[Kitanna]

Inzil woke to the sound of footsteps outside his home. Armed with a club he carefully opened the door to look out. There was nothing but darkness. He closed and locked himself in once more.

Just as he settled down again, there was another noise.It sounded like gravel crunched under foot. He rose again with his club, ready to crack some skulls. He peeked out the window. Nothing.

He didn’t bother to go back to bed.He waited by the door, prepared to fling it open and beat the wolves to death next noise they made. The next noise around his house was a simple knock on the door. He flung it open, his club raised high, but there was no one outside.

There was, however, a jack o’ lantern on his front step. He brought his club down smashing the pumpkin over and over. Bits of orange flying every which way. So consumed was he with the need to destroy the pumpkin he never saw the ax fall.

~*~*~

The next morning the village found Inzil’s head on his front step. A candle has been lit and put into his mouth.

The Living
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
satansaloser2005 - Thrown under a carriage Day 3 - Wolf
Inziladun - Beheaded Night 4 - Ordo

Day 4 has begun