[the guy who be short]

The village had decided. Hookbill the Goomba would die this DAY – what was a Goomba anyway? Some orcish word for Werewolf? Most suspicious.

The Goomba, whatever it was, was led to the recently finished Oddwen Memorial Gallows (constructed in less than two days!). He was lead up the wooden steps to stand upon the wooden platform. Due to time restraints, there was no trapdoor, but the villagers wouldn’t let this stop them.

The noose was put around Hookbill’s neck. He was pushed off the platform into the air.

The pole of the gallows snapped.

Hookbill the Goomba landed, slightly choked but still alive, on his stomach. The villagers ignored him, instead starting to cast blame for the failure of the O.M.G. upon one another.

“It’s your fault!” one of them accused another. “I told you the pole was too thin.”

“Me? No, it was the rope, too thin I tell you.”

“This would never had happened if we’d put in a trapdoor…”

“HEY!” one of the villagers shouted. “The Goomba is getting away!” The villager cast a stone at Hookbill, who was rapidly crawling away from them.

The Goomba cried out as the stone connected with his body. Standing up, arms held up in peace, he returned to them.

“My fellow villagers,” he began, “Is it not clear to you that I am innocent of all guilt? For is not the snapping of the gallows evidence that Eru wishes me to live?”

“I’d say it was evidence of shoddy workmanship,” one of the villagers interjected.

Hookbill ignored him. “For Eru protects the innocent, and so, surely, I must be innocent. Why else would the Iluvatar choose to save me from certain death? For surely it is by the hand of the Allfather that I am saved, and He that created us intervenes now to protect his offspring. For what-”

A stone hit him between the eyes, causing him to crumple in a most interesting fashion.

“I couldn’t stand his babbling anymore,” the thrower explained, hurling another stone at the fallen body. The rest of the village soon took to the idea. Why had they wanted gallows at all? Stoning was so much more fun! Look at the interesting dents they were creating!

Eventually, it was clear that Hookbill was dead. The villagers kept throwing stones anyway, since there wasn’t really much else to do.

Suddenly, the form of the Goomba erupted out of the small mound of stones, growing in shape, form and power. A terrible transformation took hold of his deceased form as his legs and arms exploded into muscular, wolvish limbs and his face elongated into a lycanthrope’s snout.

The villagers had finally managed to lynch a wolf.

For tradition’s sake, they shoved a frog down his throat before going off to celebrate.

Living:

Anguirel
Celuien
Evisse the Blue
Feanor of the Peredhil
Firefoot
Lalaith
littlemanpoet
Saurreg

Dead:

the guy who be short (Villager) - partially consumer by werewolves on NIGHT 1.
Kath (Ranger) - lynched by villagers on DAY 1.
Azaelia of Willowbottom (Villager) - turned into a pincushion on NIGHT 2.
Oddwen (Villager) - lynched with kitchen utensils on DAY 2.
Eomer of the Rohirrim (Villager) - lynched and drowned on DAY 2.
the phantom (Shirriff) - poisoned himself on NIGHT 3.
Nilpaurion Felagund (Villager) - pitchforked to death on DAY 3.
Esgallhugwen (Werewolf) - probably choked on a tree-frog on DAY 3.
dancing spawn of ungoliant (Villager) - definitely choked on a tree-frog on NIGHT 4.
Hookbill the Goomba (Werewolf) - Stoned to death on DAY 4.

Score:

Werewolves: 1
Villagers: 7

It is now NIGHT. NIGHT will end in 24 hours at 1:30pm BST, 8:30am EDT, 7:30am CDT, or earlier if all activities are received by then.