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Gil-Galad · 09-17-2005, 05:57 PM

bah... i felt something special with her ya know? she wasn't like all the other girls ya know? well its all horrible...so Kitanna, what are you doing tonight?

the phantom · 09-17-2005, 06:16 PM

Hurry! Get your things packed. Get out of this village before the madness begins thought the phantom to himself as he entered his little shack.

Running away again, eh? How brave! said a voice in his head.

Running has kept me alive this long, and it'll keep me alive again! he snapped back at the voice.

But if the wolves keep going from village to village wiping everyone out, eventually there won't be another village to run to. You have to stand your ground eventually returned the voice.

Stand my ground and die? Ha! What chance does this village have?

Not much if you leave! answered the voice. You're a leader and a clear thinker- when you are sober, that is. The village could really use you.

the phantom sighed, sat down on the floor, and cradled his throbbing head.

"Should I run, or fight?" he asked aloud to the empty room.

After nearly ten minutes of silence, his jaw slowly hardened and his hands balled up into fists.

"I will FIGHT! First, I need to take some medicine and get my head cleared up so I can think better. Then- I'll make some plans."

Boromir88 · 09-17-2005, 06:59 PM

Crazy drunk, I should just ban him from the Cafe.

Hmm, Perky's sort of signalling me over, I wonder if I should close for the day. Or perhaps, since we need to decide what to do I can round everyone up to the Cafe. I suppose it would be a nice gathering place to conduct talks. Plus get the place lively for once.

"Drinks are on the house today fellow villagers. We got things to discuss."

The Perky Ent · 09-17-2005, 07:19 PM

"Drink's on the house?" Perky said, as he pulled up a seat in Boromir's cafe. "You don't have to tell me twice! Bring forth an ale!" Perky made conversation with Boromir, talking about everything but the morning's incident. He wanted to wait til everyone was present so they could all here what everyone had to say. Besides that, Perky had made everyone's favorite meal for the occasion, and proper manners dictated that everyone should be seated before eating. Looking over the day, Perky realized what he had done. He spent hours upon hours cooking his troubles away, but he realized no amount of curry could get rid of the werewolves.

Kuruharan · 09-17-2005, 07:38 PM

Kuruharan strolled in.

"My private table please, pronto!"

The wait staff hastily threw some less affluent customers out of the cafe. Kuruharan sat down.

"I'll have the spaghetti. I must say this is an awfully calm and collected village considering what just happened. I've heard that in other villages by this point the fur has already been flying (if you'll pardon the expression). I may need to organize another faire to liven things up."

Kitanna · 09-17-2005, 07:47 PM

Kitanna sat in the corner of Boromir's cafe gently stroking her favorite cat, a pleasant red tabby. She listened to the conversations going around about Wilwa's unfortunate death.

"I think we are being too calm about all this." She finally said. "Wilwa never did any one in this village any harm and there's no telling who those foul wolves will take next." She returned her attention to her cat.

The Perky Ent · 09-17-2005, 07:52 PM

"Agreed" Perky interjected, after hearing Kitanna's statement. "We all know she didn't deserve her fate. And for that matter, who is to say any of us deserve it either? Well...naturally the wolves, but we have yet to name them. Let us find them swiftly, so that no more must befall Wilwa's fate."

Celuien · 09-17-2005, 07:54 PM

"What, Kuru, another faire? Bring more strange folk into the village? For all we know there could be more monsters in the audience, or cast for that matter. No, we've serious business. Less tinsel and glitter, more work."

What should I do? What, what... I could give this old rod a try now. Or maybe I should wait a bit longer to see what happens.

Torn between these two thoughts, she stood at the door of the cafe and gazed down the deserted street, awaiting more arrivals.

Kuruharan · 09-17-2005, 08:00 PM

"Mmmm...this is most excellent spaghetti. A faire would stir things up a bit. It is in the village's interest to have things stirred up. It is kind of hard to deduce anything when everybody is lying low. (More wine waiter.) Perhaps I should say something that might spark a bit of debate. On the first DAY we might consider making a selection from among those who say little. (Where's my salad?)"

the phantom · 09-17-2005, 08:18 PM

Everyone in the cafe looked up in surprise as the door swung open and a stranger entered the room. He was well dressed, clean shaven, and walked with confidence and grace. His eyes shone with intelligence.

"Who are you, sir?" asked Kuru rising from his seat.

"The man that you threw out of your theatre for being too loud last weekend" answered the stranger. "And I don't blame you- I deserved it."

"Ph-phantom?" stuttered Perky Ent.

"Who else?" said the phantom with a smile.

