Tol-in-Gaurhoth XLVII: Dueling Wizards Werewolf II

[Thinlómien]

Originally Posted by Eönwë

Lommy, the only reason I said you were suspicious is that you keep jumping at anyone who is suspicious of you. Just slightly over-fast reactions for an ordo.
But I won't accuse you of being an evil, furry, surreptitiouss slave of the EW.

Haha, sweet mummy's boy.

Originally Posted by Lalaith

I think Nilp was an original wolf (trusted lieutenant, eh?) and Cailin a newer wolf. So I think our remaining wolves are one original and one new.

Like Roa said, don't trust Rikae's words! But my initial thought, too, was that he was an original wolf - mostly just because he strikes me as a person someone would make an original wolf (bad reasoning, I know) and also because I don't think his playing style has changed a bit in the course of the game. Do you have any special reason to think that Cailín was a newer wolf? For I think she could have been either.

Originally Posted by Eönwë

edit: when you post here, you alwayd x. So why bother write who with? You'll only miss the next 10 posts.

Mostly it's a useless habit, but if everybody keeps doing it, no one has to speculate whether x saw y's post before posting z. It can be quite handy at times - both for others and the poster him/herself.

When Roa came and talked most sense I've heard in ages in this village, I had an impulse to throw myself to her feet and worship her, so to speak (or "so to exaggerate" - anyway, you know what I mean ). I so much hope Roa is not evil because I consider myself rather invalid to doubt her (maybe question her reasoning at times, but that's all). I know, it's veery bad.

Nice sig, Roa.


edit: xed with Durelin

[Brinniel]

I've noticed two people haven't voted yet: Eonwe and Legate.

I don't where the latter is, but c'mon Eonwe...I don't think you've ever voted. I know it's already quite obvious who's getting lynched, but still I think people should always vote.

[the phantom]

I'll see most of you tomorrow.

And I'm really hoping it will be the last time.

[Nogrod]

Okay. The Day4 ends and Nilp will die.

Narration coming quite soon.

Btw. never mod a game with two players sharing your computer. You'll never be able to actually read the thread decently to use it in the narrations or to prepare, and can see only afterwards what actually happened...

[Nogrod]

Herbert had decided to give it a try. I feel nothing…

He took Dimmy’s figurine. She was his cousin who was always the centre of
attention when there were people around. Whenever she was present no one ever noticed him but only to hush him to be quiet or get out of the way.

He finally managed to break her figurine in his fist even if it did hurt. He didn’t have the strength and hardness of skin in his slender fingers as Mr. Hearst. It annoyed him. But it was still quite easy as he felt nothing but physical pain.

Okay… then for something completely different…

He took a deep breath.

I must be able… I must be… I feel nothing… I feel nothing…

He picked a small figurine and took it with him outside the pillbox. The sun was setting and a cold breeze caught his woollen pullover making him shiver as he climbed over the trench and up to the field. He could see their house, or what was left of it, behind the fields. It was still smoking and few spots of bright orange and red still glowed in the ruins.

He walked silently towards it pressing the figurine in his hand.

It was Neill. Or Nilby, as people used to call him. A strange person whom we would have loved to have as his uncle, or now as he had lost his own, as his father. He was the only person whom he had actually made friends in his whole life. Nilby had saved him from the bullies not a few times, calling his tormentors “rascals” and “naughty-boys”. That might have been just ridiculous but considering his presence it was the most threatening approach. The bullies were afraid of his burning eyes and grey brows, even if he wasn’t that old in the end.

It was during their evacuation from the front. The train full of evacuees and their livestock had stopped into a small station for resupplying and Nilby had accompanied him to the thickets to have a pee.

Then the fighters came.

Herbert heard their sound first and then all people were calling the alarm. Nilby took him to his arms and started running towards the treeline panting heavily as he went. Herbert caught a glimpse of the planes as they came over the treetops and started firing their machineguns. People were falling down as the cracks and bursts of the bullets ran forwards in exactly straight lines. Then he saw one line of the bullets to come straight towards them.

“Nilby!” he managed to cry.

Then he felt falling down to the ground and the adult body falling on him. He still remembered how Neill had crawled a little forwards to cover his head with his own torso from the bullets. Then there were a few nasty snap-like voices and he felt the man on him to yank aside. And there was that terrible pain in his left leg.

