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Aganzir · 02-26-2008, 02:19 PM

The beggars were in the living room and argued. The situation didn't actually look that different from that in the Barrow, before the coming of Death - only the topics were darker. One of them was to die in the evening, and they had to decide who that unlucky was.

In the beginning of the day, Nogrod had sneakily tried to attack the gorgeous white animal that was lying in front of the hearth, but his attention was luckily caught by a fight that had suddenly started: his son Gwathagor was scuffling with the nasty little Thinlómien who had called him names. Nogrod decided to settle the situation by singing a song he had composed just a while ago:

”And with no ranger
we're in danger
of losing our helpfuls sooner than later
so that's an urgency matter:
the weight of possible submarines
may get heavy soon!”

The other beggars cheered and laughed and even the fighters forgot their argument, but there was one who wasn't impressed.

”I hereby forbid you to smile! It's darn annoying,” exclaimed Boro.

”I love it when he's masterful,” sighed Mithalwen, ”he's worth far more than some boring child!”

”But how do you expect I can hear what you say when you peep no louder than the mice Ka eats?” complained Durelin.

”Well, I'm not called Boro the Silent One for nothing...”

Unfortunately, the happy couple's children didn't feel as confident as their parents. Mac the Guileless was dwelling in self-pity and felt that everybody was speaking about him, Menel was sure that his father would eventually drive him to his death.

”I'm not a wolf, really!” said sally suddenly.

”Well, who is it, then?” asked McCaber.

”Probably my Durelin,” answered Rikae. ”I always suspect she's up to something...”

”Hey, I know the feeling! It's quite terrible when one can't trust his own wife...” started Boro, but was soon silenced by a threatening glance from Mith's direction.

”It's even worse when you can't trust your child!” exclaimed Nogrod in anguish. Gwathagor looked at him, astonished.

”Yes, there's really something strange about Gwathagor,” said Volo.

”Aye, let's kill him!” agreed Greenie.

Nerwen smirked. ”I have an idea. We could use him as a battering ram... You know, to break the door.”

”Hey, that sounds wonderful!” said Boro enthusiastically. ”I volunteer! But I need some strong men to help me, come on now! Volo, Greenie... Nogrod, will you come too or does it hurt too much?”

”Oh, not at all, I'll come,” said Nogrod.

”Daddy, I think Greenie is a girl,” observed Macalaure.

**

The men took hold on Gwathagor.

”One... Two... Three!”

They swung him so that his head hit the door. The door didn't break, but a cracking sound was heard.
They swung him again. Blood was dripping on the floor.
When they swung him the third time, the door gave way. Cool, fresh air flowed from the outside. Gwathagor's dead body fell to the floor. A pool of blood formed about his head.

As the beggars turned to examine him, they noticed that he was still completely human. Not even a single hair of beard had sprouted from his chin.

The night fell.

**

Alive:
Nogrod the Agreeable, the leader of the beggars
his wife, Nerwen
elderly couple; Rikae the Kind
and Durelin
Boromir88 the Silent One, an ex-pickpocket
his wife, Mithalwen the Perpetually Sane and Serene
their children Macalaure the Guileless
and Meneltarmacil
Sally the Insufferable, a slightly mad crippled woman
Volo, a young widowed man
his child, the Right Honourable McCaber
THE Ka, a blind old woman
orphaned little Thinlómien
and her little sister A Little Green

Dead:
Tom Bombadil (ranger) - killed on Night 1
Goldberry (seer) - killed on Night 1
The Barrow-wight (hunter) - killed on Night 1
Gwathagor, the child of Nogrod and Nerwen (ordo) - used as a battering ram on Day 1

**

It is now Night 2. Wolves may kill. No posting here.

For those who are interested, Volo's vote counts as a vote (so failing to vote once again won't get him killed yet), but I didn't count it as a vote for either Ka or Gwath (not that it would have mattered anyway).
I'm ready to be lenient enough to count Ka's vote as such also, but from now on all the votes that are cast after the deadline, which is 7.00 PM GMT, don't count.

