Werewolf CXIII: Death at Deadmen's Dike - GAME THREAD - The Barrow-Downs Discussion Forum

Galadriel55 · 12-28-2017, 09:33 PM

Day 1 begins (half an hour ago

). Narration to be edited in.

By the way, since my schedule is so irregular now these couple weeks, those who are around at DL should feel free to poke and prod be through any means if I am late with the post. I can send my contact info to interested people so you can bombard me with messages if I'm being neglectful.

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"There is too much folk coming ro live here, it's getting crowded," said a fell voice on the air.

"Ah, this place is not like Taur-nu-Fuin of old!" pined am undead bat in echo, "these broken stones are a poor dwelling next to the tall pines of my youth!"

A fox joined the group, bidding everyone good morning individually and shaking their hand just a little too long for comfort.

They were having breakfast when "Surprise!" - a sudden cry came from behind a large stone. Startled, a teacup pomeranian in a bicorne hat dropped her food. "How many times do you need to be told to stop doing that?" she yelled at the offender, "This is your last warning! I will not have it any longer!"

The morning went on as usual until the absence of a normally abnoxiously talkative person was noticed. "Where is the Blossom of Dwimmordene?" the demigorgon asked. The search began.

The body was found dropped from a cliff. The gorcrow and the warg climbed down to investigate (though the warg was twenty minutes late in coming). They found a note crumpled in the lifeless hand.

"Two werewolves. Shapeshifters. Plan to kill everyone. Their nam..."

Everyone sighed in disappointment as the note trailed off leaving the names untold.

LIVING
Inzil- surprise creature
Rune - slightly unsettling fox
Nerwen - Barrow Wight
Sally - Boo Joe, a teacup Pomeranian with abnormally sharp teeth and a Napoleon complex
Boro - a warg bred for a single purpose, never being on time
Lalaith - fell voice on the air
Pitch - undead vampire bat
Huinesoron - inverted gorcrow
Morsul - demigorgon
Shasta

Huinesoron · 12-29-2017, 02:20 AM

Fell deeds have occured this night; one of our own is slain, and it wouldn't even be polite to nibble on the corpse. (What? I'm a carrion bird, it's hard not to think about this stuff!)

The Blossom lies dead, and by her own hand has identified her killers. Werewolves! Cursed canines from the dark years. And if it is wolves we face, then ought we not to look first to the confessed canines among us?

Rune the fox; Sally Boo Joe the diminutive hound; Boro the warg; will you denounce these murderous kinsfolk of yours, or do you stand in league with them in the grim night?

(Of course it is nothing at all to go on, but the hours pass; carrion is easiest found while warm, and the same goes for murderers. A little suspicion might shake something loose.)

Rune Son of Bjarne · 12-29-2017, 03:03 AM

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Originally Posted by Huinesoron

Rune the fox; Sally Boo Joe the diminutive hound; Boro the warg; will you denounce these murderous kinsfolk of yours, or do you stand in league with them in the grim night?

I don't see why I should have to denounce anything! The Vulpini clan has had no dealings with the Canina clan for generations. Perhaps all Canidae looks the same to you!?

Personally I abhore violence, though in this case I say: "let's find these murderous swine and nuke them to hell!".

Nerwen · 12-29-2017, 04:50 AM

A dark figure loomed behind the mourners, the icy glow of its pale eyes like remote and baleful stars.

"Cold be heart and limbs so stiff,"
it moaned chillingly, in a voice desolate as the winter wind,
"and cold be sleep at base of cliff.
Unfinished the note in lifeless hand,
unnamed the ones with evil plans.
There shall she lie until the seas
dry in the Dark Lord's withering breeze-

-Wait, does anyone have a better rhyme for 'seas'? I'd really like to give the poor Blossom a hideous dirge worthy of her, and "breeze" just doesn't seem to fit the mood I'm going for."

Boromir88 · 12-29-2017, 05:31 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Nerwen

-Wait, does anyone have a better rhyme for 'seas'? I'd really like to give the poor Blossom a hideous dirge worthy of her, and "breeze" just doesn't seem to fit the mood I'm going for."

Trees? Knees? Sneeze? Fleas?

I don't know I wasn't bred for the purpose of writing laments for the dead.

Boromir88 · 12-29-2017, 05:41 AM

Freeze...ease...jeez...deez...bees...bees-neez...pleas...plain white tees...fees...sees...wheeze...

Huinesoron · 12-29-2017, 05:47 AM

Drop to a half-rhyme and use 'gaze'?

