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Twisted Taleswapper
Join Date: Dec 2005
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Ahhhh!!
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grand return?........ Last edited by Valier; 11-09-2006 at 03:58 PM. Reason: x-posted with Nogrod |
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Flame of the Ainulindalë
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Twisted Taleswapper
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It would not be fair for me to vote to kill one of the two when I haven't been around all day. i don't want to be the one looked at tomorrow because I got someone killed and they may have been inoccent.
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The Pearl, The Lily Maid
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The end of the day came all too soon for the club, and they counted up the day's votes with a definite sense of trepidation.
"It's Anguirel," announced CaptainofDespair, a sense of relief in his voice. "I'm sorry, old chap, but that's just how it goes some days." The old man tried weakly to protest, but there was nothing he could do. The terrorized club members gathered around him, but quickly stalled. "How do we do it?," Volo asked. Dia'l Na Mon reached confidently for one of Anguirel's spellbooks. "What are you going to do?" he asked. She turned to the page she wanted and began a mystical chant. To her great surprise, nothing much seemed to happen. Then Gurthang seemed to snap. He grabbed the spellbook from her hands with an animal cry. "I'll show you how to wield a good book!" he screeched, and struck the aged professor. Anguirel fell over and did not move again. They watched, but his peaceful sleep was uninterrupted. Anguirel had been innocent. Dead JennyHallu - Club President - Bound and collated on Night 1 Folwren - Vice-President - Used for ink on Night 1 Anguirel - Innocent - Misspelled on Day 1 Living Boromir88 - Fuller - all the NPCs CaptainofDespair - Pompous Nobleman - Melneras, the Gnomish Archwizard Diamond - librarian - Dia'l Na Mon the Half Elven Enchantress and Wielder of Azgalthro the Rapping Sword Durelin - StarCaptain - William Shatner Farael - Heavy-metal singer - sneak Gurthang - Clergyman - Cowardly Knight Naria - Rat Wrangler (Animal control? teehee...) - Kitty Watcha'mikolit the Pygmy Giant, player of the Flute of Doom. Nogrod - Retired General - Ciryatan of the Dúnedain, a one-legged Athelas vendor Rikae - schadenfreude-prone mortician - unstable aging halfling stage actor, Ilberic Took, wielding an ancient elvish shovel Rune - temp - Joe the Beorning Bounty Hunter Thinlomien - aging homeless sot - Lothwen the Pretty, elven flowermaid Valier - Radical Hair Butcher - Elven Anoonnoon of Omicron Persieye 8 Volo - teleseller - Tom Yrmacha'zul'charach'ping'yit'pul tha half-balrog, wielding a multitude of sharp pointy objects.
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The Pearl, The Lily Maid
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Since the death of Jenny and Foley, Rikae had been busy digging graves.
"You never know if you'll have enough," she assured anyone who asked. "We'll all need one someday." Late into the night she stayed there, working alone steadily. When voices approached, she was thrilled for the help of her three longtime companions. Before the end of the night, the center of the campground was filled with graves, one for each of the club members. "Thanks, guys," Rikae said, reaching a hand up for help out of the last grave. "Now all we have to do is get Jenny, Foley, and Anguirel buried." "Oh, no," said the three on the ground, taking up their shovels as their bodies transformed. "We only intend to help with one burial tonight..." ~*~ The next morning the club members arose and counted their numbers with trepidation. Immediately the question arose: "Where is Rikae?" "I think I know," said Nogrod, pointing to the center of the campground, now filled with neat rows of graves. At the end of the last row, a small mound of dirt marked one that had been filled. Dead JennyHallu - Club President - Bound and collated on Night 1 Folwren - Vice-President - Used for ink on Night 1 Anguirel - Innocent - Misspelled on Day 1 Rikae - Innocent - Buried alive on Night 2 Alive Boromir88 - Fuller - all the NPCs CaptainofDespair - Pompous Nobleman - Melneras, the Gnomish Archwizard Diamond - librarian - Dia'l Na Mon the Half Elven Enchantress and Wielder of Azgalthro the Rapping Sword Durelin - StarCaptain - William Shatner Farael - Heavy-metal singer - sneak Gurthang - Clergyman - Cowardly Knight Naria - Rat Wrangler (Animal control? teehee...) - Kitty Watcha'mikolit the Pygmy Giant, player of the Flute of Doom. Nogrod - Retired General - Ciryatan of the Dúnedain, a one-legged Athelas vendor Rune - temp - Joe the Beorning Bounty Hunter Thinlomien - aging homeless sot - Lothwen the Pretty, elven flowermaid Valier - Radical Hair Butcher - Elven Anoonnoon of Omicron Persieye 8 Volo - teleseller - Tom Yrmacha'zul'charach'ping'yit'pul tha half-balrog, wielding a multitude of sharp pointy objects. Wolves, stop talking. Day 2 has begun.
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Join Date: Dec 2004
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Yesterday late day and the kill of the night... I don't know what to think. I need to think more of this. Anyway, I'll make a few quick comments.
Too bad to see innocent Ang and innocent Rikae dead. They both are assets to the village when alive. Why was Rikae killed? The only reason I can see for the wolves to kill her is to have no trails. And that won't probably help us in our wolf-hunt. Quote:
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Also, Valier's last few posts are worth a second look. And as a sidenote, I will be around more toDay and yesterDay since I'm in Noggie's place and thus have a net access 24/7.
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