02-26-2008, 02:19 PM	#148
Aganzir Woman of Secret Shadow Join Date: Oct 2006 Location: in hollow halls beneath the fells Posts: 4,511	Day 1 The beggars were in the living room and argued. The situation didn't actually look that different from that in the Barrow, before the coming of Death - only the topics were darker. One of them was to die in the evening, and they had to decide who that unlucky was. In the beginning of the day, Nogrod had sneakily tried to attack the gorgeous white animal that was lying in front of the hearth, but his attention was luckily caught by a fight that had suddenly started: his son Gwathagor was scuffling with the nasty little Thinlómien who had called him names. Nogrod decided to settle the situation by singing a song he had composed just a while ago: ”And with no ranger we're in danger of losing our helpfuls sooner than later so that's an urgency matter: the weight of possible submarines may get heavy soon!” The other beggars cheered and laughed and even the fighters forgot their argument, but there was one who wasn't impressed. ”I hereby forbid you to smile! It's darn annoying,” exclaimed Boro. ”I love it when he's masterful,” sighed Mithalwen, ”he's worth far more than some boring child!” ”But how do you expect I can hear what you say when you peep no louder than the mice Ka eats?” complained Durelin. ”Well, I'm not called Boro the Silent One for nothing...” Unfortunately, the happy couple's children didn't feel as confident as their parents. Mac the Guileless was dwelling in self-pity and felt that everybody was speaking about him, Menel was sure that his father would eventually drive him to his death. ”I'm not a wolf, really!” said sally suddenly. ”Well, who is it, then?” asked McCaber. ”Probably my Durelin,” answered Rikae. ”I always suspect she's up to something...” ”Hey, I know the feeling! It's quite terrible when one can't trust his own wife...” started Boro, but was soon silenced by a threatening glance from Mith's direction. ”It's even worse when you can't trust your child!” exclaimed Nogrod in anguish. Gwathagor looked at him, astonished. ”Yes, there's really something strange about Gwathagor,” said Volo. ”Aye, let's kill him!” agreed Greenie. Nerwen smirked. ”I have an idea. We could use him as a battering ram... You know, to break the door.” ”Hey, that sounds wonderful!” said Boro enthusiastically. ”I volunteer! But I need some strong men to help me, come on now! Volo, Greenie... Nogrod, will you come too or does it hurt too much?” ”Oh, not at all, I'll come,” said Nogrod. ”Daddy, I think Greenie is a girl,” observed Macalaure. The men took hold on Gwathagor. ”One... Two... Three!” They swung him so that his head hit the door. The door didn't break, but a cracking sound was heard. They swung him again. Blood was dripping on the floor. When they swung him the third time, the door gave way. Cool, fresh air flowed from the outside. Gwathagor's dead body fell to the floor. A pool of blood formed about his head. As the beggars turned to examine him, they noticed that he was still completely human. Not even a single hair of beard had sprouted from his chin. The night fell. Alive: Nogrod the Agreeable, the leader of the beggars his wife, Nerwen elderly couple; Rikae the Kind and Durelin Boromir88 the Silent One, an ex-pickpocket his wife, Mithalwen the Perpetually Sane and Serene their children Macalaure the Guileless and Meneltarmacil Sally the Insufferable, a slightly mad crippled woman Volo, a young widowed man his child, the Right Honourable McCaber THE Ka, a blind old woman orphaned little Thinlómien and her little sister A Little Green Dead: Tom Bombadil (ranger) - killed on Night 1 Goldberry (seer) - killed on Night 1 The Barrow-wight (hunter) - killed on Night 1 Gwathagor, the child of Nogrod and Nerwen (ordo) - used as a battering ram on Day 1 It is now Night 2. Wolves may kill. No posting here.** For those who are interested, Volo's vote counts as a vote (so failing to vote once again won't get him killed yet), but I didn't count it as a vote for either Ka or Gwath (not that it would have mattered anyway). I'm ready to be lenient enough to count Ka's vote as such also, but from now on all the votes that are cast after the deadline, which is 7.00 PM GMT, don't count. __________________ He bit me, and I was not gentle. Last edited by Aganzir; 02-26-2008 at 03:00 PM.