WWJ III - Nan Qualinmerë: Death Wish Valley

[Anguirel]

Forsooth, I have been foolishe and neglectful. I see now that Gil-Galad too lies broken by some hidden claw. I shall make most piteous dole. Alack.

Damoiselle des Chats, your words are heavy but most true, greatly though my soul forbodes me. To stop the triumph of our enemies, we must engineer their execution, right unmanly and cowardly though it is to hang a man.

For myself I prefer to allow a trial by combat. Rather than mere lynching like some commoner, I say the chosen victim should die cleanly by sharp steel.

But who is to be? We have few leads on this dark day, and must pray that some kindly chance presides over our decision.

I fear I shall be among the first to cast a vote. Misprise not my intentions-I am occupied much with swordplay and composition as the day grows later. (See the main Tol-in-Gaurhoth Junior thread for my absence notice.)

[WaynetheGoblin]

I have gone to many villages to act and strange things happened but werewolfs i will not leave intill all of the werewolfs are dead. Also glirden gil you were the two that first hered of me and hired me to do a show now I will perform when the village is save.hope we get rid of the werewolfs soon.

[Anguirel]

Worry presses upon me-our village is eerily bereft of noise, and my time is fast running out. I have no choice but to vote despite the almost total lack of clues.

I shall at least do the courtesy of explaining this course of action as best I can.

The chansons du geste and ballads telling of werewolf attacks, from the days of yore in Nargothrond to the present day, all sing of the terror and impotency felt by villagers on the first day after the werewolves have struck. There is little solid to go on; most of the limited information-and hence power-that exists is in the hands of the wolves.

As a result, the village can do worse things than delivering itself, in the opening day, into the grasp of chance. If we each claim to vote for a randomly selected candidate, it will hamper lupine movements when manipulating bandwagons. It is likely one of us will happen to pick a wolf, and if that wolf is later caught, even if s/he is not chosen today, how others reacted to the threat against him/her may be telling.

I would add, though, that if, by chance, a bandwagon seems to be building due to random selections falling on the same person, it would be best to introduce an element of artifice and eliminate them from your options in order to maintain a spread vote.

Of course, whether you decide to take this advice is entirely up to you. It's not at all foolproof, naturally. I usually distrust rigid plans myself, so I merely leave this as a possible solution to be taken or left. But for want of anything better, I will follow it myself.

One further thing: as a squire following the path of chivalry, I will not vote for damsels without a proper reason. I therefore randomly pick out of the males:

++Gandalf_the_white

[Garin]

I'm not even sure what a saxophone is... It is a shame that our meager village has lost two of its inhabitants. What is worse is that I have two less customers. I grow weary of these wolves and can only hope their words or lack of them will lead them to the end of a rope.

Anguirell: As a result, the village can do worse things than delivering itself, in the opening day, into the grasp of chance. If we each claim to vote for a randomly selected candidate, it will hamper lupine movements when manipulating bandwagons. It is likely one of us will happen to pick a wolf, and if that wolf is later caught, even if s/he is not chosen today, how others reacted to the threat against him/her may be telling.

I am calling your bluff Anguirel and voting for you my furry friend. I understand how a schedule can impede your ability to post and vote but it also serves as a wonderful cover. May Eru have mercy upon your soul.
++Anguirell

[Anguirel]

Ah well. At least someone's doing something...

[tar-ancalime]

Demoiselle des chats indeed! Forsooth! It's madame to you, my lad. I was the lady of the manor before you was breeched.

Youthful impudence aside, your enthusiasm is encouraging. I hope that the rest of the village will awaken to the danger soon.

[Anguirel]

My enthusiasm traditionally gets me killed...but I grudge it not...

[Eomer of the Rohirrim]

Egads! T'appears we have a couple of hasty votes. What do I think of them?

Anguirel knows that it's best to vote and to stir the pot. If he can't make it back later then it was a fairly righteous thing to do. Of course, if he happens to be a wolf then it is fine cover but what the hey!

Garin's vote is perhaps slightly more suspicious. He doesn't mention that he can't make it back later yet he is eager to vote before any discussion.

I know we have some youngsters among us, chil'en in the great game of battle and protection. Maybe it's best to let them know of a fine tradition we have in this here village: if anything goes wrong, blame Feanor of the Peredhil.

(Just kidding...or am I?)

Silence is the friend of the werewolves, yet so is confusion. O, what are we to do? I have one suggestion: lynch Abercrombie of Rohan. She called me a quack last Spring. Let's just say I misplaced the antidote.