Agan sat up, sharpening her sword. She had been lucky the night before, but she knew her luck couldn't last. She just waited.
It was after midnight and nothing had so much as sniffed at her door. She continued to wait. Somehow she dozed off and awoke to the sound of breaking glass. Gathering up her weapons Agan pulled on a cloak and went out to face her foe.
The wind kicked up the freshly fallen snow. Its bitter gusts cut through her clothing, but still she soldiered on. There were shapes in the darkness. She'd be a fool not to know that the final fiend had brought the wolves into town. Steeling herself for the worst she brought out her sword and ran for the moving shadows before her.
In the morning her cloak was found, ripped and bloody. The villages' only source of protection was gone.
The Dead
Kitanna - Left on the Brandywine to be eaten on Night 1, Moddess
Pitchwife - Beaten to death on Day 1, Ordo
Inzil - Strangled on Night 2, Seer
G55 – Committed suicide on Day 2, Ordo
Lommy - Kabobbed on Night 3, Ordo
Glirdan – Spontaneously combusted on Night 3, Cobbler
Sally – Poisoned on Day 3, Wolf
Legate – Devoured by wolves on Day 4, Wolf
Aganzir – Walked out to meet her fate on Night 5, Ranger
The Living
Shasta
Menel
Nerwen
Nogrod
Kath
Day 5 Begins
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"Let us live so that when we come to die even the undertaker will be sorry." - Mark Twain
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