Long the Númenoreans debated their next step, even though some still seemed to be too shocked to talk much. It was clear to them that there were Faithfuls among them and therefore one of them had to die. But who should that be?
After much back and forth it was agreed that
Garin should be lynched.
“But why me?”
Garin asked shocked “I serve the Lord Melkor like the next of us. I cannot believe you doubt my faith and devotedness!”
“Well, we don’t really do that, to be honest,” answered
the guy who be short “but your ways of worship seem strange to us, and, frankly, we don’t have anybody better.”
“But can you not see that this is madness!?”
“You see,
Garin, it is an evil hour that puts such a choice on us, but we cannot help it.” said
Kitanna “Prove your faith in Melkor by accepting your death as a thing inevitable and honourable!”
“
What?? No way!”
But more he was not able to say. Silently
Holbytlass took up her huge scythe and approached
Garin from behind, and in this moment, with one skilled swing, she decapitated him and
Garin lay dead at the villager’s feet.
“Search his body!” ordered
Durelin, but all they found was a talisman that proved
Garin’s belief in Melkor and Annatar, the god who is his prophet.
Garin was no Faithful, but one of them.
Crestfallen the Númenoreans left the peak of Meneltarma and went back to their huts as the sun was setting and it was getting dark.
“Now that I get to think about it, couldn’t we have searched
Garin before we killed him?” asked
Hookbill,
the Goomba, as they descended the hill.
“I think the way we handled it is a quite proven method. And if it works, I don’t see
any reason to change it at all.”
Roa answered composed.
*~*
The Dead:
Macalaure (mod) -
brutally killed by Faithfuls in Night One
Garin (ordo) -
decapitated with a scythe on Day One
The Living:
Brinniel
Durelin
Gil-Galad
Glirdan
the guy who be short
Holbytlass
Hookbill the Goomba
Kath
Kitanna
Lalaith
Legate of Amon Lanc
Mänwe
The Might
Mithalwen
Nogrod
Rikae
Roa_Aoife
Rune Son of Bjarne
The Saucepan Man
Thinlómien
Wolves, send me your kill. Seer, send me your dream. Ranger, send me your protectee. Hunter, send me your list. It would be best if you do so until about one hour before the deadline, so I have time to write the narration.