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Child of the West
Join Date: Dec 2003
Location: Watching President Fillmore ride a unicorn
Posts: 2,132
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Lommy's time was up. She stayed awake anxiously for hours after Brinn's death. As night wore she began to wonder if maybe the ranger was watching over her. That had to be it. Dawn was fast approaching and Brinn's companions hadn't appeared.
Lommy sighed with relief. She'd live to see another day. However, as Lommy climbed into her bed the door to her home open. She didn't hear it because she was already asleep, dreaming pleasantly. The three remaining wraiths crept into Lommy's room. The innkeeper's disguise had come off and now Butterbur had to die. ~*~*~ Lommy was found in the morning with her eyes caught out and her skull cracked open. The wraiths had nailed her eyes to the wall. Her brain had been removed hastily and with no real care, bits of it scattered the floor. No one could locate the wayward brain. It couldn't have escaped during the attack. The villagers searched the entire house. Finally they came across a pie sitting on the kitchen table. It was red and had an unpleasant oder emitting from it. The wraiths had put Lommy's brain into a pie as a means of exacting their revenge from Brinn's death. The Prancing Pony had lost its innkeeper and the village had lost its seer. Living satansaloser2005 Lariren Shadow Mirandir Legate of Amon Lanc Rikae Aganzir Beregond Nerwen Rune Son of Bjarne Macalaure Meneltarmacil A Little Green Dead Kitanna – Made an example of Night 1 (moddess) Gollum the Great – Eaten by hogs Day 1 (innocent) Shastanis Althreduin – Forced to swallow a sword Night 2 (innocent) Durelin – Hanged on Day 2 (innocent) Nogrod – Disemboweled and hanged by own intestines Night 3 (innocent) Feanor of the Peredhil – Hoed to death Day 3 (innocent) Brinniel – Set on fire and turned into Mrs. Lovett Day 4 (wraith) Thinlómien – Brain forcibly removed and made into a treat Night 5 (Butterbur)
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