Tol-in-Gaurhoth (Isle of Werewolves)

[Kuruharan]

And just think... if we kill bilbo and I'm wrong, then tonight the werewolf will kill another innocent. That narrows the list of Alive down to three people. If I'm still alive, and Mith is still alive, that pretty much means I'll know who the werewolf is.

-and-

I know that I'm innocent

The problem with this is that you are still demanding us to take your own word for your innocence and demanding that we completely ignore the mountain of evidence against you.

My point is that he was not seeing what was there. He misread the evidence.

Based upon what? This doesn’t make any sense.

And you still did not explain why you thought Saucepan Man and bilbo_baggins were guilty. Probably because you knew they were not.

If y'all honestly thought I was guilty, then why in the world would you listen to me!?

It wasn't a matter of just listening to you. There were other voices to consider. In the case of bilbo_baggins, I had a theory I wanted to test out. However, unlike some people I could name, I did not drive the boot in when I could have. I waited. I wanted to see what other people had to say. Does that seem like the behavior of a werewolf?

You are probably picking on me now because I seemingly have a slightly roguish personality and you think you can convince Oddwen on the basis of that. However, as I noted above. The Barrow-Wight did not choose people on the basis of personality.

EDIT: Well, I see I was preceeded again.

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

The problem with this is that you are still demanding us to take your own word for your innocence and demanding that we completely ignore the mountain of evidence against you.

Yeah, pretty much.

Does that seem like the behavior of a werewolf?

Yes.

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At the end of the long ordeal, the oft accused and rarely believed (yet incredibly beautiful, clever, and deep) Feanor of the Peredhil bowed politely to those who meant to kill her. She knew that her chance to convince them was over. She strode calmly to the gallows, taking deep breaths to steady her nerves. Fea stuck out her tongue once, in an imitation of Einstein. Patiently, she awaited her own death.

[Kuruharan]

The two remaining villagers lept up, seized, and bound this latter-day Cassandra. They were not particularly gentle because they were certain they now had found their werewolf; the one who had caused them so much trouble and cost them so many friends.

Feanor remained aloof and endured the rather ill-meaning knocking about she took as they hoisted her up the steps. The burlap sack went over the head, the noose went around the neck, and Kuruharan pulled the lever.

Alas, they were not skilled hangmen and poor Feanor gagged rather loudly and flailed about like a landed fish for some moments until she finally choked to death.

Oddly enough, she never showed signs of being a werewolf.

A deep silence ensued.

"Sooo..." said Oddwen, "she wasn't the werewolf?"

"Apparently not," replied Kuruharan.

"Sooo..." said Oddwen. "Even though she behaved in a completely irrational and unbelievable manner from the very beginning, she was in fact as pure and innocent as the wind-driven snow?"

"Weeell," replied Kuruharan, "at least of being the last werewolf. Who knows about anything else? Had I been in your place I'd have voted against her too."

"And I'm not the werewolf," said Oddwen.

"No, I don't think so," said Kuruharan.

"So in the end she was right about you?" asked Oddwen.

"It does appear that way," said Kuruharan.

"Hmmm..." said Oddwen. "This is not exactly how I'd expected the last frightful devouring to go. I'd expected something a lot more violent and a lot less verbose."

"Consider it stress relief after the truly wretched start I had," replied Kuruharan. "As the Wight can tell you, I seriously doubted from the beginning that I'd make it very far, much less win, especially after the others bought it."

"Oh..." said Oddwen.

Another pause.

"Before you eat me there is something I'd like to know," said Oddwen.

"Oh ye who has but a moment to live, what do you want of me?" asked Kuruharan. "The villain answering the final question of the hero is customary after all."

"I'd never heard of a dwarf werewolf before," said Oddwen. "How'd it happen?'

"I have no idea," replied Kuruharan. "It just sort of dropped on me one day..."

There was furious roar and a rush of gray fur...


THE END

WEREWOLVES VICTORIOUS!!

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

Very nice, Kuru.

Fea shakes hands with all the players.

That was more fun than I've had in ages.

Oh, and one more thing...

I told ya so.

[Kuruharan]

Only at the last where it didn't do ya any good...

[The Only Real Estel]

After observing the proper moment of silence for Fea, and not knowing exactly when the proper time is to do this, I'm going to proceed the best way I know how. Although there's a 95% chance I won't have access to a computer on Saturday and an 80% chance that I won't have access to a computer on Sunday, I'm going to throw my hat in for the second game and hope that I am not suspected to be a werewolf and lynched (which I probably won't be, having done nothing in a conceivable pattern), or killed by a werewolf (which I probably won't be, because I won't pose as even a minor threat until Monday, in all likelihood) before Monday. Oh yeah, I guess I do have to survive the 'kill them if they haven't talked yet' idea, but having given notice that I won't be posting I'm hoping to avoid that...

[Holbytlass]

Oooh, that was great!! I had never heard of any sort of game like that. Very intriguing and just.....well......GREAT!! Hats off to all players. And speaking of hats, I'm throwing mine in for the new one, please.

[Oddwen]

What's this? I lost the game, multiple innocent lives were lost, and I died horrifically in the end? Hey, my ultimate lifelong fear wasn't so bad after all. Nobody's yelling at me anyway...yet...

Seriously, good game guys. Congrats to victorious Loup Kuru on his gory win, and count me into the next game if there's a spot open.