The village was thrown into turmoil over the Halfling Poet’s death -- chaos and loud arguments reigned. Towards the middle of the day
Nilpaurion Felagund arrived and summoned a hundred pigeons, then declared amidst a flurry of feathers and... other... pigeon droppings;
“Kill me! I am a Wereduck!”
“Uh, okay,” agreed the villagers. “If you say so.”
Lote was the first to step forward. She tried to seize the manic ninja but was outmaneuvered for several minutes, as the pigeon master laughed and darted to and fro.
“I think we should kill Sleepy,” Cailín said as she watched Nilp karate chop the struggling Lote.
“Yes, let’s,” nodded Kath.
“Quite. Let’s off him,” came the decree from Jenny, the Mountain-top Guru.
“No way!” said Sleepy. “Oh wait, I mean... You Do No Want To Kill Me.” He waved his hand surreptitiously and arched his eyebrow, giving the villagers an esoteric look. “You Want To Kill Nilp Instead.”
“Oh for pity’s sake,” Valier rolled her eyes, “just stop talking and help me kill him, then!”
And so with a
whoosh Sleepy turned on his light-saber and advanced upon Nilp. “Die, Duck!” he cried.
“Ha ha!” said Nilp, then uttered a confusing string of Non-English words which you will have to imagine because the narrator is not bilingual *cough*. “Have at me, Jedi Fool! You are no match for the
Duck Side!”
They did battle there, in the growing dusk, parrying and thrusting and executing cool martial arts moves all around the village. Sleepy slew many pigeons as Nilp summoned them to attack. They dove at Sleepy’s eyes and pecked at his hair and aimed projectiles of an organic nature at him, but still he fought. Nilp avoided his every move, though, and it was in vain that his light-saber made cool noises in the night air.
It seemed the battle would go on forever, Jedi against Ninja, but then an odd thing happened.
During a particularly heated exchange of insults between the He-Warriors, Valier and Lote snuck up behind Nilp and
doused him with a bucket of hot wax.
He screamed as the burning liquid got in his eyes, nose, and mouth. Waves of steam rose from him as he fell to the ground. He rolled and twitched and gurgled in a most unbecoming manner. Then, he changed.
His nose elongated into a hard bill and his arms sprouted into wings. His nimble ninja feet transformed into webbed feet with talons. But it did not save him.
“I’m mellllttiiinnnnnggg!” he cried. And then, he neither breathed nor quacked no more.
“Yeah,” said Sleepy, sheathing his light-saber, “that’ll teach him to mess with me.”
~~~~~~~~~
~ The Dead ~
Diamond Took, the
Halfling Poet ~
Villager ~ Pecked to death on
Night 1
Nilpaurion Felagund the
Elven Pigeon-Summoning Ninja ~
Wereduck ~ Waxed on, waxed off on
Day 1
~ The Living ~
Anguirel the
Baritone Bird Catcher
Mithalwen the
Elven Saggar Maker's Bottom Knocker
Saucepan Man the
Orcish Scarecrow
Mormegil the
Elven Idleman
Valier the
Dwarven Millet Spray Picker
Nogrod the
Dwarven Personal Fitness Instructor
Kath the
Rainbow Catcher
Cailín the
Bird-portraitist
Roa Aoife the
Batwoman
Glirdan the
Entish Tree Herder
Lote22 the
Elven Igloo Maker
Lalaith the
Halfling Chubb Fuddler
JennyHallu the
Halfling Mountaintop Guru
Elu Ancalime the
Didgeridoo Dwarf
Sleepy Ranger the
Exiled Jedi Master
Dancing Spawn of Ungoliant the
Spider Loving Orcish Astronaut