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Old 09-18-2015, 10:02 PM   #1
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It was the turning of the year, and the leaves grew less and less green. There was more work to do than ever despite the shortening days.

Kath
the farmer's mushroom crops were busy becoming bread baked by Shasta and beer brewed by Eomer. Kath was very excited about her new endeavor and even more elated when the harvest was eleventyfold what she was expecting. The members of the town who were not hobbits were still a little doubtful about how the aforementioned fungusy bread and beer would turn out, but time will tell. Eomer was not a hobbit and secretly sent orders to a nearby town to bring in wheat and other real drink making supplies. Shasta was nearing a perfected mushroom loaf recipe in his labakeratory and had been staying up late of late in his excitement.

A Little Green
's incredibly green garden was fueling the autumn frenzy of hearty soups made by Nerwen, while her goats and cats ceased cavorting and began the serious business of fattening up for winter. Very few people suspected the mad plot Greenie was growing on her plot, but that would soon come to fruition. Nerwen souped on, creating a flurry of diced veggies and slicing through the steam of vats of boiling broths, still driven to try to recreate the ethereal soup in the dream she had in her youth.

Aganzir walked around covered in blood from the slaughter, but that was usual for her. She gave the resulting animal fats to Rikae for candles, despite the fact that Rikae had insisted for years that they only made candlesticks.Nobody ever had to make candles. They appeared where they were needed.It had always been, and would always be. So saith the prophecy.

Thinlomien
was kept very busy keeping the houses of everyone, what with nobody having time to keep their own house. One day, she dreamed, she would have a house of her own to keep, instead of renting a tiny room.

Legate
still didn't do much but drink, or think about drinking. He was surprised to find himself intensely drawn to the thought of a new drink made from....mushrooms. Inziladun was doing much less laying about than he liked, due to the fact that most of his favorite flat surfaces were in use. Mostly he would lie in the middle of the road viciously pretending not to hear people complaining about or at him, and he would dream of silence and surfaces covered in softness.

With all of the hustle and bustle and schmustle, it was no wonder that nobody really noticed the newcomer in town...

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Players:

Eomer of the Rohirrim - Tavern-keep
A Little Green - Mad Gardener and Cat/Goat Lady
Thinlomien-
The Housewife
satanisaloser2005 -
Town Bard
Legate of Amon Lanc -
Town Drunk
Inziladun -
Town Layabout
Kath - A Farmer, trying their hand at a new potentially lucrative crop: mushrooms!
Shasta -
A Bakerof Bread (and only Bread)
Rikae -
A Candlestick Maker (but not a maker of candles)
Nerwen -
A Soup Artist who is Souper at their job
aganzir -
The Butcher
Oddwen
- A Visitor

Rules:

Deadlines are at approximately 10pm MT/12 Midnight ET/7am Finntime.

In this village there are:

3 Wolves (wolfs) who will try to outnumber the Villagers
8 Villagers (vlgorzz) who will try to eliminate the Wolves

In the case of a tie in votes, a coin will be flipped or a dice will be roll'd.

Votes must be ++highlighted or they will not count. Use the code (highlight)++YOUR VOTE(/highlight) but use brackets [] instead of those curly things ()


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Old 09-18-2015, 10:08 PM   #2
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The stranger took some time to watch the visitors at their busywork, and only tripped on Inziladun four times. After a while she learned to not make eye contact with Greenie or her goats, unless she wanted to be assailed by strange noises and even stranger faces. Finally, on the advice of a friendly housewife she headed for The Warging Warg tavern to see about a room for the night.

"Oh, hello," she said as she nearly bumped into the friendly housewife she had just finished saying farewell to. "Didn't I just see you outside?"

"Oh probably," said Thinlomien. "I go outside sometimes." She waved at the stranger as she continued about her friendly housewivery business.

"Oh aye," replied the Tavern Keep. "That's Lommy. She wives all the houses in these parts. Don't ask me what that means exactly, I've no idea. I've room in the basement, very reasonable. You can't miss it, it's next to the mushrooms."

"Would somebody be able to wake me in the morning? If you cannot reach me by PM, you can send an email to oddwen (at) gmail (dot) com or message me on the Book of Faces."

Eomer nodded at the stranger's probable drunken and/or hallucinigenatory nonsense and showed her into the only mildly creepy basement. Legate stopped him as he was returning to his brewing.

"You keep...mushrooms down there?" Legate slurred.

"Aye," said Eomer, his eyes narrowing suspiciously. "So that I can't smell them." When Legate was drunk he could say some weird stuff. And he was always drunk.

Legate swayed contemplatively. "I always liked mushrooms. Really really liked mushrooms."

Eomer would have replied, but a strange squeak at the window made him turn around. satanisaloser2005 was standing outside again, face pressed to the glass and sighing sadly.

"You can come in you know lass," he said.

"I can't," sally replied sadly. "I'm barred from entering."

"No, you're a bard. A BARD," snapped Eomer. "And you increase sales, so get to work! And if anyone tries to pay with mushrooms again, you have my permission to write a really really nasty song about them and play it to their face."

Sally tuned her instrument and began a jaunty tune. Thinlomien tutted and wiped the nosemarks off the glass.........again.

Aganzir, Shasta and Rikae were at a table, listening to Shasta work himself up into a froth about the amazing bread that was nearly perfected. Aganzir was only really interested in the froth, but Rikae was interested in convincing him to keep more reasonable hours, since their houses were very near to each other.

