WWJ VIII ~ Things That Go "Quack" In The Night

[Diamond18]

Final vote count:

Spawn: IIIII II (Glirdan, Morm, Roa, Nogrod, Valier, Jenny, SpM)

Mormegil: IIII (Spawn, Ang, Cailin, Kath)

Roa: III (Mith, Lote, Lalaith)

Kath: I (Sleepy)

Did not vote: Elu Ancalime. He will die alongside Spawn.

Deaths will be up shortly.

[Diamond18]

The Kum-Bah-Yah-ing of the morning was misleading indeed, as the second day saw the village descend into madness. The Moddess Goddess watched from her airy cloud throne in the sky and was amused by it all, verily.

By the close, the young Ent Glirdan’s accusation of Dancing Spawn of Ungoliant stuck, and the spider loving orcish astronaut was slated for death.

Glirdan, Roa, Nogrod, and Saucepan Orc seized the less-than-comely maiden and pinned her to the ground, though she thrashed and her skin was slimy, making it hard to get a really good handhold on her. However since Nogrod worked out, he was pretty buff, and was able to overpower their quarry.

“Let’s see how much you like spiders now,” snickered Valier, approaching with a jar of Spawn’s favorite pet spiders in her hand. Mormegil and Jenny watched approvingly but did nothing, as Morm was too idle an elf to sully his hands thus, and Jenny was, of course, not really there.

“What are you doing with my pretties?” Spawn gasped, but her question was soon answered as Valier dumped the contents of the jar into her gasping mouth.

Down her gullet tumbled the arachnids, and she choked and gagged on them, their fuzzy little thorax’s muting her screams.

The villagers watched in disgust, then horror, as the orc’s body changed. To tell the truth, aesthetically it was an improvement, as the feathers covered up her festering skin and the beak looked quite a bit better than her warty nose. But these villagers were a strange lot who lived in harmony with orcs and feared quacking waterfowl.

No sooner had she sprouted wings than the Dancing Duck of Ungoliant breathed — or rather choked — her last.

Simultaneously, the bystander Elu Ancalime was struck by a blinding flash of Mod Fire from above and burst into flames. His charred remains fell smoking to the ground and struck fear into the hearts of non-voters everywhere.

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~ The Dead ~

Diamond Took, the Halfling Poet ~ Villager ~ Pecked to death on Night 1
Nilpaurion Felagund the Elven Pigeon-Summoning Ninja ~ Wereduck ~ Waxed on, waxed off on Day 1
Dancing Spawn of Ungoliant the Spider Loving Orcish Astronaut ~ Wereduck ~ Stuffed full of spiders and choked to death on Day 2
Elu Ancalime the Didgeridoo Dwarf ~ Villager ~ Struck by Mod Fire from above on Day 2

~ The Living ~

Anguirel the Baritone Bird Catcher
Mithalwen the Elven Saggar Maker's Bottom Knocker
Saucepan Man the Orcish Scarecrow
Mormegil the Elven Idleman
Valier the Dwarven Millet Spray Picker
Nogrod the Dwarven Personal Fitness Instructor
Kath the Rainbow Catcher
Cailín the Bird-portraitist
Roa Aoife the Batwoman
Glirdan the Entish Tree Herder
Lote22 the Elven Igloo Maker
Lalaith the Halfling Chubb Fuddler
JennyHallu the Halfling Mountaintop Guru
Sleepy Ranger the Exiled Jedi Master

[Diamond18]

The villagers rose from their beds the next morning, with feelings of mingled dread and anticipation. They gathered together and did a head count, an arm count, a leg count, and a nose, mouth, eye, toe and finger count.

The heads, noses, and mouths numbered 13 each; the arms, legs, and eyes numbered 26 each; and the fingers and toes numbered 254 in total. (It turned out that Saucepan Orc, due to bad hygiene, had suffered the loss of some digits which had rotted and fallen off. )

But I digress.

This number revealed that one amongst them was missing. Lalaith had not come out to join the others in the town square (which was technically a trapezoid in shape). So they went, in trepidation, to the chubb fuddler’s house.

Nothing seemed amiss, at first. The door was not locked, but did not seem tampered with either. When they opened it, a delicious aroma wafted up their nostrils, and their tummies rumbled as one, for they had not yet had their breakfast.

The house was empty, but they followed the tantalizing scent to the kitchen, where they found a pot simmering over the stove. One of them noticed a note taped to the lid. It read:

You must be hungry from all that killing you’ve been doing. Have some leftover Lalaith for breakfast.

