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Thinlómien · 05-12-2009, 02:30 AM

Gloomily, they sat around the round table. They felt they had ruled out most possibilities, but no one felt really hopeful. That might have been because Lord Thinroz had joined them shortly after noon and his mood was not of the most pleasant sort. He was upset with the death of his innocent housekeeper, to say the least.

”Do you have any opinion on the identity of the remaining murderers?” Lady Brinniel tried to enquire.
”Yes,” Lord Thinroz said. ”But I'm not going to share them. Carry on!”
No one felt like upsetting the host further, so they didn't say anything. Only Rune the Sorceror muttered: ”What a helpful attitude he has...”
”Shhh he's almost certainly not a murderer – not sane enough to do anything, I dare say - so let's not talk about him, but others,” Rune's fellow sorceror, Wilwarin, whispered.

And talk they did, and discovered many interesting things, until the sun started to set and they had to make a decision.

”Lord Eönwë, you'd better walk the plank,” Nienna said.
”Aye,” said Captain Nogrod.
”What plank?” Eönwë asked coolly. ”I cannot see any planks to be walked here.”

The two pirates eyes each other unsurely. The infamous Queen of the Sea, Nerwen, came to their rescue.
”This might serve as a plank,” she said and gave them a chair.
”Walk the plank, loser!” growled Shasta, Nerwen's husband.

Eönwë rolled his eyes and sat down on the chair. ”This is how you intend to kill me?”
”No, they said you have to walk the plank, not sit on it,” interfered Queen Lhuna from Harad.
So, Eönwë climbed to stand on the chair. Then he took one step and was standing on the floor.
”Happy now?” he asked.
”Hmm the idea did not quite work...” Nerwen muttered.
”It only needs some fine-tuning, my love,” Shasta comforted her.

”I know!” said Brinn suddenly. ”Let's use a rope!”
”A rope?” asked Nogrod, looking a bit puzzled.
”If someone has a rope when he walks the plank, he can use it to climb back onboard,” Nienna said, looking equally puzzled.
”Even if he has the rope around his neck?” Brinn asked sweetly.
”Good idea!” said Lhuna. ”I will go and see if there's a rope somewhere.”

After a while, she returned with a beautiful black rope. ”Is this good?” she asked.
”Excellent,” Brinniel smiled and tied it around Eönwë's neck.
”Now, climb back on the plank and jump again,” Nienna told Eönwë.
”You mean the chair?” Eönwë asked.
”Yarr!” said Cap Nog and threatened him with his cutlass.
”Alright...” said Eönwë and climbed on the chair again and came down just as before.
”And then?” he asked.

”It still didn't quite work,” Nerwen observed.
”Just because the bloody rope was not tied anywhere,” Shasta grumbled.
”Oh, good point!” the others agreed.

They looked up. The roof of the hall did actually have a few good places to attach the rope to, but it was very high.

”That might prove a problem...” Lhuna sighed.
”Not with me around,” said Wilwa who had remained silent so far.
”Nor with me,” said Rune.

Together, the two sorcerors made a simple spell that attached the rope to the roof.
”Now you can climb on the chair again,” Wilwa told Eönwë.
”Last time it was a plank,” he muttered, but climbed on it anyway.
Rune went to him and adjusted the rope. ”Now it should be tight enough to reach the ground once he jumps.”
”1, 2, 3, go!” said Nerwen.

Without any ceremonies, Eönwë stepped down from the chair once more. This time, the rope tightened around his neck and his face started to turn red. His feet were desperately trying to find the chair.
”I'll confiscate this,” Shasta said and moved the chair away from Eönwë.

They watched him struggle until his movements grew weaker and then he did not move at all. A wail escaped his dead lips and a pile of clothes dropped on the floor. Eönwë himself was nowhere to be seen, but there was a cold wind in the hall.

~*~

Dead
Lommy (mod) - Lady Lómiel Starbrow, the hostess – killed on Night1
Isabellkya (ordo) - lynched on Day1
Kath (ordo) – killed on Night2
Eomer of the Rohirrim (ordo) - lynched on Day2
Kent2010 (ordo) - Black Númenórean scam artist - killed on Night3
Legate of Amon Lanc (ringwraith) - rebelling Haradian King - lynched on Day3
Groin Redbeard (ordo) - Variag Warlord of Khand - modfired on Day3
Nilpaurion Felagund (ordo) - fussy courtier - killed on Night4
satansaloser2005 (ringwraith) – lynched on Day4
Eönwë (ringwraith) – lynched on Day5

Alive
Nienna - pirate
Nogrod - Corsair Captain "The Cat O' Nine tails of Ethir Anduin"
Shastanis Althreduin - King of the Sea
wilwarin538 - sorceress
Nerwen - Queen of the Sea
Rune Son of Bjarne - Tivo the Sorceror
Lhunardawen - rebelling Haradian Queen
Brinniel