He had ran away. Screaming with pain and horror. And he hadn’t looked behind him.

It was only when his mother had tied the bullet-scratch in his leg he saw some people carrying a stretcher with a bloodied cloth of linen thrown over whoever it was under it that he realised that he had left Nilby there.

Herbert had received a letter from him a month later, from the central hospital nearby, as they had already settled to this dreadful place. He had never dared to open it.

Now he was pressing Nilby’s figurine firmly in his small fist already sweating. The fire had been extinguished but there were still the spots where the ashes glowed deep red. Approaching them was nightmarish as the air got hot and the smoke smart his eyes.

He threw the figurine into the glowing ashes after a long hesitation and turned to run back.

But he couldn’t. He fell to his knees and sobbed bitterly.


*~*

Finding Di’s eyeballs from the brim of the well the villagers were startled, anguished and confused.

"Well, kiddo, I'll play along. Here's my opinion on everybody:they're all wolves! Lynch them all! ... Or why don't you just lynch me? I've been all but proven to be a wolf!" Rikae yelled taking a few steps so that everyone could hear and see her.

From the gasping crowd the phantom emerged and took the lead.

"Don't speculate as to why there was only one kill. And don't believe Rikae if she decides to tell you. I will tell you myself- but later on today." He gazed around confidently.

"And don't vote yet. I have special lynching instructions that will be given to you later on today. And make a list of every villager and give your thoughts on them. Follow those three rules I gave you."

There were some murmurs on why everyone should obey him, a common sheepherder, and why was he acting like the mayor of the village. But in the end more than half of the village obeyed.

As the queries grew louder tp finally opened his mouth on the issue.

"For now, vote for Nilp. He's a Werewolf. Yes, I'm certain, so don't even ask."

And the villagers voted for Nilp unanimously, Gwath and Rikae notwithstanding.

“Now then. We only need to kill him.” the phantom said pleased with himself and how the village had followed him.

“Let me do it myself. Give me a knife pal.” Nilp suggested suddenly and looked beggingly to the sheepherder. “I’ve had my enjoyment already hearing the votes one after another: Nilp, Nilp, Nilp, Nilp, Nilp, Nilp… That’s quite enough for me. And I’ve always had some suicidal tendencies…” With that he flashed a smile revealing his canine teeth sharp as razors and big as those of a werewolf.

“Oooohhhhh!” went the crowd.

“No no! Kill me!” Rikae jumped to stand beside the ever growing werewolf.

“Don’t listen to her” people shouted in a crowd.

But before anyone had time to realise Nilp had taken the lumberjack-axe from Rikae’s hand and hit it hard to his own forehead. He hit himself at the exact moment his body started to change. The blade of the axe fell inside his body as his body bursted outwards growing in size. Then it all exploded.


*~*

Alive:

+ A Little Green, a fortune-teller - folklorist - herb-grower - unofficial therapist, advisor and midwife, most presumably a witch, the gammer (the eccentric mother of Lommy & Mac)
+ Shastanis Althreduin, astrologer/fortune teller, gaffer (Greenie's husband, father of Lommy & Mac)
+ Isabellkaya, a gammer who loves asparagus and throwing knives (Shasta's sister)

+ Thinlómien, a bird tamer, adult (married to Nilp, Macalaure's sister)
+ Eönwë, Rikae's unofficial helper-person, 22 (their son)
+ Kath, tavern owner, 20 (their daughter, Brinn's life partner)
+ Satansaloser 2005, Lommy's assistant, 17 (their daughter)

+ Rikae, a lumberjack, adult (married to Macalaure, Roa's sister)
+ the phantom, sheep herder with Legate, 21 (their adopted son, Di's brother)

+ Lhunardawen, healer's apprentice, 20 (Cailín's daughter, good twin of Durelin)
+ Durelin, poisoner 20 (Lhuna's evil twin, daughter of Cailín)


+ Roa_Aoife, school teacher, adult (mother of Legate, Brinn and Kit, wife of Nogrod, sister of Rikae)
+ Brinniel, Greenie's apprentice, 21 (Legate's sister and Kitanna's twin sister, Kath's life partner)
+ Legate of Amon Lanc, sheep herder with tp, 19 (brother of Brinn & Kit, Sally's boyfriend, Agan's ex-bf)

