Tol-in-Gaurhoth XXIII: Journey to Hy Brazil

[Gurthang]

Well, I've read through Glirdan's post, which leaves me very little time to decide.

What I found is not much suspicious. His analysis' seemed rational to me, and I actually agreed with quite a few of his points. Some did seem weird, though, for instance pointing at Diamond for being the first to post. I also really don't like that last sentence about Saucepan Man. I don't know why, or even how exactly it would work, but it seems way too much like he's setting up for something. And, yes, I do think Glirdan would be that obvious.

And now Holby's looking a little better. Her lack of care for her own safety puts her in a better light, but that could just be in response to my suspicions of her for that reason.

Oh! I'm gonna wait just a little longer before voting. It will be for either Holby, Guy, or Glirdan, but I just don't know which.

[mormegil]

Okay, I may die and I humbly request that all innocents look at the following very closely

Firefoot
Gurthang
Rune
TGWBS
among others

Don't forget about SpM. I think he's innocent but if alive too long don't give him the benefit of the doubt. Scrutinize everything.

Anguriel seems innocent enough to me now.

[mormegil]

Originally Posted by mormegil

Okay, I may die and I humbly request that all innocents look at the following very closely

Firefoot
Gurthang
Rune
TGWBS
among others

The only wolf I never suspected was Kath, which is extremely odd as I always tend to suspect her. Well played all. I really must get over Glirdan I seem to perpertually suspect him and have aided in his demise in two games recently, both innocent . Also it was my single-eyed approach to Glirdan that made me lower my guard on Anguirel whom I truly suspected for quite some time. However, credit must be given to him for lowering my suspicion of him. Well played.

[Kath]

And Kath - you shall forthwith be know as the expert in "damning analysis".

*bows* Thank you Sauce, but you weren't so shoddy yourself. Many of my friends will testify to the fact that I was terrified of you for two Days straight after I think you pegged all three of us.

Ang - you join Lhuna amongst the ranks of traitors. Why is it I always get killed by the Lovers All I can say is that I'm glad the villagers won in the end, I don't think I could have stood it if the Lovers had been victorious.

Cailin, Nogrod, thanks for some fantastic death scenes, and you're quite welcome for the inspiration Cailin!

I can post the wolves PMs if you like, though since Gurthang was PMing Ang behind my back for a while he may have more than I do.

[Anguirel]

I'm afraid I was getting so many PMs and was living in such various locations that I was unable to keep them...

[Firefoot]

Oft evil will shall evil mar...

We as innocents did rather pathetically, I'd say. Only one wolf without help... oh boy.

So Durelin... me and you, huh? Two people who have been living on the tops of each others' suspect lists since about Day 3...

Great job to everyone, especially to the wolves and lovers - and our brilliant Captain Cailin and Nogrod. I was right about you Lalaith. I just didn't pursue it. Shame. You know, I swear, the night before the last Day began, I had a dream that you were on the evil side. Eerie.

I thought just about every day that I was going to be lynched... and break my perfect record of never being lynched as an innocent.

[Lalaith]

Publish private amatory correspondence! Really, what sort of hussy do you take me for?

Actually, I could probably cobble something together but it would take a lot of editing, although we probably PMed less on average than we did as Nightingale and Hawk (given that we didn't have to speculate on wolvish identity etc), two and a half weeks' worth of PMs means quite a substantial amount of accumulated material.

[Caranlondien]

Excellent game, everyone! I agree that you Lovers deserve the "moral victory" title... I never would have guessed it was you two. All the villains did well. If only I had followed through when I was suspicious of Kath and Gurthang.

I have to say I was glad SpM turned out not to be a wolf, even after I saw the village had lynched him; I was right about something! That might be a first.

Cailín, this was a great game. I hope we'll see you modding again in the future! Nogrod, thanks for sub-modding. My death was nice and gory.

[Glirdan]

I really must get over Glirdan I seem to perpertually suspect him and have aided in his demise in two games recently, both innocent .

You should just live with the fact that I am always this confusing. Also, if I seemed a little more confusing this game, it's because it's summer break and my brain is fried right now.

Spm + Durelin - I could have sworn you two were the Lovers. There was just a little too much there that proved (to me anyway) that you were the Lovers. Good game. Durelin, congrats on making it to the end.

Lalaith + Ang - You guys did a really good job (in my eyes anyway. I think I was preoccupied with other people to notice you guys much) at being the Lovers.

Gurthang - It was only after I died that I started to suspect dirty work on your part. Good job!

Holby, Jenny and Nilp - Nilp, never suspected you at all. It would have been nice if you could have been kept around a little longer. That goes for all three of you. We could really have used your expertise. Too bad though. Great job while you were around.

