[Brinniel]

The day passed by rather slowly and quietly for the remaining BDers. After killing Shasta the ranger yesterday, the truth behind Boromir’s identity became apparent and even Boromir didn’t bother hiding it as he showed up for the day just as furry as he was the night before.

So the BDers sent Boromir to the timeout corner to think about his actions while they talked about him.
“Boromir is obviously a nutter to reveal like he did,” said Rikae.
“It makes perfect sense to me,” Eönwë argued. “The wolves wanted to rid themselves of an extra gifted so they could fly free….like birds….”
“Instead of speculating, why don’t you just ask me why I did it?” Boromir called out from his corner.
“Because we aren’t listening to you anymore, wolf,” Nogrod shouted back. “Now turn back around and think about what you’ve done.”
Boromir muttered to himself as the other BDers huddled together and changed the subject to who the fourth wolf could possibly be.

Eventually the discussions died down and the hour arrived to decide the fate of Boromir.
“So Boro, have you thought about your actions?” asked Eomer.
“Yes,” he replied.
“And are you sorry for what you’ve done?”
“Of course not. Some of those BDers have provided quite the tasty meal.”
“Well, I guess we’re gonna have to kill you then,” said Kitanna.
“Oh c’mon, give me a break,” Boromir whined. “I’ve been a good wolf. I confessed.”
“So what…you want a cookie?” Aganzir responded.
Boromir grinned back at her, showing off his giant wolf teeth.
“Ugh, let’s just kill him already,” said Eönwë.

Nogrod volunteered to perform the execution. He picked up an ax and separated the wolf’s head from its body in one clean blow.
“Hurray!” cried the others as blood splattered onto them. “More blood, more blood!”
And Nogrod continued to hack apart the dead wolf limb from limb. After he was done, the BDers dumped Boromir into the fire pit and Aganzir lit a match. The remains burst into flames and that evening the BDers celebrated with a bonfire. They danced, sang camp songs, and roasted marshmellows. But as the flames died down, the sound of Boromir’s evil laughter erupted from the fire pit.

After all, though the BDers had caught yet another werewolf, there was still one more among them.

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The Living:

Kitanna~the self-righteous know-it-all
Aganzir~non-anonymous neg-repper
Rikae~the person who tries to fake knowledge of the books and fails miserably
Eomer of the Rohirrim~easily-offended trendy
Nogrod~the wanna-be moderator
Eönwë~conspiracy theorist

The Dead:

The Barrow-Wight~took up permanent residence in a barrow (mod)
The Sixth Wizard~ grammar Nazi~strung up in a tree (ordo)
McCaber~ does it 4 teh lulz~made the narration much more amusing than it originally was (ordo)
The Elf-Warrior~nitpicker~didn’t know how to float (ordo)
Nerwen~ rabid fangirl~willingly traded her life for an autographed Legolas poster (hacker/werewolf)
Kath~artiste~wrote her last poem (ordo)
Nilpaurion Felagund~ Ainulindalë Addict~had a mouthful of dynamite (ordo)
Durelin~ Unreliable RPG Addict~made a delicious s’more (moderator seer)
Mithalwen~ therapist~provided a satisfying meal while keeping her BDers warm (hacker/wolf)
THE Ka~Artful Dodger~took a wrong turn (ordo)
satansaloser2005~a fan of everything but Tolkien~suffered from a severe case of Stockholm Syndrome (spammer/cobbler)
Shastanis Althreduin~ chatspeak translator~became an easy target (moderator ranger)
Formendacil~ Tolkien Canonist~wasn’t very good at hiding (ordo)
Boromir88~ the one upper~made excellent firewood (hacker/wolf)

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It is currently Night 7.

To the remaining wolf and hunter, please send in your choices if you have not yet done so. Everyone else remain quiet.