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Farael · 11-11-2006, 04:25 PM

Well, I haven't had time to read everything properly, but I'll post a vote at least? if I'm not too late....

++Durelin
To avoid mod-fire.

Farael · 11-11-2006, 04:36 PM

Ok, I have done some catch-up and finally can say something.

First thing of all --Durelin

I still think you are playing it too safe, and you may be a cobbler or a confused ordo, but there's something that bugs me a bit more.

Now, I know that this vote is highly ceremonial, since Gurthang is dead regardless of what I do, but howcome we are all too quick to forgive [B}CoD[/B]

And I mean REAL quick... for crying out loud, he has been suspecting those who suspect him and forgiving those who no longer suspect him. What kind of reasoning is that? And more disturbingly, howcome no-one is really calling him on it?

++CoD

Tomorrow (game time) if RL does not get in the way again, I shall take a good look, both at him and at those who are all to willing to forget about him.

Nogrod · 11-11-2006, 04:41 PM

Aren't we already 40 minutes over the deadline?

Farael · 11-11-2006, 04:44 PM

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Originally Posted by Nogrod

Aren't we already 40 minutes over the deadline?

We are, but until Jenny comes and says that the day is over, we can still post, I believe.

I hope she's ok though, I think she had said she was a little sick.

Nogrod · 11-11-2006, 04:53 PM

I do believe the deadlines are firm and mean bussiness... If they were not, the gaming would be a lot different and we should all be continuing, but not counting you, no one is...

I at least suppose there is no changing of anything and also that your vote doesn't count (not that it would have meant anything but still) as it was given too late.

Be here in time the next time!

JennyHallu · 11-11-2006, 05:49 PM

CLERICAL BUSINESS: No votes after the deadline count. Also, there is no mod-fire unless you violate SpM's guidelines for neighborly play, and any questions there would be run by Mormegil first. But that doesn't matter because we won't have that problem, right? Sorry I wasn't here--we ran out of packing tape and I was bad and forgot I needed to be here...

Day 2

The second day of the Fantasy Club's ordeal was filled with discussion: accusations, suspicions, and recriminations flew like flies among the members. As day ended, however, the club members looked askance at only one unlikely suspect: the mild-mannered preacher Gurthang.

He tried, very hard, to be gracious about it, even agreeing that his death would be useful to them, but no meekness would change their minds. As they came towards him, however, his courage fled, and so did he.

His speed was impressive, but his panic was not, and his flight ended rather abruptly: he tripped on an upraised root and flew at least ten feet through the air, landing with a thud and a sickening crack right in the bottom of the prepared grave next to Rikae.

The club members gathered around, looking down at the body in the bottom of the grave with sorrow. It was clearly human, no sign of the transformation that would mark the guilt they had been so sure of. Disheartened, they turned away, walking back to their tents in the darkling light.

"Well, that was clumsy," commented Rune.

"Convenient, though," responded Naria, who had helped haul the bodies of the others into neat graves earlier in the day.

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
Gurthang - Innocent - Fell from grace on Day 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
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.

Ya'll know the routine.

JennyHallu · 11-12-2006, 03:00 PM

Ever since the first night, Rune had secretly been trying to hinder the club members. He offered little and nonsensical help, he appeared in discussions at unpredictable hours, and when three of his companions arrived in his tent, he was sure that his efforts were finally to be rewarded. "I knew you'd realize what an asset I am," he gushed happily, showing them to chairs he'd had ready for them. "This is what I've been thinking..."

Cheerfully he outlined a plan of elaborate deathlists and general mayhem. Finally he stopped to ask his guests their opinion. "Well, can I join the team?"

One shrugged. "I think we could find a good place for you."

When the transformation started, it still took Rune a few seconds to realize that his ardor for their cause wouldn't save him.

~*~

No 'good morning's were heard as the club members awoke and gathered despondently in the town square. They were sure that someone had been lost in the night, and there wasn't even a trace of surprise as they trudged to Rune's tent to see why he hadn't joined them. The mess inside didn't even faze them, so used were they to the horror of their situation.

But what did startle them were the placards and bits of notepaper strewn throughout the room, all in Rune's messy handwriting, and all threats and deathwishes against their own number. True, they were down yet another member...

But the wolves had clearly killed their cobbler.

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
Gurthang - Innocent - Fell from grace on Day 2
Rune - Cobbler - Given a permanent assignment on Night 3

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
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
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.

6 club members and a seer remain against three wolves...mistakes grow costly. Tread with care today...

Wolves, stop PMing. Club members, begin your discussions.

I know it's early, but I have a bible study class, and I figured it was better to be a little early than a lot late. Have fun and good luck to all.

11-11-2006, 04:25 PM	#1
Farael Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Nov 2005 Location: In hospitals, call rooms and (rarely) my apartment. Posts: 1,538	Well, I haven't had time to read everything properly, but I'll post a vote at least? if I'm not too late.... ++Durelin To avoid mod-fire. __________________ I prepared Explosive Runes this morning.