Horrified, the villagers recoiled from the bubbling stew, cursing their rumbling tummies. But they had to admit, Lal did smell really good.....

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No sooner had they made this discovery, than a messenger arrived for Roa Aoife, calling her away to rejoin her regiment, which was doing battle with gigantic were-rabbits in the south. Loyal batwoman that she was, she rushed to rejoin her officer, wishing the villagers the best of luck.

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~ The Dead ~

Diamond Took, the Halfling Poet ~ Villager ~ Pecked to death on Night 1
Nilpaurion Felagund the Elven Pigeon-Summoning Ninja ~ Wereduck ~ Waxed on, waxed off on Day 1
Dancing Spawn of Ungoliant the Spider Loving Orcish Astronaut ~ Wereduck ~ Stuffed full of spiders and choked to death on Day 2
Elu Ancalime the Didgeridoo Dwarf ~ Villager ~ Struck by Mod Fire from above on Day 2
Lalaith the Halfling Chubb Fuddler ~ Villager ~ Boiled, mashed, and cooked in a stew on Night 3
Roa Aoife the Batwoman ~ Villager ~ Not dead, but rejoined her regiment on Day 3

~ The Living ~

Anguirel the Baritone Bird Catcher
Mithalwen the Elven Saggar Maker's Bottom Knocker
Saucepan Man the Orcish Scarecrow
Mormegil the Elven Idleman
Valier the Dwarven Millet Spray Picker
Nogrod the Dwarven Personal Fitness Instructor
Kath the Rainbow Catcher
Cailín the Bird-portraitist
Glirdan the Entish Tree Herder
Lote22 the Elven Igloo Maker
JennyHallu the Halfling Mountaintop Guru
Sleepy Ranger the Exiled Jedi Master

[mormegil]

*sigh* so we did loose Roa, thus essentially negating the nightingale's great protections of the previous night.

Glirdan do you wish to share your dream? I'm not sure how we all feel about killing Mith, I obviously think she's the goose so she would make a good kill if we have no real suspect on the docket.

[Valier]

So they choose to kill Lalaith last night, I guess the nightingale protected Glirdan then.

So Glirdan who did you dream of? I think if you choose someone other than Mith and they were innocent, we should lynch Mith, just to be sure,then try to narrow it down to the last Duck.

Mith I would like to hear what you have to say for yourself!!!!!

[mormegil]

Interesting. Only two posts so far and after yesterdays 200+...this simply won't do, people may be able to stay caught up on what is going on .

Anyway I had hoped for more people to talk before bed time but I will wait until I arise.

[Anguirel]

Alas for Lalaith. She spoke little but was more help than can be guessed; sanity, reason, kindness and scepticism came from her. The last duck did well to be rid of her, for she would have unmasked it before long.

O Lalaith! As a Birdcatcher I pledge to you that I will find this vile duck, and that as a village we shall roast it together, remembering you.

I am still not wholly convinced by Glirdan. I can't believe Mith would go to all that literary effort for a mere werewolf ploy...it seems...too male and Asperger's...

So I shall be interested to hear who Mith, too, purports to have dreamt of. Though Goose Glirdan is hard to envisage.

We were doing better before this flock of Owls made its presence felt. I almost feel like hanging the whole lot to spare us the problem. But I realise this is laziness.

In retrospect, my case for morm was pretty shoddy, but that's not to say I didn't get the right duck for the wrong reasons. One of my other main suspects was proved correct when Spawn was slain, and this makes me partly doubt Glirdan's veracity.

A lot of us already suspected Spawn. As the duellist against Mith-apparently the Owl then-she seemed likely to be duckish. Could Glirdan the Goose have picked a likely wolf to turn in, thereby being seen as the Owl and causing confusion?

Apart from that, my suspicions are scattered and I would like to see what others think...even morm...

[Cailín]

Lalaith and Roa gone! Guess she was just an innocent after all.

I was surprised, shocked and amused by last Day's events after I left. I completely trusted Mith: everything seemed to make sense... and then Glirdy arrives. I think I was one of the few people who did not so much distrust Dancing Spawn, so again the outcome of our lynching shocked me. However, yay, only one more Duck still to go!

As for the Owl question: I am now inclined to trust Glirdan. We still have many innocents against one Duck, so we can withold our judgement. If Glirdan did not lie, the Ducks will have to kill him soon no matter what - they cannot afford to keep the Owl alive. If he is not killed, we'll know what to do.

Due to Spawn's vote for Mormegil yesterDay, I consider him innocent until proven otherwise.

Nogrod is again questionable, SpM is definitely a harmless little Orc.