TIG CXVII: GAME Thread:

[Morsul the Dark]

Sorimon I just looked at the admin thread G55 clarifies Kath had one more dream. Vote Lommy let them decided they have extra information

[Morsul the Dark]

Or. Don’t vote and they decide anyway. You still around?

Sorry triple posted it’s literally the last minute

[Pitchwife]

Nah, if Sori doesn't vote I'm lynched by Rule of First.

[Boromir88]

Originally Posted by Pitchwife

Nah, if Sori doesn't vote I'm lynched by Rule of First.

The dead have their vote too. So I guess it would be down between you and Legate.

[Galadriel55]

Deadline. Please wait a few minutes for me to catch up to everything and figure out the final tally.

[Galadriel55]

The passions ran high and patience wore low as the fourth day at Tarn Aeluin came to a close. Fingers were pointed and rash words were said.

“It is Pitch!” shouted Morsul.

“Legate is the traitor!” countered Lommy.

“I don’t think you’re so trustworthy yourself,” Boro responded. “Our fallen brothers have signalled to us that Soriman’s heart is true, but I am not so sure about you!”

“Never mind, it’s not Pitch,” Morsul declared.

“It is too!” Legate responded. “More traitor than I am, at any rate!”

“Peace!” Boro’s voice boomed over the hills. “Let us be patient in this matter and let the dead resolve our quarrel. They have more wisdom than we do, so let their wisdom guide us in this!”

All the outlaws made a circle around a large pine tree that grew alone at the top of a hill. As the sun began to set, a wind arose from the West and dark clouds gathered. The earth itself began to shake. Needles and pine cones fell onto their cloaks and into their boots as the tree swayed. They hid their faces in the face of this great calamity. When the earth was still and the wind died, and the faint rays of the sun shone their last from beneath the clouds, their opened their eyes. Alas! They beheld that a great branch has fallen onto the lifeless shape of ++Legate. But even as they marveled, his shape began to change, turning into that of a powerful werewolf.





The Living
Boro
Lommy
Morsul
Pitch
Soriman

The Dead
Gorlim (NPC/Ghost)
Galadriel55 (Night 1)
BlindGuardian (Night 1)
Greenie (Day 1 - Ordo)
Formendacil (Night 2 - Ordo)
Hui (Day 2 - Ordo)
Loslote (Night 3 - Ranger)
Sally (Day 3 - Wolf)
Kath (Night 4 - Seer)
Legate (Day 4 - Wolf)


Night 5 begins.

[Blind Guardian]

There had occurred a wonderful victory for the outlaws. They had correctly identified two wolves two days in a row. The remaining innocent villagers were sleeping as soundly as they could considering that ten of their companions were now dead. The fifth remaining outlaw was a wolf that was now very, very mad at its turned fate.

It paced at the edges of the camp, eyeing the one light that remained: the light of Boro who was patrolling around the remaining cluster of occupied tents. He had fashioned himself as a sort of night guard, trying to protect the remaining innocents despite the fact that one of them was a puppet of Sauron.

The wolf watched Boro for a while, trying to figure out how to quietly get him away from the others. Eventually, Boro solved the problem himself. He grew hungry as one does when left alone and began to wander off towards the store room.

The wolf saw its chance and pounced on poor Boro ripping limb from limb until he was recognizable by only the clothes he had been wearing.

Upon the sunrise the next Day, the outlaws found that their numbers had not changed, since Ghostlote had decided to join them. They tasked her with digging Boro's grave.

The Living
Lommy
Morsul
Pitch
Soriman
***Loslote - Gorlim/Ghost

The Dead
Gorlim (NPC/Ghost)
Galadriel55 (Night 1)
BlindGuardian (Night 1)
Greenie (Day 1 - Ordo)
Formendacil (Night 2 - Ordo)
Hui (Day 2 - Ordo)
***Loslote (Night 3 - Ranger)
Sally (Day 3 - Wolf)
Kath (Night 4 - Seer)
Legate (Day 4 - Wolf)
Boro (Night 5 - Ordo)

Day 5 begins.

Just a reminder that Soriman is required to vote today.

[Loslote]

Originally Posted by Hobbit: An Unexpected Party

"Good morning!" said Bilbo, and he meant it. The sun was shining, and the grass was very green. But Gandalf looked at him from under long bushy eyebrows that stuck out farther than the brim of his shady hat.
"What do you mean?" he said. "Do you wish me a good morning, or mean that it is a good morning whether I want it or not; or that you feel good this morning; or that it is a morning to be good on?"
"All of them at once," said Bilbo.

Originally Posted by RotK: Mount Doom

"I have come," he said.

Originally Posted by FotR: A Long-expected Party

"I don't know half of you half as well as I should like; and I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve."

--Ghost

[Loslote]

Originally Posted by RotK: The Passing of the Grey Company

‘And what may be the words of the seer?’ said Legolas.

Originally Posted by UT: The Palantiri

It must be remembered that the Stones were originally "innocent," serving no evil purpose.

Originally Posted by Hobbit: Flies and Spiders

It then became pitch-dark—not what you call
pitch-dark, but really pitch: so black that you really could see nothing.

Originally Posted by UT: The History of Galadriel and Celeborn

Thus the Dwarves of Moria may be presumed to have been innocent of the ruin of Doriath and not hostile to the Elves.

Originally Posted by FotR: A Long-Expected Party

It was, unfortunately, very clear and correct (according to the legal customs of hobbits, which demand among other things seven signatures of witnesses in red ink).

--Ghost

[Soriman the Whide]

Damn!