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littlemanpoet · 05-20-2006, 03:59 PM

The evil wizard had lost yet another werewolf to lynching, but took the blow in stride and cursed yet another villager.

The good wizard scried a different villager who, it turned out, was not a werewolf, and already having a hunter, gifted this villager as seer. The new seer did not dream.

The hunter chose a villager to hunt.

The werewolves, now numbering four, chose two victims for the night, approved by the evil wizard.

Firefoot was the youngest of Nogrod and Diamond's three daughters, and the most artistic of the bunch. She was tomboyish even through her teens, but this did not stop a boring rich fop from being interested in her. Luckily for Diamond and Nogrod was this so, for no other man had shown interest. This fop's name was not important for our purposes, for he was often out of town, and was so during the events related here. Some wondered if said fop even planned to return, for the marriage date that had been set upon their engagement, had passed the previous summer, and he had stayed away. Diamond was enraged, but Firefoot seemed not to care, since the fool of a fop had not been her choice. She played her lute, wrote her lyrics, made up melodies, and lived blithely off the meagre proceeds that playing songs all morning in front of the town hall provided. Come noon each day she was done, and setting her lute and songbook and coin in her bedroom, made off into the nearby wild, hiking in the woods, walking along the breakers on the rocky shore, wading while looking for pretty stones, generally being on her own and pleased to be so all the day long. When night approached she would regrettfully hie to home to undergo the daily nag from mother who wanted her to try harder to get a man or at least reasonable employ. She would eat in silence, willing to endure this discomfort in return for the freedom to do as she had been doing for the last few years.

Diamond never turned her out of the house, however, for secretly she love her youngest daughter's freedom, and was glad the fop had not shown, and preferred that Firefoot remain happy and free rather than full of sorrow like her eldest sister. The last few days, however, Diamond had not nagged. There had been uncomfortable silence as one after the other of their family died, and Zali almost getting lynched into the bargain.

Nilpaurion Felagund had been named after an elf of great legend from the first age, "cave dweller". Which was odd because Nilpaurion hated dark, closed up places. His home was open to the air with many windows. He was proud of his son Gurthang for being picked by the Watchers to be the Good Wizard, and had been most willing to be his son's very first seer. He realized that he might have been a little offensive in his eagerness to support his heroic son, but all in all things were going rather well for his family. He just wished that his son had not said that his own mother, Spawn, was doomed to die, and was happy that prophecy was not part of the wizarding package. He rather liked having his wife next to him each night. (OOC: sorry for the brief narration; I was under the mistaken impression that a certain other player was getting killed this Night

and had to write this hastily.)

Two werewolves appeared in the bedroom of Firefoot and tore into her where she lay. They were vicious and cruel and such was their frenzy that she died in her sleep. One plunged its clawed hand deep into her chest and ripped out her heart.

Two werewolves leaped through one of the many bedroom windows in the Felagund house and attacked Nilpaurion Felagund. He woke up. He knew he was doomed. He tried calling for his son to save him, but found that his vocal chords had been ripped away, and that he could not take in air any longer. Feeling no pain in his excitement, he threw himself at the nearest werewolf with what would have been a roar of reviling, and tried to get his fingers in its eyes. He was unsuccessful. He did succeed in receiving a quick death, however. The werewolves pulled his head to one side from his shoulders, like a hinged lid, and reached down to his heart and pulled it out.

Diamond and Zali rose with the sun and went into the kitchen. Seeing each other, they seemed relieved; not seeing Firefoot, they opened the door to her room and saw (and smelled) blood staining Firefoot's bedclothes, so much blood that she had to be dead, so much blood that the mattress of hay was soaked clean through. A double wail escaped from Firefoot's bedroom.

Apparently Spawn had not been in the bedroom when the werewolves had attacked. It seemed that she must have been relieving herself in the middle of the night. Be that as it may, when she came back to bed, her husband was dead.

All the remaining villagers hurried to the watcher rock. There were three bodies, not two. Nilpaurion Felagund lay beneath the Watchers, his head almost ripped clean from his body. Nearby lay Firefoot, her body seeming more feasted skeleton than new corpse.

