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Old 05-09-2020, 03:24 PM   #11
Nogrod
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Night 4 / Closing Day 3

Just as Húrin had thought it couldn’t get any worse, he suddenly realized that they were thinking of putting his son into quarantine! He couldn’t stand Morwen’s gaze and had to turn away from her. He knew what he should do as the lord of his people, but he also knew what he should do as a father of the heir of the House of Hador. Sadly, those meant different things.

In the end it was clear though.

“Túrin my son. You must go inside with uncle Huor. You take good care of him and stay safe from these monsters. This will end one day.” Húrin said holding his son from the shoulders. “Grithnir has opened the door for you…”

Túrin’s face was growing dark and his hands were shaking, but he seemed to be able to keep his emotions in control. “Yes, father.” he answered in an oddly neutral tone in his voice.

The little boy hopped up the stairs but stopped suddenly just inside the doorframe. “Wait!”

Before anyone could realize what was happening, they heard a softened cry and Grithnir, who had been standing by the door ready to close it after Túrin, fell down with some odd dirty linens covering his head. Túrin had jumped on him from behind with the infected linens used inside! Someone else from inside had to have helped Túrin as Grithnir’s legs disappeared inside in an instant. Gethron was springing towards the door to claim his friend back but was stopped by Húrin’s and Forweg’s heavy hands.

“No Gethron, it’s too late” Hurin said quitly while pressing sternly on the old warriors arm. “I’m sorry, but it’s over.”


~*~

Dead, yes dead

Nogrod – “The Badger”, the Mod (dead on Night1)
Urwen – Glóredhel, healthy person (withered away in grief during Day2)


Quarantined

Galadriel55 – Andróg, the Cobbler (voted into QT on Day1)
Rikae – Haldir, formerly healthy person (infected by the shady Infectors on Night2)
Huinesoron – Hareth, an Infector (voted into QT on Day2)
Kitanna – Huor, the Ranger (infected in the woods by the Infectors on Night3)
Sally – Túrin, the Hunter (voted into QT on Day3)
Macalaure – Grithnir, healthy person (dragged into the QT by the Hunter on Day3)


Hanging around

Thinlómien
Legate of Amon Lanc
Loslote
Pitchwife
Kath
Lhunardawen
Inziladun
A Little Green
Boromir88
Lalaith
Brinniel
Eönwë
Rune Son of Bjarne
THE Ka
Shastanis Althreduin



It’s now Night 4


Have an earned respite and try to sleep.
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