Are we hunting murderers or rhymes here, anyway?

12-28-2017, 09:33 PM	#1
Galadriel55 Blossom of Dwimordene Join Date: Oct 2010 Location: The realm of forgotten words Posts: 10,512	Day 1 Day 1 begins (half an hour ago ). Narration to be edited in. By the way, since my schedule is so irregular now these couple weeks, those who are around at DL should feel free to poke and prod be through any means if I am late with the post. I can send my contact info to interested people so you can bombard me with messages if I'm being neglectful. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "There is too much folk coming ro live here, it's getting crowded," said a fell voice on the air. "Ah, this place is not like Taur-nu-Fuin of old!" pined am undead bat in echo, "these broken stones are a poor dwelling next to the tall pines of my youth!" A fox joined the group, bidding everyone good morning individually and shaking their hand just a little too long for comfort. They were having breakfast when "Surprise!" - a sudden cry came from behind a large stone. Startled, a teacup pomeranian in a bicorne hat dropped her food. "How many times do you need to be told to stop doing that?" she yelled at the offender, "This is your last warning! I will not have it any longer!" The morning went on as usual until the absence of a normally abnoxiously talkative person was noticed. "Where is the Blossom of Dwimmordene?" the demigorgon asked. The search began. The body was found dropped from a cliff. The gorcrow and the warg climbed down to investigate (though the warg was twenty minutes late in coming). They found a note crumpled in the lifeless hand. "Two werewolves. Shapeshifters. Plan to kill everyone. Their nam..." Everyone sighed in disappointment as the note trailed off leaving the names untold. LIVING Inzil- surprise creature Rune - slightly unsettling fox Nerwen - Barrow Wight Sally - Boo Joe, a teacup Pomeranian with abnormally sharp teeth and a Napoleon complex Boro - a warg bred for a single purpose, never being on time Lalaith - fell voice on the air Pitch - undead vampire bat Huinesoron - inverted gorcrow Morsul - demigorgon Shasta __________________ You passed from under darkened dome, you enter now the secret land. - Take me to Finrod's fabled home!... ~ Finrod: The Rock Opera Last edited by Galadriel55; 12-28-2017 at 11:06 PM.

12-29-2017, 04:50 AM	#4
Nerwen Wisest of the Noldor Join Date: Oct 2007 Location: ˙˙˙ssɐןƃ ƃuıʞooן ǝɥʇ ɥƃnoɹɥʇ Posts: 6,694	A dark figure loomed behind the mourners, the icy glow of its pale eyes like remote and baleful stars. "Cold be heart and limbs so stiff," it moaned chillingly, in a voice desolate as the winter wind, "and cold be sleep at base of cliff. Unfinished the note in lifeless hand, unnamed the ones with evil plans. There shall she lie until the seas dry in the Dark Lord's withering breeze- -Wait, does anyone have a better rhyme for 'seas'? I'd really like to give the poor Blossom a hideous dirge worthy of her, and "breeze" just doesn't seem to fit the mood I'm going for." __________________ "Even Nerwen wasn't evil in the beginning." –Elmo.

12-29-2017, 05:41 AM	#6
Boromir88 Laconic Loreman Join Date: Feb 2004 Location: USA Posts: 7,521	Freeze...ease...jeez...deez...bees...bees-neez...pleas...plain white tees...fees...sees...wheeze... __________________ Fenris Penguin

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12-29-2017, 02:20 AM	#2
Huinesoron Overshadowed Eagle Join Date: Nov 2017 Location: The north-west of the Old World, east of the Sea Posts: 3,971	Fell deeds have occured this night; one of our own is slain, and it wouldn't even be polite to nibble on the corpse. (What? I'm a carrion bird, it's hard not to think about this stuff!) The Blossom lies dead, and by her own hand has identified her killers. Werewolves! Cursed canines from the dark years. And if it is wolves we face, then ought we not to look first to the confessed canines among us? Rune the fox; Sally Boo Joe the diminutive hound; Boro the warg; will you denounce these murderous kinsfolk of yours, or do you stand in league with them in the grim night? (Of course it is nothing at all to go on, but the hours pass; carrion is easiest found while warm, and the same goes for murderers. A little suspicion might shake something loose.)

12-29-2017, 05:47 AM	#7
Huinesoron Overshadowed Eagle Join Date: Nov 2017 Location: The north-west of the Old World, east of the Sea Posts: 3,971	Drop to a half-rhyme and use 'gaze'? Are we hunting murderers or rhymes here, anyway?