After the light show the Elves retreated to their homes, oohing and aahing as they reflected upon the evening's entertainment. But they knew that evil still lurked in the shadows, so they bolted their doors soundly.
If only they all had the good sense to stay indoors.
Lommy awoke in the middle of the night and sensed something was amiss. She peered out her window and saw that her ostrich pen was empty, and gasped. For a moment she wondered if she should go out, but decided to throw caution to the wind. She donned a red hood and ran outside to see a stray ostrich frolicking in the moonlight. Lommy chased after it, but when she caught up with it, she noticed something strange.
"My, Ostrich, what big hairy feet you have," she observed.
"All the better to run away with," the Ostrich replied, coyly shuffling to the side.
Lommy was unable to resist a good chase. "My, Ostrich," she said as she followed it, "what big hairy ears you have!"
"Uh huh," said the Ostrich, luring Lommy into a dark alley. "Whatever."
"And my! Ostrich, what big teeth you have!" Lommy gasped.
"Bwah ha ha ha ha!" said the pseudo-Ostrich, and threw off its costume to reveal the menacing visage of the Werewolf. "All the better to eat you with!"
"Eeeeee!" cried Lommy, turning to run. But it was too late. The Werewolf chased her down and leapt upon her, growling triumphantly as it engulfed her in its massive jaws. There was a sickening crunching noise as the wolf softened her skeletal frame up, then came a noisy slurping as the flesh and blood went down. Finally, a burp.
An Elf came up and offered the wolf a napkin, running Elven hands threw wolfish fur and cooing, "Was she a tasty morsel? Is my love all full?"
JennyHallu sat back and sighed, "Ah, my MormyWolf, how do I love thee? Let me count the ways...."
Suddenly, this tender moment of sated hunger and mathematical affection was interrupted by a rumbling growl from afar. MormWolf snapped to attention. He crept to the end of the alley and looked both ways. Suddenly, he noticed a piece of trash lying on the street, and his wolfish ears perked up in indignation. He went to pick it up and put it in the trash, where such things belong, not cluttering up the street thank you very much!
As soon as that was cleaned up, he noticed another piece, and went to clean that up too. And then there was another, and another, and another! Morm ran from pile of rubbish to trash to pile of rubbish to trash, growling to himself about how he was going to eat each and every one of those filthy Elves.
As he was doing this, he heard a blood-curdling scream from back in the alley. He turned and ran back as fast as he could, but he was too late! When he reached the alley he found Jenny scattered about in little pieces, more pieces than even she could have counted.
He rocked back on his haunches and let loose a howl of agony. The Werebear had been and gone! Too late he realized that the trash was put there by the Werebear's lover to lure him away! Horror! Shock! Let this be a lesson to all neat freaks!
Anyway, Morm was devastated and lost all hope for life. The usual. He lay down amongst the pieces of Jenny and sighed his last. Not even the Ranger could save him from his own despair.
In the morning the Elves found him dead, and no one was quite sure if he had died of a broken heart or Lommy induced indigestion.
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The Living Elves:
Mac - Builder of Gibbets, unemployed for millennia
Kath - Flower Girl
Valier - Arranger
Durelin - Lead Tragic Actor
Lhuna - Beautiful Girl with Sleeping Sickness
Farael - Patient suffering from Mad Elf Disease
Rikae - Contortionist
The Dead 'Uns
tgwbs - Tragic Elven Hero and Lover of Diamond - (co-mod) - Stabbed himself eight times and subsequently eaten by the Werebird
Diamond - Elven Maid - (mod) - Crushed in the embrace of the Werebear
Menel - Mad Scientist - (ordo) - Beaten with an undead leg and a chamber pot and stabbed with red hot tongs (Day 1)
Nogrod - a Smith of the Billmarins - (watcher) - Savagely murdered by the Werecat and devoured in the long grass (Night 2)
Arctic Storm - Raving Alcoholic, Resident Moocher, and Lover of Naria - (lover) - Devoured head first by the Werebird (Night 2)
Naria - Lemba Baker - (werecat) - Dashed out her brains on the Ringbearer's Rock (Night 2)
Kitanna - One Legged Chambermaid - (ordo) - Ripped in two by the Werebear (Night 2)
Rune - Humungous Fungus Grower - (ordo) - Minced up into fertilizer by the Werewolf (Night 2)
Holbytlass - Oliphaunt Whisperer and Lover of Fintaeph - (lover) - Burned at the stake (Day 2)
Fintaeph - Mutton Herder and Purveyor of Fine-Quality Undead Prosthetic Limbs - (werebird) - Died a fiery death trying to save his lover from the flames
Lommy - Ostrich Chaser - (ordo) - Lured into a dark alley and devoured by the Werewolf
JennyHallu - Countess and Lover of mormegil - (lover) - Ripped apart and scattered in countless pieces by the Werebear
Mormegil - City Street Cleaner - (werewolf) - Despaired and died amongst the shreds of his lover
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All shall be rather fond of me and suffer from mild depression.
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