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The villagers awoke as the day dawned.
Glirdan, gibbered to himself as he tried to go to sleep by counting Thinlomien's goats (there weren't any sheep around, so this was the best he could do).
The guy who be short tried to find out why Nogrod hadn't processed enough grain for his bakery, but wound up getting insults instead.
Xyzzy was not making a lot of progress in his attempts to sell his wares to Legate of Amon Lanc, who kept demanding disgusting things like "man flesh." To add insult to injury, Gil-Galad swiped some of the merchant's goods behind his back.
Meanwhile, Brinniel tried to make a set of bread knives for the baker, but wound up hitting her fingers with the hammer instead.
A wizards' duel had broken out in the street. The Sixth Wizard tried to shield himself against Macalaure's martial arts attacks, but only managed to turn his own wand into a chicken dinner.
Rikae was rather confused by all this, wondering where the studio was.
As Mithalwen worked on another pot, she suddenly heard a scream, as did the others. They ran to the source of the cry, and found Roa_Aoife up at Meneltarmacil's house. They shuddered when they saw it.
Underneath the stuffed head of the Tyrannosaurus rex which the Time Traveler had killed using a high-frequency laser rifle from the year 2378, in front of the fireplace, Meneltarmacil, or rather, what was left of him, lay. Several dirty paw prints could be seen around the area.
"Werewolves," Legate of Amon Lanc said. "They must have devoured him during the night."
"We'd better prepare for the worst," Macalaure added. "This village is in trouble."
Alive:
Brinniel
Gil-Galad
Glirdan
Legate of Amon Lanc
Macalaure
Mithalwen
Nogrod
Rikae
Roa_Aoife
the guy who be short
The Sixth Wizard
Thinlómien
xyzzy
Dead:
Meneltarmacil (Moderator): Devoured by wolves on Night 1
Thus begins Day 1. You may commence posting.
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Last edited by Meneltarmacil; 04-02-2007 at 03:30 PM.
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