"I don't have a problem with the experimenting," Rikae said. "But I do take issue with the late-night cackling."

"Oh, that's probably me," said Aganzir.

"And the late-night clanking!" continued Rikae.

"That one is me," said Shasta.

"And the infernal late-night howling!" cried Rikae.

"Now that you mention it," mused Shasta. "I have heard some odd noises of late, while late."

Nerwen joined in from a neighboring table, where she was nibbling on some solid food. "I've been hearing them for a while, but I thought it was just Greenie or her goats?"

"Hello!" cried Kath suddenly kicking in the door. She had to, as her arms were full of two giant mushrooms. "Look at these beauties! I bet they will fetch a good price at the market! Maybe as much as nine 'shrooms a pound!"

Suddenly, everyone remembered that they had to go home and get a good night's sleep.

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But the visitor didn't know anything of what was happening upstairs. All she knew was that she could rest, and in the morning she could take all of the mushrooms she could carry from the bushels upon bushels of fungus surrounding her. Slowly, she drifted off to sleep...

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Night has begun. Wolves may PM. Day begins in 24 hours.

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Old 09-19-2015, 10:00 PM   #3
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It was a very somber, tightly packed village that wedged itself into the tavern's tiny basement that morning. The pile of mushrooms had shifted in the night. They would have suspected their visitor had left early, skipping out on the bill (and not taking her share of mushrooms) if they hadn't seen the puddle of blood oozing out from beneath the pile.

They would have chalked it up to bad luck, a misplaced unbalancing midnight snack, or a tiny earthquake if they hadn't dug up the body missing its head. Even the people who had to peer over shoulders or around legs from the back of the crowd could see that it had been chewed off at the neck.

They might have thought to go to a nearby constabulary for the authorities if tempers hadn't been so short from the hard work and late nights they had all been putting in of late. As it was, they glared at their nearest neighbors and shifted so that they were elbowing and kneeing as many people as possible.

"Kath, this is because your crop has gotten out of control!" growled Eomer.

"It's your tavern!" retorted Kath.

"Lommy was the last to see her alive!" crowed Shasta.

"Sally! Don't you sleep in the tavern? Did you hear anything?" bellowed Lommy.

"That looks to be about 2000 pounds of mushrooms," said Sally, "And I am ton deaf."

"Sneaky, very strong, murderous, eats heads," Inziladun ticked off the list on his fingers from his position lounging against the wall. "Who or what could have done it?"

"Poor gal," hiccuped Legate. "She didn't have mushroom in the end."

"Somebody or something was howling again last night!" shouted Rikae.

"I heard it too," cried Aganzir.

"Come to think of it, I was woken up a few times by howling," mused Nerwen.

"MUHHHH," said Greenie.

"No, it didn't sound anything like that," replied Rikae.

"Then it can only be...."

"WEREWOLVES!" they chorused.

"My cousin lived in a village that suffered from three or four of those I think," said Nerwen.

"How do you get rid of it?" demanded Lommy.

"By narrowing down people's innocence, of course!"

"And how is that done?" queried Kath.

"MUUHHRRRRRrder!" said Greenie.

"WAIT!" said Aganzir waving her arms for attention above the crescendoing hubbub, nearly clawing off somebody's face. "How do we know when we have gotten rid of them all?"

"Let's pick a number...like three. After we kill three of them we'll consider it done," said Sally decisively.

And with that being the only possible way the problem could be explained or solved, they began the task of arguing a lot.

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Dead:

Oddwen - A Visitor, beheaded and hidden under mushrooms.

Living:

Eomer of the Rohirrim - Tavern-keep
A Little Green - Mad Gardener and Cat/Goat Lady
Thinlomien-
The Housewife
satanisaloser2005 -
Town Bard
Legate of Amon Lanc -
Town Drunk
Inziladun -
Town Layabout
Kath - A Farmer, trying their hand at a new potentially lucrative crop: mushrooms!
Shasta -
A Baker of Bread (and only Bread)
Rikae -
A Candlestick Maker (but not a maker of candles)
Nerwen -
A Soup Artist who is Souper at their job
aganzir -
The Butcher

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Day 1 has dawned. Wolves stop PMing.
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Old 09-20-2015, 04:43 AM   #4
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Oh dear, nasty business this. Bad for trade, I say, having tourists beheaded. Who is behind this? You know, I've always been wary of that Legate, and Inzil; do we really need a layabout and a drunk in this town? They've probably been biding their time, planning this day for years! The rest of us have no time for that murder stuff, with our busy mediaeval lives.

Speaking of which, do I still get paid for the room?
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Old 09-20-2015, 07:37 AM   #5
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In any case, she got a tasty ending. Although - poor Oddwen - her head is missing, so... Maybe she didn't taste it after all.

So anyway, would anybody like a fresh pork dinner while we solve this crime? Entrec˘te with Bearnaise sauce? Enchiladas? Ribs and mushrooms?
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Old 09-20-2015, 09:18 AM   #6
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Weirdly quiet. Yeah I know we're just 11 but still, the day is half gone.

Speaking of numbers...

3 wolves and 8 villagers. If we lynch two ordos, we're basically toast (would you like a slice of ham to go with that?) - 3-4 at the beginning of day 3. Looks rather bleak to me.
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