"Am I really that evil looking?" asks Durelin sadly as the villagers lead her to the square. The deaths will occur one at a time, lest three werewolves have been captured and transform at the time of death. The village can protect itself from one attack at a time, but to have three attacking at once? And, of course... ladies first.
Legate and Menel are held bound within a home not far away. A pair of villagers guard them.
They hear the screams of Dury as she dies. They wonder if the village has caught a wolf; their deaths will not be in vain if they take the evil with them. They are willing to sacrifice their own blood, their own breath, for the sake of the many. Their guards lean forward and in their eyes, Legate sees cruelty.
"She was not a wolf, then, was she?" asks Menel.
"No." laughs the villager, grinning maliciously. "She was not."
"And I'm not..." whispers Legate.
"No." says the second guard. "You are not."
"We thank you." laughs the first guard. "You are giving your innocent lives for our cause. Nothing could have been orchestrated this beautifully, even if the village had tried."
"None of us..."
"No. None. All innocents. Beautiful, is it not? Perfect. A work of art."
The two damned souls begin to scream for aid. The two hidden wolves slit their throats before words can be formed. When the village comes to investigate, they explain that the prisoners had attacked. They'd had no choice but to act swiftly.
"We thought they were transforming, their shrieks were so crazed." explains one guard.
"But they were innocent..." mourns one villager.
"And so was she..." whispers another.
"We've killed three of our own..."
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Dead:
Night One:
Boromir88 (scholar) and
Fea (wife)
Day One:
Legate (innocent),
Durelin (innocent),
Menel (innocent)
Alive:
Brinniel
CaptainofDespair
Gil-Galad
Holbytlass
Kath
Lalwendė
Mithalwen
Shastanis Althreduin
the phantom
The Saucepan Man
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Seer, dream. Wolves, kill.
Village, hush, but one question (rhetorical)... How did you let
that happen?
