet death bravely!" he declared.

As Aganzir, the hangwoman, led Nogrod to the gallows, he espied between a gap in two houses a small boat on the shore of the lake. Due to his cooperation, his captors were gripping him only lightly, and so with a burst of super-human strength he broke both their holds as well as the ropes around his hands and arms and took off towards the boat.

"After him!" shouted Eomer, who was rather looking forward to digging a grave for Nogrod. But it was too late. Nogrod was far too quick, and had already pushed the boat out into the lake and was paddling like mad towards the fog bank that lay some thirty feet off the shore.

"The fog will surely let him pass," said Rikae, the wise-woman, "For it is clear from his physical prowess that he is in fact a Werewolf. His master controls the fog. He will go through."

As Nogrod disappeared into the mist, the villagers were certain that Rikae was correct. But even as they turned to walk back into the village, Nogrod appeared again, his back to the village, paddling with all his might directly towards them. The small vessel ground to a halt on the stony bank, and Nogrod leaped out with a laugh, but his smile died as he turned and found that the fog had betrayed him.

"Welcome back!" said Legate as he seized a broken paddle from the ground and struck Nogrod forcefully in the head.

Nogrod dropped to the ground, dead.

The fog boiled and billowed, and from its depths a voice cursed angrily.

Living-
Aganzir- hangwoman
Azaelia of Willowbottom- apprentice to Rikae
Boromir88- assistant to the apprentice to Rikae
Eomer of the Rohirrim- gravedigger
Farael- conspiracy theorist
Isabellkya- hen
Kath- milliner
Legate of Amon Lanc- lamp-maker/fiddler
Macalaure- jailer
mormegil- woodsman/carpenter
Nerwen- miller
Rikae- midwife/wise-woman
Shastanis Althreduin- herbalist
The Might- shephard
The Saucepan Man- traveling tinker
Valier- basket weaver

Dead-
Nogrod, reticent lumberjack- Day 1 lynch victim (WEREWOLF)

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