One more body lay beneath the Watcher rock. It appeared to have been given a sound drubbing with saucepans, frying pans, soup pans, and leather whips with ball bearings and sharp tacks woven in. The Watching Man held a heart that he lay in this body's chest. Before the eyes of all gathered, the body sewed and healed and lost all blemish. A star appeared on the man's forehead. He rose and looked about him in horror, and threw his hood over his head in token of honoring the dead. He glanced at the Watchers; the Lady pointed. The man walked away down the seashore where it is said he encountered Elven Mariners. (revenge taken mwahaha)

~ The Tally ~ (8)

One evil wizard
The Good Wizard Gurthang
Four werewolves
One seer
One hunter

~ The Dead ~ (12)

Elempi, father of Diamond of the Battledore, killed on Night One
Loki the leech collector, lynched on Day One: innocent
The Saucepan Man the barkeep, killed on Night Two: innocent
Nogrod the retired jester, lynched on Day Two: werewolf
the phantom the loud, unpredictable, adventurer: hunter
Naria the servant who empties and cleans chamber pots: werewolf
Celuien the Healer and Cupper, lynched on Day Three: innocent
Lhunardawen the jeweler, committed suicide on Day Three: innocent
Cailín the match maker, mauled by werewolves on Night Four: innocent
Valier the gardener, planted and stoned in her garden on Day Four: werewolf
Firefoot the artist, frenziedly eaten on Night Five: innocent
Nilpaurion the ne'er do well hubby of Dancing Spawn, head almost ripped off by werewolves: innocent

~ The Living ~ (19)

Diamond of the Battledore
Caranlondien the Sled-Team Driver
Roa Aoife the weaver
Dancing Spawn of Ungoliant the Baker
Kath the minstrel
Lommy the little girl who steals other children's candy
Glirdan with the giant crush on Kath
Sleepy Ranger the former wanderer
Kitanna the beloved of Eomer
Alcarillo the old retired sea captain
Oddwen the filthy, insane street urchin who steals chickens
mormegil the retired mariner and current mayor
Feanor the shepherdess with a love of alliteration
Zali the seamstress and beloved of the phantom
Jenny Hallu the unmarried maiden & aunt
Lalaith the frivolous aunt and guardian of Oddwen
Eonwe the freeloading husband of Lhunardawen
Eomer the adventurer & lover of Kitanna
Gurthang the stable-hand and Good Wizard