"I didn't recognize you all.. you know- decent looking."

"Well, get used to it. I'm not touching another mug of ale ever again. I've been running away from wolves and trying to drown my nightmares about them for long enough. I think it's about time I killed them- or at least die trying. I will regain my lost honor."

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I think we need to keep a good eye on the Kuru. There's been nothing but trouble since that faire came to town.

Yes, yes, there's nothing wrong with keeping an eye on him. He is a shrewd and cunning individual, and it's bad news for this village if he is a wolf.

However, his cunning could serve us well in the coming days if he is an innocent. I am not willing to cast a stone at him this early- not until we have some evidence against him. We have no real information to work with right now, and I think it would be extremely unwise to kill one of our best thinkers with no evidence.

Now, I'm not saying I think he is innocent- so don't hold my defense of him against me later if he turns out to be a wolf. I'm just saying that if I had to lynch someone on a completely random guess, I would not want Kuru to be the one to die.

Celuien · 09-17-2005, 07:34 PM

Celuien walked into Boromir's cafe, a dripping box under one arm and a willow wand under the other. Loud ribbits could be heard coming from the box.

"Take those disgusting frogs out of here!" shouted one villager. "It's bad enough that you fill your own hut with them. We don't want them in here while we're trying to think."

"Now, now," returned Celuien. "There's no harm in them. Besides, how could you expect me to leave my darlings unattended when there are werewolves rampaging through Tinseltown?" She glared at the villager and sat down at a table.

"What's the stick for?" queried another.

"You'll just have to see," came the mysterious reply. To herself she added what, you've never heard of a willow rod for divining? Granted that's usually for water, but why not try it on wolves too? It's as good as anything else I have to go on. Grasping at straws, grasping at straws...

With that, Celuien ordered a mug of coffee and muttered to herself with a glowering expression on her face.

09-17-2005, 05:57 PM	#1
Gil-Galad Psyche of Prince Immortal Join Date: Feb 2003 Location: Above a Parapet Obvious exits are: North, South, and Dennis Posts: 4,734	bah... i felt something special with her ya know? she wasn't like all the other girls ya know? well its all horrible...so Kitanna, what are you doing tonight? __________________ Love doesn't blow up and get killed.

09-17-2005, 06:16 PM	#2
the phantom Beloved Shadow Join Date: Jul 2002 Location: The Stadium Posts: 5,971	Hurry! Get your things packed. Get out of this village before the madness begins thought the phantom to himself as he entered his little shack. Running away again, eh? How brave! said a voice in his head. Running has kept me alive this long, and it'll keep me alive again! he snapped back at the voice. But if the wolves keep going from village to village wiping everyone out, eventually there won't be another village to run to. You have to stand your ground eventually returned the voice. Stand my ground and die? Ha! What chance does this village have? Not much if you leave! answered the voice. You're a leader and a clear thinker- when you are sober, that is. The village could really use you. the phantom sighed, sat down on the floor, and cradled his throbbing head. "Should I run, or fight?" he asked aloud to the empty room. After nearly ten minutes of silence, his jaw slowly hardened and his hands balled up into fists. "I will FIGHT! First, I need to take some medicine and get my head cleared up so I can think better. Then- I'll make some plans." __________________ the phantom has posted. This thread is now important.

09-17-2005, 06:59 PM	#3
Boromir88 Laconic Loreman Join Date: Feb 2004 Location: USA Posts: 7,521	Crazy drunk, I should just ban him from the Cafe. Hmm, Perky's sort of signalling me over, I wonder if I should close for the day. Or perhaps, since we need to decide what to do I can round everyone up to the Cafe. I suppose it would be a nice gathering place to conduct talks. Plus get the place lively for once. "Drinks are on the house today fellow villagers. We got things to discuss." __________________ Fenris Penguin

09-17-2005, 07:19 PM	#4
The Perky Ent Maniacal Mage Join Date: Dec 2003 Location: Setting sail for Umbar, with Firefoot at my side! Posts: 3,297	Cheers! "Drink's on the house?" Perky said, as he pulled up a seat in Boromir's cafe. "You don't have to tell me twice! Bring forth an ale!" Perky made conversation with Boromir, talking about everything but the morning's incident. He wanted to wait til everyone was present so they could all here what everyone had to say. Besides that, Perky had made everyone's favorite meal for the occasion, and proper manners dictated that everyone should be seated before eating. Looking over the day, Perky realized what he had done. He spent hours upon hours cooking his troubles away, but he realized no amount of curry could get rid of the werewolves. __________________ 'But Melkor also was there, and he came to the house of Fëanor, and there he slew Finwë King of the Noldor before his doors, and spilled the first blood in the Blessed Realm; for Finwë alone had not fled from the horror of the Dark.'