+ Lalaith, chocolate maker, adult (sister of Nerwen, mother of Aganzir, Volo's daughter)

+ Mormegil, adult (son of Volo, husband of Celuien, father of Gwath and McCaber)
+ Celuien, a candle maker, adult (wife of morm, mother of Gwath and McCaber)
+ Gwathagor, a highwayman, 20 (McCaber's big brother)
+ McCaber, a henchman, 18 (Gwath's little brother, dates Aganzir)


The dead:
Eomer of the Rohirrim, adult (Cailín's husband, Lhuna's and Dury's father); An innocent beheaded by the werewolves on Night1
Nogrod, the judge, adult (Roa's husband, father of Legate, Brinn and Kit); An innocent torn in two by werewolves on Night1
Nerwen, the healer, adult (sister of Lalaith, Volo's daughter); An innocent nailed to the oak-tree on Day1.
Volo, the guy who knows everything about staying alive, the gaffer (Father of Nogrod, morm, Nerwen and Lalaith); The seer mutilated and eyes pulled off on Night2.
Kitanna, a tavern wench 21 (Legate's sister and Brinn's twin sister); An innocent ripped into pieces and thrown into the well on Night2.
Aganzir, the little match girl, 15 (Lalaith's daughter, dates McCaber); A werewolf burnt alive on Day2.
Macalaure, apple farmer, adult (married to Rikae, Lommy's brother); The ranger overpowered by four werewolves in a fight and torn to pieces on Night3.
The Ka, a dog whipper (a fatherless and ageless little child of Lalaith); An innocent impaled to a spear her doll in her hand on Night3.
Cailín, guinea pig breeder, adult (Nilp's sister); A werewolf melted into a candle-wax and burnt on Day3.
Diamond 18, dissolute, 11 (phantom's pre-teen littlesister); The seer eyes picked out (once again, what a bore...), throat slit and thrown into the well on Night4.
Nilpaurion Felagund, a house-bound sandwich-maker, adult (married to Lommy); A werewolf committed a suicide when the whole village turned against him on Day4.


Night5 has begun.

Hush everyone... except those who have a license...

[Nogrod]

Aunt Clellan accompanied her through the swarming late-night town full of drunkards and jesters, pick-pockets and celebrants, the prostitutes and the beggars to the gate of the inner city and gave the guards the bribes smiling at them heartily. The guards seemed pleased and nodded to her gracefully and smiling to Edelfried they escorted her to her quarters.

While she ascended the hollow and only scarcely lit stairs leading to her room her aunt’s words were still recurring in her head. The passing of good and evil produces in emptiness. Some try to make it a virtue and turn the world into a shameless battlefield of naked power and fight for influence. The others cling to the passion and compassion, to love. You’re on that side now my little. And thank gods for that! But it will not be easy to take part in this struggle… You will feel much pain but you must concentrate. You’ll learn to control the things happening in your dreams – and that’s real influence. Just try to feel yourself, find the way as none can teach it to you…

She finally reached her room and closed the door. After dressing her night-gown on she went to the window to look at the buzzing town below her before going to sleep. There were the noises of the city but also the growing darkness of the surrounding countryside and the mountains. It felt like the whole world had wrapped this tiny island of life and people into its embrace and was slowly pulling it firmer into its grasp.

Then there was the blackbird once again singing its sorrowful melody. Edelfried felt suddenly like crying for no particular reason. All the stories aunt Clellan had told her had taken a toll on her: the falling of Telperion and Laurelin, the kinslaying at Alqualondë, the loss of Gondolin, the story of Turin Turambar, the massacre of the five armies battle, the deceit of Saruman… She struggled not to cry aloud but the tears were falling down her cheeks.

She felt one innocent soul had again lost her life. How long will this last? How can I stop it?


*~*

The gammer came slowly downstairs to have a cup of tea. She couldn’t sleep anyhow and she knew the coals would still be hot enough for a cup of hot water to boil. She went into the kitchen and took the small kettle and turned to go for the water butt when the lowly hissing noises caught her. Her heart almost stopped with the sight. But she recovered quickly and dropping the kettle was about to pick her knives to throw at the werewolves when it all went black. Then it was just pain and darkness.

