[Thinlómien]

As dawn broke, the lonely wizard left the cave. He had no friends anymore, only enemies, but their numbers had fallen too. A great weariness came upon him, for he had seen and done much, and sorrow had lined his face and whitened his hair. If he ever returned and saw some of his friends again, they would tell him he looked older.

He sat alone on a rock, watching the sun, so brilliant on the sky. He remembered meeting her in the West many ages ago. He remembered her smile and it gave him hope: he wasn't and wouldn't ever be the lone agent of Light in this great evergoing battle. He gathered his robes and missed his hat fervently, then hurried of to slay a troll.

In the troll-cave, meanwhile, Cop was dreaming of a meat pie. Her mum had been a great cook, and she had always cooked their food, experimenting with pies, soups and stews. Cop had eaten nothing as good as her cookings for years, and the thought of her mum's creations still made her cry sometimes. Lom and Leg and their bunch just couldn't do some things, and cooking was one of those.

Cop rolled in her sleep. After Green's death she had taken her quilts and rags and her sleeping place too, or whatever remained of it after the ceiling had come down. The other trolls didn't want to sleep there, believing that corner of the cave to bring bad luck, so Cop cherished the feeling of having more space and being further away from the other smelly, snoring trolls who kicked each other in their sleep.

Now Cop woke up, quite unpleasantly. It took her a while to figure out what had woken her: it was daylight. Dumbfounded, she stared at the ceiling. There was undoubtedly a small hole in it, just over her bed. She was certain it hadn't been there before, but now she finally understood why the others considered it an unlucky spot.

Unfortunately, it was too late for her. She felt her skin stiffen, her insides go heavy. She was turning into stone. The last thing she saw was a slender figure in dark robes against the splendid sunlight. It laughed with such genuine mirth that Cop would have laughed too despite everything if she hadn't been half stone already. "Thank you, Arien," the laughing voice said, which made whatsoever no sense to Cop. She died before she could figure it out.

When night fell, the remaining trolls woke up. They were quite upset to find Cop turned into stone inside the cave and figure out they would need to fix the ceiling before dawn, as well as find food and kill a wizard.


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Dumb and Dead
Thinlómien, "Lom", dispatched by the Wizards as a threat on Night 1
Legate of Amon Lanc, "Leg", dispatched by the Wizards as a threat on Night 1
Pomegranate, "Pom", a Wizard, boiled and eaten on Day 1
Ozban, "Oz", an Ordinary Troll, crushed to death by a troll pyramid on Day 2
Volo, "Vol", Traitor Troll, magically opened up like a door on Night 3
Bane Mantra, "Bane", an Ordinary Troll, turned into stone while hunting (modfired) on Day 3
Boromir88, "Bore", Ordinary Troll, forgotten outside the cave and turned into stone on Day 3
Brinniel, "Brin", the Clever Troll, strangled to death with the assistance of magical studs on Night4
Gil-Galad, "Gil", an Ordinary Troll, beaten to death by his fellows on Day 4
Shastanis Althreduin, "Shaz", an Ordinary Troll, lost in search for Bane (modfired) on Day 4
A Little Green, "Green", an Ordinary Troll, blown up with fireworks on Night 5
Morsul the Dark, "Mors", an Ordinary Troll, roasted, but not eaten on Day 5
Loslote, "Lot", the Purse-holder Troll, lured into daylight on Night 6
McCaber, "Cab", a Wizard, identified by the troll-purse and suffocated to death on Night 6
Inziladun, "Lad", a Wizard, roasted but not rescued on Day 6
Coppermirror, "Cop", an Ordinary Troll, spotlighted on Night 7

Dumb and Walking
Kath, "Kat"
Nerwen, "Nerve"
Nogrod, "Nog"
Rikae, "Rick"
satansaloser2005, "Sal"


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As you all know, Day 7 is going on. My invitation for the live people to talk is naturally still valid.