Shasta awoke in the night with a feeling of uneasiness.
His bedding place was atop a cliff out of sight of the Sea, though he could still hear it. Woods stood nearby, with ancient pine and fir trees. He looked around, and at first saw nothing. Then, as his eyes grew more accustomed to the dark, he thought he spied a figure standing about 20 yards away. When his gaze alighted on it, it rushed toward him, holding a massive rock over its head to cast down.
Shasta had no weapons, but knew the would-be killer could not keep up with him, burdened as it was. He sprang to his feet, racing for the cover of the wood. There he might find a weapon of his own, as well as gain some cover. At the moment he entered, a second shape, having hidden silently as its mate ran the quarry its way, stabbed swiftly with its dagger. As
Shasta fell to the ground, he heard its hissing laughter.
The Living:
Bom Tombadillo
Nogrod
Kitanna
G55
Sally
Eomer
Nerwen
Greenie
Lommy
Nilp
Mithalwen
Legate
The Dead:
Inziladun: (Mod) (killed by the baddies Night 1)
Loslote: Evil Spirit (lynched Day 1)
Shasta: Ordo (murdered by the evil ones Night 2)
IT IS DAY 2. You know what to do.
As a reminder,
Nerwen and
Bom make sure to vote toDay, or the consequences could be dire.