Kath - Even though you condemned me to death (well, had a lead part in it with your analyses), I must congratulate you on a job well done. So, good job!

Cailin and Noggie - Excellent narrations. Talk about keeping someone in suspense!

Everyone else - it was great to play with you all again. Can't wait to play in another game with you. However, that probably won't be for quite some time. After I mod my next WWJ game, I'm taking a looooooong break. So, have fun guys!

[Gurthang]

I almost want to wait longer; Cailin said she might be late, but I don't want to take the chance.

++Holbytlass

We need to break this tie, and Holby is the only one who I suspect that is among the those who are tied. May you be a wolf.

[Findëasëa]

Hmm, I really don’t think that Durelin or Morm is guilty. I have played with both of them before and their actions in this game have been consistant as far as I can tell. I have never played with Holby before so I am not sure how she would act, but I am not really suspicious of her either. Since I have not had time to go over all of the posts today, I am basing my vote off of impressions that I had of people on Day 2.

++Rune

For reasoning behind this vote please look at post #166. This is the best I can do for now.

[the guy who be short]

Foolish, Holbytlass! You would have survived this day - morm got more votes first.

But it is done. Thank you none the less.

[Cailín]

It is over.

Please stop talking.

[the guy who be short]

Just for the record, I am in favour of a novus republic, headed by the three innocent lasses. Best get that in the open right now.

One could still be a lover, but the other two will outnumber her. It is a risk I am willing to take.

And, frankly, I don't care what the rest of you think. I know it's a good idea.

[Cailín]

The shock of losing two allies instead of one the previous Night weighed heavily on the ship.

"Everything must justify its existence before the judgment seat of Reason, or give up existence”, stated Friedrich Engels.

"*hic*," said Glirdan, puzzled.

"It is my brilliant theory of the Day." Engels drew himself up proudly.

"Who are you, anyway?" inquired Gurthang. "Don't think I noticed you aboard before."

"Reason?" asked Lalaith in a huff. "Empiricism is the only true way, my friends."

"Huh?" said Rune.

"I am feeling pretty suicidal…" commented Weslamond. "Aye, but I fear Sir Horatio should leave the ship first."

"You are all wrong," said Mormegil. "I know exactly who the wolves are and you'd best listen to me or else everything will be wrong, wrong, wrong."

"Well?" asked Durelin.

"It is Firefoot, obviously," said Mormegil.

"Ha!" said Firefoot. "My dog thinks you, sir, are actually a pirate."

"Portugal - Holland was the worst match ever!" stated Sir Horatio suddenly.

All passengers looked up in surprise and started eyeing Sir Horatio suspiciously.

"Wha…?" asked Kath.

"Apologies," stumbled Sir Horatio. "No idea what made me say that. The lengthy exposure to the sun and wind must have made me slightly delusional."

"You see!" said Taliesin triumphantly. "Never trust a rear-admiral with a roaring voice and a silly name."

"Wrong again," said Mormegil. "Sir Horatio Potboiler is no wolf, oh no. Though I may be wrong."

In the end, the passengers decided that they could not bear hearing Mormegil correct them one more time and decided that such insistent pessimism could only stem from a decidedly wolvish nature. With collective effort, to the obvious satisfaction of Friedrich Engels, the passengers hoisted the man up the plank.

"There is obviously a fault in the construction of this ship," continued Mormegil his nit-picking as he stood there. "You see, this plank is completely rotten. If I'd put my foot here, like this…"

He demonstrated, shifting all his weight to his left foot. With a reluctant squeak, the plank cracked and Mormegil lost his balance and tumbled into the ocean.

"You see," he said, struggling to keep his head above the water. "It will break."

"Oh, be silent already," said Caranlondien, quite annoyed.

"Just wait," yelled Mormegil to the passengers still observing him from the deck.

And it happened. With a final snap, the plank broke straight through the middle. Half of the now ex-plank came falling down and hit the troubled Mormegil right on the head. He died instantly, but with a smug smile gracing his face. A human face. Mormegil had been another Ordinary Passenger.

--

Captain Cailín's Log

Cheese? I need cheese!

