C'mon! The wolves are getting jumpy - and seemingly desperate. Who knows why? Being utmost scared - for no reason? Funny. The village is full of experienced and "cool" players and the wolves seem to be the jumpiest of us all. But as the things call it, I will have to come forwards with the little I know.
So I think the wolves messed up toNight and losing tom was just too much (not perhaps Lommy, but her evil friend who's dictating all this).
Sorry 'bout this, but Lommy is fooling you. I know it.
I knew from the first Day onwards that Spm was innocent. On Night2 I checked at Cailín who seemed to be too innocent - and she proved to be one. On Night3 I went after Morm and as you may see from my posts: over that idea I tried to ease up with my initial suspicions on him - not being too vocal about it as I had my role to cover up. I checked tgwbs on Night4 as I really suspected him along the other village. Well Cailín did her job for me that Night and that dream was somewhat wasted...
I called for possible co-operation between the Seer and the changeling from the beginning, and here we go, double-dreaming...
Last night I was worried about Celuien as she seemed so innocent to me. Well I found her innocent too. You see, I'm a bit romantic: beneath the rationalization I will like to see those who just "sit right" with me. She was a bit too quiet and non-participiant.
So the innocents on the game now (by myself and Cailín)
Cailín - the Changeling or an ordo playing a wicked game, Kath didn't reveal her status but said she was "innocent"
Morm - checked innocent.
tgwbs - innocent, that was a relief as I was ready to go after him...
Celuien - I was so worried about myself bing so trustful of her.
I seem to have been as baffled as you other villagers. Tom was taken with a wild guess and a case that could have been built up on anyone. We really have been and are quite at loss. I hope you will not kill me so that I can make another dream.
Remember: the wolves like to lead us astray. They already have done that...
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Upon the hearth the fire is red
Beneath the roof there is a bed;
But not yet weary are our feet...
Last edited by Nogrod; 06-06-2006 at 05:50 PM.
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