WWXXXV: Werewolves among the Wolf-men - The Barrow-Downs Discussion Forum

Macalaure · 06-27-2007, 01:54 PM

"I only think that the only way to overcome these beasts is to lynch them. If one of the two is a wolf, she or he will be dead tomorrow anyway. If not, then I would not want to waste lynchings on them, unless I really had no clue at all, which is not the case, for me."

Nogrod · 06-27-2007, 01:57 PM

"Are you that sure Mac? I can vote Shasta if that is needed. And after all his contribution is not much more than that of Xyzzy or Isabell. I'm just afraid of our numbers going down drastically for Day3..."

Macalaure · 06-27-2007, 01:59 PM

"Sure I am not, of course, but suspicious enough for a vote. There's always a risk. I'm taking it.

++Shasta"

Macalaure · 06-27-2007, 02:00 PM

"Keep in mind that Bellkya or xyzzy still might appear tomorrow."

Brinniel · 06-27-2007, 02:02 PM

"Does this make a tie?

Then I think Shasta will be lynched..."

Brinniel · 06-27-2007, 02:04 PM

"No wait...

Shasta has more votes. Sorry, I'm just confusing myself."

Brinn rolls his eyes.

Nogrod · 06-27-2007, 02:04 PM

"Nope. Shasta will have three votes and tgwbs two."

EDIT: X'd with Brinn.

Shastanis Althreduin · 06-27-2007, 03:05 PM

Shasta was horrified that everyone could twist the words he made in one remark, and attempt to kill him.

"Well! That's gratitude for you. In sheer self-preservation, I'm going to be forced to vote ++tgwbs, even though I'm not at all sure of his guilt. It seems that I can't say much of anything without seeming suspicious, can I?"

With that, Shasta stormed off, probably to sulk.

Legate of Amon Lanc · 06-27-2007, 03:37 PM

After the echo of the outlaw's last words faded, Shasta raised his head.
"What do you say?" he spoke. "You are going to kill me, innocent, instead of getting rid of the beasts among you?"
"First things first," said Rikae. "I think we decided to make our sleep safer!"
"You- you cannot!" shouted Shasta, standing up and drawing a sword. "You will dare! No dirt-covered outlaw shall judge me!"
"I knew he will make trouble," said Gil-Galad. "But see? He is not one of us! Let's flank him!"
"Do not move," Macalaure spoke to Shasta. "Everyone, surround him! He shall not escape!"
The outlaws reached all for some weapons, but Shasta did not wait. With sword drawn, he gave out a war cry and sprinted forward. Some of the outlaws leapt aside to avoid him, but some turned on him to strike. Right in front of the door, Rikae's staff knocked Shasta to his head and then Gil-Galad and Macalaure fell on him with blades drawn. Shasta's sapphire cloak turned to red. "I curse you, Túrin!" was the last sound that came through his lips, though it was not clear to whom this cry was meant to go.

"Is he dead?" asked Nogrod.
"It seems so," said Brinn, coming closer to the body. "Was he a Werewolf?"

He reached down, and took the hood off Shasta's face. There were several screams among the observers. Shasta's features were not as human as it seemed on first sight. His fair face was the one of Elf-kind.
"An Elf!" cried Lhuna. "Is that not Beleg, one of the Two Captains?"
The crowd came forth to examine the body closer. Mithalwen pointed at a scar at the dead's right cheek. "What is this?" she said. "He has similar on the neck. Look!" Carefully, she took off the dead's cloak. Shasta's body was covered with old scars and wounds.
"What is this?" gasped Gil-Galad.
"He was not a werewolf," said Nogrod. "And that is what should concern us. Those of us who have not slept all the day - " he glanced at xyzzy and Isabellkya - "are surely in need of a rest. Let's leave all questions till tomorrow."

The outlaws slowly walked to their sleeping corners, silent. Túrin, quietly, moved near Beleg. "It was Saeros!" he whispered. "I do not understand it, but it was him!"
"But you killed him?" said Beleg.
"I saw him falling to the chasm," Túrin replied, looking around. "But it was him, I swear. What was he doing here?"
"We may never learn," whispered Beleg. "But sh! No one should notice us."

Another night fell on Amon Rûdh. There was one less of them – but two of Morgoth's servants were still lurking in the halls.

The inhabitants of Amon Rûdh – dead:

Ibun son of Mîm, killed by a Werewolf on Night 1
Shasta alias Saeros, outnumbered and stabbed on Day 1

The inhabitants of Amon Rûdh – living:
Mîm the Petty Dwarf
Rikae
Nogrod
Macalaure
Isabellkya
Brinniel
Lhunardawen
xyzzy
Gil-Galad
the guy who be short
Mithalwen

Night 2 has begun. Outlaws are asleep. Wolves may talk. Túrin and Beleg may talk. Everyone who has something to send to me, please do so.

Nogrod · 06-27-2007, 02:00 PM

It seems Shasta has gained the two votes first anyway.

Let's see what you say if I join Brinn in this...

-- Xyzzy

++ tgwbs

edit: X'd with Mac again...