09-17-2005, 07:38 PM	#5
Kuruharan Regal Dwarven Shade Join Date: Jan 2002 Location: A Remote Dwarven Hold Posts: 3,593	Kuruharan strolled in. "My private table please, pronto!" The wait staff hastily threw some less affluent customers out of the cafe. Kuruharan sat down. "I'll have the spaghetti. I must say this is an awfully calm and collected village considering what just happened. I've heard that in other villages by this point the fur has already been flying (if you'll pardon the expression). I may need to organize another faire to liven things up." __________________ ...finding a path that cannot be found, walking a road that cannot be seen, climbing a ladder that was never placed, or reading a paragraph that has no...

09-17-2005, 07:47 PM	#6
Kitanna Child of the West Join Date: Dec 2003 Location: Watching President Fillmore ride a unicorn Posts: 2,132	Kitanna sat in the corner of Boromir's cafe gently stroking her favorite cat, a pleasant red tabby. She listened to the conversations going around about Wilwa's unfortunate death. "I think we are being too calm about all this." She finally said. "Wilwa never did any one in this village any harm and there's no telling who those foul wolves will take next." She returned her attention to her cat. __________________ "Let us live so that when we come to die even the undertaker will be sorry." - Mark Twain

09-17-2005, 07:52 PM	#7
The Perky Ent Maniacal Mage Join Date: Dec 2003 Location: Setting sail for Umbar, with Firefoot at my side! Posts: 3,297	"Agreed" Perky interjected, after hearing Kitanna's statement. "We all know she didn't deserve her fate. And for that matter, who is to say any of us deserve it either? Well...naturally the wolves, but we have yet to name them. Let us find them swiftly, so that no more must befall Wilwa's fate." __________________ 'But Melkor also was there, and he came to the house of Fëanor, and there he slew Finwë King of the Noldor before his doors, and spilled the first blood in the Blessed Realm; for Finwë alone had not fled from the horror of the Dark.'

09-17-2005, 07:54 PM	#8
Celuien Riveting Ribbiter Join Date: May 2005 Location: Assigned to Mordor Posts: 1,767	"What, Kuru, another faire? Bring more strange folk into the village? For all we know there could be more monsters in the audience, or cast for that matter. No, we've serious business. Less tinsel and glitter, more work." What should I do? What, what... I could give this old rod a try now. Or maybe I should wait a bit longer to see what happens. Torn between these two thoughts, she stood at the door of the cafe and gazed down the deserted street, awaiting more arrivals. __________________ People assume that time is a strict progression of cause to effect. But actually, from a non-linear, non-subjective viewpoint, it's more like a big ball of wibbly-wobbly, timey-wimey... stuff.

09-17-2005, 08:00 PM	#9
Kuruharan Regal Dwarven Shade Join Date: Jan 2002 Location: A Remote Dwarven Hold Posts: 3,593	"Mmmm...this is most excellent spaghetti. A faire would stir things up a bit. It is in the village's interest to have things stirred up. It is kind of hard to deduce anything when everybody is lying low. (More wine waiter.) Perhaps I should say something that might spark a bit of debate. On the first DAY we might consider making a selection from among those who say little. (Where's my salad?)" __________________ ...finding a path that cannot be found, walking a road that cannot be seen, climbing a ladder that was never placed, or reading a paragraph that has no...

09-17-2005, 07:34 PM	#11
Celuien Riveting Ribbiter Join Date: May 2005 Location: Assigned to Mordor Posts: 1,767	Celuien walked into Boromir's cafe, a dripping box under one arm and a willow wand under the other. Loud ribbits could be heard coming from the box. "Take those disgusting frogs out of here!" shouted one villager. "It's bad enough that you fill your own hut with them. We don't want them in here while we're trying to think." "Now, now," returned Celuien. "There's no harm in them. Besides, how could you expect me to leave my darlings unattended when there are werewolves rampaging through Tinseltown?" She glared at the villager and sat down at a table. "What's the stick for?" queried another. "You'll just have to see," came the mysterious reply. To herself she added what, you've never heard of a willow rod for divining? Granted that's usually for water, but why not try it on wolves too? It's as good as anything else I have to go on. Grasping at straws, grasping at straws... With that, Celuien ordered a mug of coffee and muttered to herself with a glowering expression on her face. __________________ People assume that time is a strict progression of cause to effect. But actually, from a non-linear, non-subjective viewpoint, it's more like a big ball of wibbly-wobbly, timey-wimey... stuff.