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Kitanna · 10-14-2014, 05:37 AM

The wind outside howled or maybe it was those nefarious wolves, McCaber wasn’t sure. He sat in his study looking over some texts on the subject, trying hard not to jump at every little sound.

There had to be a way to stop these beasts before anyone else died. Unfortunately nothing turned up that would ensure all would die at once, rather than one by one. Frustrated and sleepy he put his head down, resting it on his arms.

McCaber woke with a start to find his candle burned out and three shadowy figures blocking out the moonlight. “I should have known.”

“Grab him,” one ordered.

The other two grabbed McCaber, not giving a thought to his comfort in the matter. McCaber didn’t fight, from his research he knew there was no way out. Instead he began to sing “The Song that Never Ends” to annoy them while they tied him to his chair. His voice got louder and louder.

“We need to shut him up.” One of the wolves who had tied him down shoved a funnel in his mouth. While another poured the contents of a pot into his mouth.

McCaber gagged at the raw, meaty slop being forced into his mouth. A shard of something moved down the funnel and lodged itself in his throat. His gagging turned to wheezing and then all air was cut off. McCaber flailed as best he could in his position. He tried to free his himself so he could perform the heimlich.

“What’s wrong? Does Agan not sit well in your stomach?”

Eventually his flailing stopped and his head fell limping forward. The wolves proceeded to poke around his study. One came across a rather interesting mirror tucked under some books.

“A scrying mirror. Ha! I bet he didn’t see that coming!” The wolf laughed and put the mirror down.

~*~*~

In the morning the village found McCaber covered in body and pureed guts, though his skin was blue underneath. There were many dismayed cries as they realized the wolves had killed their seer.

The Living
Inziladun
satansaloser2005
Rikae
Nerwen
wilwarin538
Shastanis Althreduin
A Little Green

The Dead
Kitanna – ripped apart Night 1 - Moddess
Legate of Amon Lanc - Brained on Day 1 - Ranger
Aganzir - Scalped on Night 2 - Ordo
Macalaure - Set on fire Day 2 - Ordo
McCaber - Choked on bits of Agan Night 3 - Seer

Day 3 has begun

10-14-2014, 05:37 AM	#140
Kitanna Child of the West Join Date: Dec 2003 Location: Watching President Fillmore ride a unicorn Posts: 2,132	The wind outside howled or maybe it was those nefarious wolves, McCaber wasn’t sure. He sat in his study looking over some texts on the subject, trying hard not to jump at every little sound. There had to be a way to stop these beasts before anyone else died. Unfortunately nothing turned up that would ensure all would die at once, rather than one by one. Frustrated and sleepy he put his head down, resting it on his arms. McCaber woke with a start to find his candle burned out and three shadowy figures blocking out the moonlight. “I should have known.” “Grab him,” one ordered. The other two grabbed McCaber, not giving a thought to his comfort in the matter. McCaber didn’t fight, from his research he knew there was no way out. Instead he began to sing “The Song that Never Ends” to annoy them while they tied him to his chair. His voice got louder and louder. “We need to shut him up.” One of the wolves who had tied him down shoved a funnel in his mouth. While another poured the contents of a pot into his mouth. McCaber gagged at the raw, meaty slop being forced into his mouth. A shard of something moved down the funnel and lodged itself in his throat. His gagging turned to wheezing and then all air was cut off. McCaber flailed as best he could in his position. He tried to free his himself so he could perform the heimlich. “What’s wrong? Does Agan not sit well in your stomach?” Eventually his flailing stopped and his head fell limping forward. The wolves proceeded to poke around his study. One came across a rather interesting mirror tucked under some books. “A scrying mirror. Ha! I bet he didn’t see that coming!” The wolf laughed and put the mirror down. ~~~ In the morning the village found McCaber covered in body and pureed guts, though his skin was blue underneath. There were many dismayed cries as they realized the wolves had killed their seer. The Living Inziladun satansaloser2005 Rikae Nerwen wilwarin538 Shastanis Althreduin A Little Green The Dead Kitanna – ripped apart Night 1 - Moddess Legate of Amon Lanc - Brained on Day 1 - Ranger Aganzir - Scalped on Night 2 - Ordo Macalaure - Set on fire Day 2 - Ordo McCaber - Choked on bits of Agan Night 3 - Seer Day 3 has begun __________________ "Let us live so that when we come to die even the undertaker will be sorry." - Mark Twain Last edited by Kitanna; 10-15-2014 at 07:48 AM.