The villagers were awaken that morning with their remaining elders crying from pain.

“My sister! How can they?” the gaffer Shasta howled on the porch ripping hair from his already thinly haired crown.

“This is now getting a bit too far! Show up werewolves and I’ll show you what you deserve!” A Little Green added from the doorway and went back to clean the mess swallowing her tears.

As the villagers managed to gather around the house of the elders Greenie had almost tidied the kitchen. But everyone was able to see from the remnants what had happened. There was blood all over and pieces of flesh here and there in the kitchen.

“How vulgar!” Lommy exclaimed.

“Horrible…” whispered Eönwë.

“Brutal” echoed Kath and Sally with one voice.

“Should we bury her… I mean what’s left of her.” Celuien asked quietly.

“Let’s gather the rest of the pieces?” Lhuna suggested looking at how Greenie would take it.

They buried the pieces of Izzy left outside the gate and then came back to the village.

“Now then. A meeting at the tavern. Follow me!” morm said and the others followed.


*~*

Alive:

+ A Little Green, a fortune-teller - folklorist - herb-grower - unofficial therapist, advisor and midwife, most presumably a witch, the gammer (the eccentric mother of Lommy & Mac)
+ Shastanis Althreduin, astrologer/fortune teller, gaffer (Greenie's husband, father of Lommy & Mac)

+ Thinlómien, a bird tamer, adult (married to Nilp, Macalaure's sister)
+ Eönwë, Rikae's unofficial helper-person, 22 (their son)
+ Kath, tavern owner, 20 (their daughter, Brinn's life partner)
+ Satansaloser 2005, Lommy's assistant, 17 (their daughter)

+ Rikae, a lumberjack, adult (married to Macalaure, Roa's sister)
+ the phantom, sheep herder with Legate, 21 (their adopted son, Di's brother)

+ Lhunardawen, healer's apprentice, 20 (Cailín's daughter, good twin of Durelin)
+ Durelin, poisoner 20 (Lhuna's evil twin, daughter of Cailín)


+ Roa_Aoife, school teacher, adult (mother of Legate, Brinn and Kit, wife of Nogrod, sister of Rikae)
+ Brinniel, Greenie's apprentice, 21 (Legate's sister and Kitanna's twin sister, Kath's life partner)
+ Legate of Amon Lanc, sheep herder with tp, 19 (brother of Brinn & Kit, Sally's boyfriend, Agan's ex-bf)

+ Lalaith, chocolate maker, adult (sister of Nerwen, mother of Aganzir, Volo's daughter)

+ Mormegil, adult (son of Volo, husband of Celuien, father of Gwath and McCaber)
+ Celuien, a candle maker, adult (wife of morm, mother of Gwath and McCaber)
+ Gwathagor, a highwayman, 20 (McCaber's big brother)
+ McCaber, a henchman, 18 (Gwath's little brother, dates Aganzir)


The dead:
Eomer of the Rohirrim, adult (Cailín's husband, Lhuna's and Dury's father); An innocent beheaded by the werewolves on Night1
Nogrod, the judge, adult (Roa's husband, father of Legate, Brinn and Kit); An innocent torn in two by werewolves on Night1
Nerwen, the healer, adult (sister of Lalaith, Volo's daughter); An innocent nailed to the oak-tree on Day1.
Volo, the guy who knows everything about staying alive, the gaffer (Father of Nogrod, morm, Nerwen and Lalaith); The seer mutilated and eyes pulled off on Night2.
Kitanna, a tavern wench 21 (Legate's sister and Brinn's twin sister); An innocent ripped into pieces and thrown into the well on Night2.
Aganzir, the little match girl, 15 (Lalaith's daughter, dates McCaber); A werewolf burnt alive on Day2.
Macalaure, apple farmer, adult (married to Rikae, Lommy's brother); The ranger overpowered by four werewolves in a fight and torn to pieces on Night3.
The Ka, a dog whipper (a fatherless and ageless little child of Lalaith); An innocent impaled to a spear her doll in her hand on Night3.
Cailín, guinea pig breeder, adult (Nilp's sister); A werewolf melted into a candle-wax and burnt on Day3.
Diamond 18, dissolute, 11 (phantom's pre-teen littlesister); The seer eyes picked out (once again, what a bore...), throat slit and thrown into the well on Night4.
Nilpaurion Felagund, a house-bound sandwich-maker, adult (married to Lommy); A werewolf committed a suicide when the whole village turned against him on Day4.
Isabellkya, a gammer who loves asparagus and throwing knives (Shasta's sister); An innocent cut down in a way too horrible to describe on Night5.