05-20-2006, 03:59 PM	#716
littlemanpoet Itinerant Songster Join Date: Jan 2002 Location: The Edge of Faerie Posts: 7,066	Day Five Begins The evil wizard had lost yet another werewolf to lynching, but took the blow in stride and cursed yet another villager. The good wizard scried a different villager who, it turned out, was not a werewolf, and already having a hunter, gifted this villager as seer. The new seer did not dream. The hunter chose a villager to hunt. The werewolves, now numbering four, chose two victims for the night, approved by the evil wizard. Firefoot was the youngest of Nogrod and Diamond's three daughters, and the most artistic of the bunch. She was tomboyish even through her teens, but this did not stop a boring rich fop from being interested in her. Luckily for Diamond and Nogrod was this so, for no other man had shown interest. This fop's name was not important for our purposes, for he was often out of town, and was so during the events related here. Some wondered if said fop even planned to return, for the marriage date that had been set upon their engagement, had passed the previous summer, and he had stayed away. Diamond was enraged, but Firefoot seemed not to care, since the fool of a fop had not been her choice. She played her lute, wrote her lyrics, made up melodies, and lived blithely off the meagre proceeds that playing songs all morning in front of the town hall provided. Come noon each day she was done, and setting her lute and songbook and coin in her bedroom, made off into the nearby wild, hiking in the woods, walking along the breakers on the rocky shore, wading while looking for pretty stones, generally being on her own and pleased to be so all the day long. When night approached she would regrettfully hie to home to undergo the daily nag from mother who wanted her to try harder to get a man or at least reasonable employ. She would eat in silence, willing to endure this discomfort in return for the freedom to do as she had been doing for the last few years. Diamond never turned her out of the house, however, for secretly she love her youngest daughter's freedom, and was glad the fop had not shown, and preferred that Firefoot remain happy and free rather than full of sorrow like her eldest sister. The last few days, however, Diamond had not nagged. There had been uncomfortable silence as one after the other of their family died, and Zali almost getting lynched into the bargain. Nilpaurion Felagund had been named after an elf of great legend from the first age, "cave dweller". Which was odd because Nilpaurion hated dark, closed up places. His home was open to the air with many windows. He was proud of his son Gurthang for being picked by the Watchers to be the Good Wizard, and had been most willing to be his son's very first seer. He realized that he might have been a little offensive in his eagerness to support his heroic son, but all in all things were going rather well for his family. He just wished that his son had not said that his own mother, Spawn, was doomed to die, and was happy that prophecy was not part of the wizarding package. He rather liked having his wife next to him each night. (OOC: sorry for the brief narration; I was under the mistaken impression that a certain other player was getting killed this Night and had to write this hastily.) Two werewolves appeared in the bedroom of Firefoot and tore into her where she lay. They were vicious and cruel and such was their frenzy that she died in her sleep. One plunged its clawed hand deep into her chest and ripped out her heart. Two werewolves leaped through one of the many bedroom windows in the Felagund house and attacked Nilpaurion Felagund. He woke up. He knew he was doomed. He tried calling for his son to save him, but found that his vocal chords had been ripped away, and that he could not take in air any longer. Feeling no pain in his excitement, he threw himself at the nearest werewolf with what would have been a roar of reviling, and tried to get his fingers in its eyes. He was unsuccessful. He did succeed in receiving a quick death, however. The werewolves pulled his head to one side from his shoulders, like a hinged lid, and reached down to his heart and pulled it out. Diamond and Zali rose with the sun and went into the kitchen. Seeing each other, they seemed relieved; not seeing Firefoot, they opened the door to her room and saw (and smelled) blood staining Firefoot's bedclothes, so much blood that she had to be dead, so much blood that the mattress of hay was soaked clean through. A double wail escaped from Firefoot's bedroom. Apparently Spawn had not been in the bedroom when the werewolves had attacked. It seemed that she must have been relieving herself in the middle of the night. Be that as it may, when she came back to bed, her husband was dead. All the remaining villagers hurried to the watcher rock. There were three bodies, not two. Nilpaurion Felagund lay beneath the Watchers, his head almost ripped clean from his body. Nearby lay Firefoot, her body seeming more feasted skeleton than new corpse. One more body lay beneath the Watcher rock. It appeared to have been given a sound drubbing with saucepans, frying pans, soup pans, and leather whips with ball bearings and sharp tacks woven in. The Watching Man held a heart that he lay in this body's chest. Before the eyes of all gathered, the body sewed and healed and lost all blemish. A star appeared on the man's forehead. He rose and looked about him in horror, and threw his hood over his head in token of honoring the dead. He glanced at the Watchers; the Lady pointed. The man walked away down the seashore where it is said he encountered Elven Mariners. (revenge taken mwahaha) ~ The Tally ~ (8) One evil wizard The Good Wizard Gurthang Four werewolves One seer One hunter ~ The Dead ~ (12) Elempi, father of Diamond of the Battledore, killed on Night One Loki the leech collector, lynched on Day One: innocent The Saucepan Man the barkeep, killed on Night Two: innocent Nogrod the retired jester, lynched on Day Two: werewolf the phantom the loud, unpredictable, adventurer: hunter Naria the servant who empties and cleans chamber pots: werewolf Celuien the Healer and Cupper, lynched on Day Three: innocent Lhunardawen the jeweler, committed suicide on Day Three: innocent Cailín the match maker, mauled by werewolves on Night Four: innocent Valier the gardener, planted and stoned in her garden on Day Four: werewolf Firefoot the artist, frenziedly eaten on Night Five: innocent Nilpaurion the ne'er do well hubby of Dancing Spawn, head almost ripped off by werewolves: innocent ~ The Living ~ (19) Diamond of the Battledore Caranlondien the Sled-Team Driver Roa Aoife the weaver Dancing Spawn of Ungoliant the Baker Kath the minstrel Lommy the little girl who steals other children's candy Glirdan with the giant crush on Kath Sleepy Ranger the former wanderer Kitanna the beloved of Eomer Alcarillo the old retired sea captain Oddwen the filthy, insane street urchin who steals chickens mormegil the retired mariner and current mayor Feanor the shepherdess with a love of alliteration Zali the seamstress and beloved of the phantom Jenny Hallu the unmarried maiden & aunt Lalaith the frivolous aunt and guardian of Oddwen Eonwe the freeloading husband of Lhunardawen Eomer the adventurer & lover of Kitanna Gurthang the stable-hand and Good Wizard Last edited by littlemanpoet; 05-21-2006 at 06:01 AM.