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Valier · 10-12-2006, 10:01 PM

The village was almost quiet and subdued for most of the day, but almost everyone was sure who should die. "Nogrod it is then...and where is he?" Everyone looked around and Nogrod was no where to be seen. The mob of villagers moved in on his house. "We know you are in there! Come out now with your hands up!!" The door to Nogrods house opened slowly and a cough came from inside. "Don't you know I am sick!! I am not going outside!" The villagers looked none to happy. They all took up their swords and advanced towards the door. "Come out now and we swear we won't hurt you." Someone sneered from the back. " Well if I must I must, but what is this all about?" Nogrod put on his robe and went out to meet the crowd. "We believe that you indeed are a Thing!!" "Oh really?" sneered Nogrod in return "and what makes you think that?" Everyone shuffled their feet, but no one answered.

The villagers had had enough. They raised their swords in unison and charged at the robed Nogrod. They fell upon him with such a fury, but one villager stood behind. Glirdan watched and was mesmerized. The rising and the falling of the sword blades, reminded him slightly of a game his sister used to play....The rope went up, the rope went down...Glirdan began to adulate back and forth, waiting for the right moment. As one of the bloodied blades rose in the air, Glirdan charged and gave a jump, his head being sliced off in the process.

The villagers began to wind down from their fury. There on the ground lay two decapitated bodies. That of Nogrod and Glirdan, their heads had met and now rested together peacefully. Someone cried out in horror. "What have we done?!!!" "Shhh just wait.....Watch" someone whispered. All fell silent except for the heavy breathing of the spent villagers. A few minutes had gone by...nothing..."Well then we are all just horrible!!" But just as that was uttered, the body of Nogrod began to move. Something was trying to escape from the hole where Nogrod's head use to sit. A villager stepped forward and raised their foot high. As the worm like creature slithered out of the gaping wound, down came the foot and squished the Thing into the cold snowy ground." One down, and two more to go" someone commented.

Dead villagers

Valier- Milkmaid- Killed by Thing- Mod Night1
Thinlomien-Blind gardener maid-Pulled apart by horses on Day1- Innocent
Folwren-Jack the blacksmith-face mangled on night2-Innocent
Glirdan-Town musician-Killed himself on Day2 (due to RL busyness)-Innocent
Nogrod-Goatherder-Decapitated on Day2-Thing

Live villagers

Gil-Galad- Friendly neighborhood window cleaner
JennyHallu- Prophetess
Volo- Village loony/Poet
Kitanna- Hermit
Naria- Herbalist
Briseis- Seamstress
Rikae- Cheesemaker
Macalaure- Village Doomsayer
Rune son of Bjarne- Weaver (not the actual one)
Meneltarmacil- Former pirate
Eonwe- Miller

Night3 has begun. You have 24 hours.
Things pm me your #'s and your choice. Seer and Weaver, you know the drill.

10-12-2006, 10:01 PM	#165
Valier Twisted Taleswapper Join Date: Dec 2005 Location: somewhere between sanity and insanity Posts: 1,706	The village was almost quiet and subdued for most of the day, but almost everyone was sure who should die. "Nogrod it is then...and where is he?" Everyone looked around and Nogrod was no where to be seen. The mob of villagers moved in on his house. "We know you are in there! Come out now with your hands up!!" The door to Nogrods house opened slowly and a cough came from inside. "Don't you know I am sick!! I am not going outside!" The villagers looked none to happy. They all took up their swords and advanced towards the door. "Come out now and we swear we won't hurt you." Someone sneered from the back. " Well if I must I must, but what is this all about?" Nogrod put on his robe and went out to meet the crowd. "We believe that you indeed are a Thing!!" "Oh really?" sneered Nogrod in return "and what makes you think that?" Everyone shuffled their feet, but no one answered. The villagers had had enough. They raised their swords in unison and charged at the robed Nogrod. They fell upon him with such a fury, but one villager stood behind. Glirdan watched and was mesmerized. The rising and the falling of the sword blades, reminded him slightly of a game his sister used to play....The rope went up, the rope went down...Glirdan began to adulate back and forth, waiting for the right moment. As one of the bloodied blades rose in the air, Glirdan charged and gave a jump, his head being sliced off in the process. The villagers began to wind down from their fury. There on the ground lay two decapitated bodies. That of Nogrod and Glirdan, their heads had met and now rested together peacefully. Someone cried out in horror. "What have we done?!!!" "Shhh just wait.....Watch" someone whispered. All fell silent except for the heavy breathing of the spent villagers. A few minutes had gone by...nothing..."Well then we are all just horrible!!" But just as that was uttered, the body of Nogrod began to move. Something was trying to escape from the hole where Nogrod's head use to sit. A villager stepped forward and raised their foot high. As the worm like creature slithered out of the gaping wound, down came the foot and squished the Thing into the cold snowy ground." One down, and two more to go" someone commented. Dead villagers Valier- Milkmaid- Killed by Thing- Mod Night1 Thinlomien-Blind gardener maid-Pulled apart by horses on Day1- Innocent Folwren-Jack the blacksmith-face mangled on night2-Innocent Glirdan-Town musician-Killed himself on Day2 (due to RL busyness)-Innocent Nogrod-Goatherder-Decapitated on Day2-Thing Live villagers Gil-Galad- Friendly neighborhood window cleaner JennyHallu- Prophetess Volo- Village loony/Poet Kitanna- Hermit Naria- Herbalist Briseis- Seamstress Rikae- Cheesemaker Macalaure- Village Doomsayer Rune son of Bjarne- Weaver (not the actual one) Meneltarmacil- Former pirate Eonwe- Miller Night3 has begun. You have 24 hours. Things pm me your #'s and your choice. Seer and Weaver, you know the drill. __________________ grand return?........ Last edited by Valier; 10-12-2006 at 10:26 PM.