Day5 begins.

A new Day. A new hope...

[the phantom]

Ready for news, everyone? Dur was a WW, but was converted back. Spill your guts please, Dur.

Number of villagers- fourteen.

Number of WWs- two.

[Thinlómien]

First Nilp and then Durelin? Both people I was semi-ready to consider innocents. My wolf-catching has obviously not been at its sharpest in this game... (although I did catch Agan and Cailín's lycantrophy was no surprise to me.)

I'm very interested to hear what Durelin has to say.

As for the latest kill - I'm surprised. I was leaning to think that Izzie was a wolf... I can't really see a reason why she was killed. The only credible-ish reason that I can think of is that the evil team trusted that she would not be protected by the ranger in any case.

We've had so many wolves revealed lately, that once Durelin tells when she was cursed (and once I have more time and am less tired, which is a lot later toDay), I will have a look at the posts of all the known wolves and try to figure when they were cursed and see which ones we might miss and who would fit the puzzle.

Laslty, I had a boring Swedish lesson toDay and thought about this village. The new thing that occured to me (I believe this has already been said though) is that I should really suspect Roa although she strikes me as innocentish: she has not been suspected much during the whole game and she's a very good player. I have slight trouble believing that kind of player would survive this far without being killed or cursed - unless she was being framed, but that sounds a little unlikely. I might be ignoring this stuff to some extent though, because I dislike suspecting people because of these kind of reasons. It always feels dishonest or unfair to me.


edit: 3xphantom and 2xsally

[satansaloser2005]

Originally Posted by Thinlómien

As for the latest kill - I'm surprised. I was leaning to think that Izzie was a wolf... I can't really see a reason why she was killed. The only credible-ish reason that I can think of is that the evil team trusted that she would not be protected by the ranger in any case.

Me too. Of course, half the reason I suspected her was because she wasn't dead yet.



Oh, and I've suspected Roa for a lot of the game. Nothing really to base it on, but one of those "I don't trust her" vibes.

[the phantom]

Ah, what fun I've been having, bossing everyone around.

But perhaps it is time to step aside? Though it would cut me deep to leave behind my dear sweet fiance.

Just in case I leave today, how about we, er, go someplace a bit more private to say goodbyes, Lhuna.

[satansaloser2005]

I was wondering how long Izzy'd make it. Poor thing though. Quite a terrible fate.



Oh, and good news on the wolf front I see! Well, good news for us, anyway....




EDIT: Crap, I'm too late it seems.

[the phantom]

Oh, btw, Lal was my Hunter up until the night before last when she was Ordo-ized. She could be anything now.

*waves at mother*

Hi!

[satansaloser2005]

Originally Posted by the phantom

Oh, btw, Lal was my Hunter up until the night before last when she was Ordo-ized. She could be anything now.

*waves at mother*

Hi!

Hmmmm. Don't know if that was a necessary share. But it answers my "what the heck happened to the hunter" question.

[the phantom]

Feeling a bit suicidal today... Maybe leaning towards challenging...

14-2 is pretty good odds to leave you with. Would you villagers just like to play out the rest of this game? Perhaps we should vote on what we'd like.

[Gwathagor]

Originally Posted by the phantom

14-2 is pretty good odds to leave you with.

Yes it is, and not likely to get much better.

I'm going to hold off until Durelin shows up. Nice scry, Mr. Wizard.

[Brinniel]

Wow Izzy...that was a surprise. Mostly because she was starting to gather suspicion by some towards the end of yesterDay, as I recall...I'm not sure what to think about that. Why was she killed?

I am excited to hear from Durelin. I wonder if she was a wolf from the beginning. At the end of Day 1, I remember I was feeling a bit worried about her, but by Day 3 I had decided she was looking alright after all...silly me.