05-12-2009, 02:30 AM	#463
Thinlómien Shady She-Penguin Join Date: Dec 2004 Location: In a far land beyond the Sea Posts: 8,093	Night6 falls Gloomily, they sat around the round table. They felt they had ruled out most possibilities, but no one felt really hopeful. That might have been because Lord Thinroz had joined them shortly after noon and his mood was not of the most pleasant sort. He was upset with the death of his innocent housekeeper, to say the least. ”Do you have any opinion on the identity of the remaining murderers?” Lady Brinniel tried to enquire. ”Yes,” Lord Thinroz said. ”But I'm not going to share them. Carry on!” No one felt like upsetting the host further, so they didn't say anything. Only Rune the Sorceror muttered: ”What a helpful attitude he has...” ”Shhh he's almost certainly not a murderer – not sane enough to do anything, I dare say - so let's not talk about him, but others,” Rune's fellow sorceror, Wilwarin, whispered. And talk they did, and discovered many interesting things, until the sun started to set and they had to make a decision. ”Lord Eönwë, you'd better walk the plank,” Nienna said. ”Aye,” said Captain Nogrod. ”What plank?” Eönwë asked coolly. ”I cannot see any planks to be walked here.” The two pirates eyes each other unsurely. The infamous Queen of the Sea, Nerwen, came to their rescue. ”This might serve as a plank,” she said and gave them a chair. ”Walk the plank, loser!” growled Shasta, Nerwen's husband. Eönwë rolled his eyes and sat down on the chair. ”This is how you intend to kill me?” ”No, they said you have to walk the plank, not sit on it,” interfered Queen Lhuna from Harad. So, Eönwë climbed to stand on the chair. Then he took one step and was standing on the floor. ”Happy now?” he asked. ”Hmm the idea did not quite work...” Nerwen muttered. ”It only needs some fine-tuning, my love,” Shasta comforted her. ”I know!” said Brinn suddenly. ”Let's use a rope!” ”A rope?” asked Nogrod, looking a bit puzzled. ”If someone has a rope when he walks the plank, he can use it to climb back onboard,” Nienna said, looking equally puzzled. ”Even if he has the rope around his neck?” Brinn asked sweetly. ”Good idea!” said Lhuna. ”I will go and see if there's a rope somewhere.” After a while, she returned with a beautiful black rope. ”Is this good?” she asked. ”Excellent,” Brinniel smiled and tied it around Eönwë's neck. ”Now, climb back on the plank and jump again,” Nienna told Eönwë. ”You mean the chair?” Eönwë asked. ”Yarr!” said Cap Nog and threatened him with his cutlass. ”Alright...” said Eönwë and climbed on the chair again and came down just as before. ”And then?” he asked. ”It still didn't quite work,” Nerwen observed. ”Just because the bloody rope was not tied anywhere,” Shasta grumbled. ”Oh, good point!” the others agreed. They looked up. The roof of the hall did actually have a few good places to attach the rope to, but it was very high. ”That might prove a problem...” Lhuna sighed. ”Not with me around,” said Wilwa who had remained silent so far. ”Nor with me,” said Rune. Together, the two sorcerors made a simple spell that attached the rope to the roof. ”Now you can climb on the chair again,” Wilwa told Eönwë. ”Last time it was a plank,” he muttered, but climbed on it anyway. Rune went to him and adjusted the rope. ”Now it should be tight enough to reach the ground once he jumps.” ”1, 2, 3, go!” said Nerwen. Without any ceremonies, Eönwë stepped down from the chair once more. This time, the rope tightened around his neck and his face started to turn red. His feet were desperately trying to find the chair. ”I'll confiscate this,” Shasta said and moved the chair away from Eönwë. They watched him struggle until his movements grew weaker and then he did not move at all. A wail escaped his dead lips and a pile of clothes dropped on the floor. Eönwë himself was nowhere to be seen, but there was a cold wind in the hall. ~~ Dead Lommy* (mod) - Lady Lómiel Starbrow, the hostess – killed on Night1 Isabellkya (ordo) - lynched on Day1 Kath (ordo) – killed on Night2 Eomer of the Rohirrim (ordo) - lynched on Day2 Kent2010 (ordo) - Black Númenórean scam artist - killed on Night3 Legate of Amon Lanc (ringwraith) - rebelling Haradian King - lynched on Day3 Groin Redbeard (ordo) - Variag Warlord of Khand - modfired on Day3 Nilpaurion Felagund (ordo) - fussy courtier - killed on Night4 satansaloser2005 (ringwraith) – lynched on Day4 Eönwë (ringwraith) – lynched on Day5 Alive Nienna - pirate Nogrod - Corsair Captain "The Cat O' Nine tails of Ethir Anduin" Shastanis Althreduin - King of the Sea wilwarin538 - sorceress Nerwen - Queen of the Sea Rune Son of Bjarne - Tivo the Sorceror Lhunardawen - rebelling Haradian Queen Brinniel __________________ Like the stars chase the sun, over the glowing hill I will conquer Blood is running deep, some things never sleep Double Fenris