11-11-2006, 04:36 PM	#2
Farael Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Nov 2005 Location: In hospitals, call rooms and (rarely) my apartment. Posts: 1,538	Ok, I have done some catch-up and finally can say something. First thing of all --Durelin I still think you are playing it too safe, and you may be a cobbler or a confused ordo, but there's something that bugs me a bit more. Now, I know that this vote is highly ceremonial, since Gurthang is dead regardless of what I do, but howcome we are all too quick to forgive [B}CoD[/B] And I mean REAL quick... for crying out loud, he has been suspecting those who suspect him and forgiving those who no longer suspect him. What kind of reasoning is that? And more disturbingly, howcome no-one is really calling him on it? ++CoD Tomorrow (game time) if RL does not get in the way again, I shall take a good look, both at him and at those who are all to willing to forget about him. __________________ I prepared Explosive Runes this morning.

11-11-2006, 04:41 PM	#3
Nogrod Flame of the Ainulindalë Join Date: Jan 2006 Location: Wearing rat's coat, crowskin, crossed staves in a field behaving as the wind behaves Posts: 9,308	Aren't we already 40 minutes over the deadline? __________________ Upon the hearth the fire is red Beneath the roof there is a bed; But not yet weary are our feet...

11-11-2006, 04:53 PM	#5
Nogrod Flame of the Ainulindalë Join Date: Jan 2006 Location: Wearing rat's coat, crowskin, crossed staves in a field behaving as the wind behaves Posts: 9,308	I do believe the deadlines are firm and mean bussiness... If they were not, the gaming would be a lot different and we should all be continuing, but not counting you, no one is... I at least suppose there is no changing of anything and also that your vote doesn't count (not that it would have meant anything but still) as it was given too late. Be here in time the next time! __________________ Upon the hearth the fire is red Beneath the roof there is a bed; But not yet weary are our feet...

11-11-2006, 05:49 PM	#6
JennyHallu The Pearl, The Lily Maid Join Date: Jan 2006 Location: In my luxury Barrow, snuggled up in a pile of satin pillows, eating fresh fruit. Posts: 1,628	CLERICAL BUSINESS: No votes after the deadline count. Also, there is no mod-fire unless you violate SpM's guidelines for neighborly play, and any questions there would be run by Mormegil first. But that doesn't matter because we won't have that problem, right? Sorry I wasn't here--we ran out of packing tape and I was bad and forgot I needed to be here... Day 2 The second day of the Fantasy Club's ordeal was filled with discussion: accusations, suspicions, and recriminations flew like flies among the members. As day ended, however, the club members looked askance at only one unlikely suspect: the mild-mannered preacher Gurthang. He tried, very hard, to be gracious about it, even agreeing that his death would be useful to them, but no meekness would change their minds. As they came towards him, however, his courage fled, and so did he. His speed was impressive, but his panic was not, and his flight ended rather abruptly: he tripped on an upraised root and flew at least ten feet through the air, landing with a thud and a sickening crack right in the bottom of the prepared grave next to Rikae. The club members gathered around, looking down at the body in the bottom of the grave with sorrow. It was clearly human, no sign of the transformation that would mark the guilt they had been so sure of. Disheartened, they turned away, walking back to their tents in the darkling light. "Well, that was clumsy," commented Rune. "Convenient, though," responded Naria, who had helped haul the bodies of the others into neat graves earlier in the day. 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 Gurthang - Innocent - Fell from grace on Day 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 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. Ya'll know the routine. __________________ <=== Lookee, lookee, lots of IM handles! Last edited by JennyHallu; 11-11-2006 at 06:18 PM.

11-12-2006, 03:00 PM	#7
JennyHallu The Pearl, The Lily Maid Join Date: Jan 2006 Location: In my luxury Barrow, snuggled up in a pile of satin pillows, eating fresh fruit. Posts: 1,628	Ever since the first night, Rune had secretly been trying to hinder the club members. He offered little and nonsensical help, he appeared in discussions at unpredictable hours, and when three of his companions arrived in his tent, he was sure that his efforts were finally to be rewarded. "I knew you'd realize what an asset I am," he gushed happily, showing them to chairs he'd had ready for them. "This is what I've been thinking..." Cheerfully he outlined a plan of elaborate deathlists and general mayhem. Finally he stopped to ask his guests their opinion. "Well, can I join the team?" One shrugged. "I think we could find a good place for you." When the transformation started, it still took Rune a few seconds to realize that his ardor for their cause wouldn't save him. ~~ No 'good morning's were heard as the club members awoke and gathered despondently in the town square. They were sure that someone had been lost in the night, and there wasn't even a trace of surprise as they trudged to Rune's tent to see why he hadn't joined them. The mess inside didn't even faze them, so used were they to the horror of their situation. But what did startle them were the placards and bits of notepaper strewn throughout the room, all in Rune's messy handwriting, and all threats and deathwishes against their own number. True, they were down yet another member... But the wolves had clearly killed their cobbler. 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 Gurthang - Innocent - Fell from grace on Day 2 Rune - Cobbler - Given a permanent assignment on Night 3 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 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 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. 6 club members and a seer remain against three wolves...mistakes grow costly. Tread with care today... Wolves, stop PMing. Club members, begin your discussions. I know it's early, but I have a bible study class, and I figured it was better to be a little early than a lot late. Have fun and good luck to all. __________________ <=== Lookee, lookee, lots of IM handles!