06-27-2007, 02:04 PM	#6
Brinniel Reflection of Darkness Join Date: Jun 2002 Location: Polishing the stars. Well, somebody has to do it; they're looking a little bit dull. Posts: 2,983	"No wait... Shasta has more votes. Sorry, I'm just confusing myself." Brinn rolls his eyes. __________________ Nolite te bastardes carborundorum

06-27-2007, 03:37 PM	#9
Legate of Amon Lanc A Voice That Gainsayeth Join Date: Nov 2006 Location: In that far land beyond the Sea Posts: 7,431	Second evening After the echo of the outlaw's last words faded, Shasta raised his head. "What do you say?" he spoke. "You are going to kill me, innocent, instead of getting rid of the beasts among you?" "First things first," said Rikae. "I think we decided to make our sleep safer!" "You- you cannot!" shouted Shasta, standing up and drawing a sword. "You will dare! No dirt-covered outlaw shall judge me!" "I knew he will make trouble," said Gil-Galad. "But see? He is not one of us! Let's flank him!" "Do not move," Macalaure spoke to Shasta. "Everyone, surround him! He shall not escape!" The outlaws reached all for some weapons, but Shasta did not wait. With sword drawn, he gave out a war cry and sprinted forward. Some of the outlaws leapt aside to avoid him, but some turned on him to strike. Right in front of the door, Rikae's staff knocked Shasta to his head and then Gil-Galad and Macalaure fell on him with blades drawn. Shasta's sapphire cloak turned to red. "I curse you, Túrin!" was the last sound that came through his lips, though it was not clear to whom this cry was meant to go. "Is he dead?" asked Nogrod. "It seems so," said Brinn, coming closer to the body. "Was he a Werewolf?" He reached down, and took the hood off Shasta's face. There were several screams among the observers. Shasta's features were not as human as it seemed on first sight. His fair face was the one of Elf-kind. "An Elf!" cried Lhuna. "Is that not Beleg, one of the Two Captains?" The crowd came forth to examine the body closer. Mithalwen pointed at a scar at the dead's right cheek. "What is this?" she said. "He has similar on the neck. Look!" Carefully, she took off the dead's cloak. Shasta's body was covered with old scars and wounds. "What is this?" gasped Gil-Galad. "He was not a werewolf," said Nogrod. "And that is what should concern us. Those of us who have not slept all the day - " he glanced at xyzzy and Isabellkya - "are surely in need of a rest. Let's leave all questions till tomorrow." The outlaws slowly walked to their sleeping corners, silent. Túrin, quietly, moved near Beleg. "It was Saeros!" he whispered. "I do not understand it, but it was him!" "But you killed him?" said Beleg. "I saw him falling to the chasm," Túrin replied, looking around. "But it was him, I swear. What was he doing here?" "We may never learn," whispered Beleg. "But sh! No one should notice us." Another night fell on Amon Rûdh. There was one less of them – but two of Morgoth's servants were still lurking in the halls. The inhabitants of Amon Rûdh – dead: Ibun son of Mîm, killed by a Werewolf on Night 1 Shasta alias Saeros, outnumbered and stabbed on Day 1 The inhabitants of Amon Rûdh – living: Mîm the Petty Dwarf Rikae Nogrod Macalaure Isabellkya Brinniel Lhunardawen xyzzy Gil-Galad the guy who be short Mithalwen Night 2 has begun. Outlaws are asleep. Wolves may talk. Túrin and Beleg may talk. Everyone who has something to send to me, please do so.

06-27-2007, 01:54 PM	#1
Macalaure Fading Fëanorion Join Date: Mar 2006 Location: into the flood again Posts: 2,911	"I only think that the only way to overcome these beasts is to lynch them. If one of the two is a wolf, she or he will be dead tomorrow anyway. If not, then I would not want to waste lynchings on them, unless I really had no clue at all, which is not the case, for me."

06-27-2007, 01:57 PM	#2
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	"Are you that sure Mac? I can vote Shasta if that is needed. And after all his contribution is not much more than that of Xyzzy or Isabell. I'm just afraid of our numbers going down drastically for Day3..."

06-27-2007, 01:59 PM	#3
Macalaure Fading Fëanorion Join Date: Mar 2006 Location: into the flood again Posts: 2,911	"Sure I am not, of course, but suspicious enough for a vote. There's always a risk. I'm taking it. ++Shasta"

06-27-2007, 02:00 PM	#4
Macalaure Fading Fëanorion Join Date: Mar 2006 Location: into the flood again Posts: 2,911	"Keep in mind that Bellkya or xyzzy still might appear tomorrow."

06-27-2007, 02:02 PM	#5
Brinniel Reflection of Darkness Join Date: Jun 2002 Location: Polishing the stars. Well, somebody has to do it; they're looking a little bit dull. Posts: 2,983	"Does this make a tie? Then I think Shasta will be lynched..."

06-27-2007, 03:05 PM	#8
Shastanis Althreduin Werewolf Psychic Join Date: Apr 2007 Location: In fire, water, earth, and air. But mostly water. Posts: 2,832	Shasta was horrified that everyone could twist the words he made in one remark, and attempt to kill him. "Well! That's gratitude for you. In sheer self-preservation, I'm going to be forced to vote ++tgwbs, even though I'm not at all sure of his guilt. It seems that I can't say much of anything without seeming suspicious, can I?" With that, Shasta stormed off, probably to sulk.