“Kill Mac!” Legate cried, waving one of his herring in the air.
“No get Lommy! Wait, no kill Gollum!” Rikae cried out. “I get more ice cream if Mac lives.”
“Brinn's a monster and very cranky. Send her to the gallows.” Gollum yelled.
The villagers were really at each other's throats. Since they discovered wraiths among them the gloves had come off and no one was playing nice anymore. Though no one had ever expected to turn on their neighbors, but now it was time. Someone had to die.
“Gollum, he's all talk, like he's trying to hide something.” Brinn said.
“He's an easy target.” Rune rolled his eyes.
“No, it must be Gollum!” Mac cried out.
The villagers picked up their pitchforks. Gollum backed away from the crowd. “You've all gone mad! I'm innocent!” But the mob had spoken.
The traveling weapons salesman had backed himself up against Mirandir hog pen. The villagers advanced, some wielded hammers, others pitchforks, but all were armed with rocks. No one was sure who threw the first stone, but it hit the accused between the eyes. He stumbled backwards into the hog pen.
In the excitement of the day no one had bothered to feed the poor beasts. Now it seemed as though dinner had come to them and it was still warm. In their hungry frenzy the hogs rushed for Gollum. The stone to the head had disoriented him for a second, but he didn't regain composure fast enough to move. He lay flat on his back, hogs swarming around him.
The hungry animals tore into their meal. Gollum screamed in terror and pain, still trying to get to his feet, but the hogs were overpowering him. There was no way their dinner was getting away. The villagers gathered round to see what was happening.
One of the runts of the herd had been bullied out of his spot. He hovered close to the pen's fence, a piece of Gollum's eye stick on the end of his snout. Some hogs even had bits of the victim stuck to their backs. Blood and organs were spread all across the pen. When the animals finished eating all that remained was a few scraps of flesh stuck to the bones. One eye remained in Gollum's head, it was wide in horror.
Yet nothing happened. He had been innocent.
Living
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Feanor of the Peredhil
Lariren Shadow
Mirandir
Shastanis Althreduin
Thinlómien
Legate of Amon Lanc
Rikae
Aganzir
Gollum the Great
Nogrod
Beregond
Nerwen
Rune Son of Bjarne
Macalaure
Meneltarmacil
Durelin
A Little Green
Brinniel
Dead
Kitanna – Made an example of Night 1 (moddess)
Gollum the Great – Eaten by hogs Day 1 (innocent)
Wraiths PM your kill, Ferny your suggestion, Butterbur your dream, Strider your protectee, and Frodo sit tight.
Night 2 has begun, villagers be quiet.
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"Let us live so that when we come to die even the undertaker will be sorry." - Mark Twain
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