Signed,

Rune, Son of Bjarne



~The dead ~
Nogrod – sub-mod, ripped into pieces of flesh and bones by the werewolves on Night1
Cailín – mod, forced to walk the plank at the end of Night1/ the beginning of Day1
Nilpaurion Felagund – ranger, lynched himself at the end of Day1
Eomer of the Rohirrim – ordinary passenger, replaced the main topmast during Night2
Lhunardawen - ordinary passenger, overcame her seasickness by force at the end of Day2.
JennyHallu - Hunter
Formendacil - ordinary passenger
Mormegil - ordinary passenger, found fault in the ship's structure at the end of Day3


~The living ~
Durelin -- eye-borrowing Jounin instructor
Caranlondien -- ships's bartender
Holbytlass -- whale hunter
Findëasëa -- Occupational health and safety specialist
Kath -- plotting slave
Lalaith -- Football Widow
Diamond18 -- Weslamond, the Dread Pirate Roberta's protégé
Firefoot -- wandering traveller with a dog that dislikes pirates

Gurthang -- Plank Operator
Rune Son of Bjarne -- crazy slave, with an obsession for cheese
Taliesin -- criminal who was set adrift
Saucepan Man -- Rear-Admiral Sir Horatio Potboiler
Sir Anguirel Spens (Anguirel)
Glirdan -- drunken porter
Friedrich Engels (the guy who be short)


Night 4 has now started. I need a name from the Wolves and one from the Seer. Nogrod has happily returned so he shall expect PMs as well. Sleep tight. Sorry for the delay re: yesterday's narration. It will be up tomorrow.

[Cailín]

After all her fellow passengers had fallen asleep, Holbytlass walked up to the railing and stared into the invisible waves. She'd not be able to sleep tonight, despite her growing weariness and the fact that it was the darkest night she'd ever seen. It was no night to see anything.

She did hear something.

In the vague distance, a lonely cry sounded, melodious and sweet. Could it be a whale? Holbytlass shook her head. She was always imagining things. Though some things were not quite so imagined as others. With a sigh of foreboding, she whispered a name in the dark. Then she waited.

The moon rose over a pair less likely to hear a lonely sound. Unaware that someone was still up and watching, they danced to their own, private tune. There was something comforting about knowing that - no matter how the tides would turn - they would always come out as winners. Isn't love said to conquer all?

As the footsteps got louder and more confident, Holbytlass woke up from her reverie, forgetting the name she had whispered to the unknown. Slowly, she walked in the direction of the sound, hoping to solve the mystery before the wolves came to settle the score. In the fickle light of the moon, she saw flashes of a pair dancing between the sleeping bodies of the other passengers, careless in their movements, apparently only avoiding a misstep by chance, luck even. She chased them over the ship, her human, worldly steps sharply contrasting with the casual grace of the couple. She thought she heard a boy laughing, or was it a woman? The rhythm increased as the wolf and the lover were now swirling to a distant chorus of violins, almost painful to the ears in its perfection. Holbytlass started to run, forgetting about undercover, desperate to catch them in the act.

They seemed to retreat in the now deserted Captain's cabin. Holbytlass followed them, determined.

As she entered, she found the cabin empty. Disappointed and tense, she sighed once more. She turned around, shaking, and found herself face to face with the four wolves who had haunted her dreams.

"We know you now," snarled the largest.

With a vengeful howl, the wolves fell upon Holbytlass, taking the light out of her eyes forever.

At dawn, it was Firefoot who found Holbytlass. She was lying spread-eagled on the Captain's bed, her empty sockets staring into the distance. The names on her lips would never be uttered.

--

Captain Cailín's Log

A Night filled with promise. The Seer is dead. We live.

Signed,

The Lovers




~The dead ~
Nogrod – sub-mod, ripped into pieces of flesh and bones by the werewolves on Night1
Cailín – mod, forced to walk the plank at the end of Night1/ the beginning of Day1
Nilpaurion Felagund – ranger, lynched himself at the end of Day1
Eomer of the Rohirrim – ordinary passenger, replaced the main topmast during Night2
Lhunardawen - ordinary passenger, overcame her seasickness by force at the end of Day2.
JennyHallu - Hunter
Formendacil - ordinary passenger
Mormegil - ordinary passenger, found fault in the ship's structure at the end of Day3
Holbytlass - Seer, killed by the wolves during Night 4


~The living ~
Durelin -- eye-borrowing Jounin instructor
Caranlondien -- ships's bartender
Findëasëa -- Occupational health and safety specialist
Kath -- plotting slave
Lalaith -- Football Widow
Diamond18 -- Weslamond, the Dread Pirate Roberta's protégé
Firefoot -- wandering traveller with a dog that dislikes pirates

Gurthang -- Plank Operator
Rune Son of Bjarne -- crazy slave, with an obsession for cheese
Taliesin -- criminal who was set adrift
Saucepan Man -- Rear-Admiral Sir Horatio Potboiler
Sir Anguirel Spens (Anguirel)
Glirdan -- drunken porter
Friedrich Engels (the guy who be short)

Day 4 has now started. Passengers, you may start discussing. Good luck.