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End of Day 1
The votes were cast, they were counted carefully - and they had decided to end the life of their town layabout, Inziladun.
"You never pull your own weight around here anyway!" they shouted.
"But...that's all that I pull," he said. "Well, that and the pile of mushrooms down on the leftovers of that tasty......oops."
To their horror, he covered his gaffe by covering himself in fur. And teeth. And claws. The latter items were only in the appropriate places, however.
"Too easy!" he growled. "And now no-one can stop me! Hahahahaha!" Unfortunately for him, no-one did - they all did. The fight was fearsome, and the furry flurry only ended when they beat him to death with whatever was laying handiest - you guessed it, mushrooms.
"And he was such a fun guy," they lamented.
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Dead:
Oddwen - A Visitor, beheaded and hidden under mushrooms.
Inziladun - Town Layabout, Werewolf
Living:
Eomer of the Rohirrim - Tavern-keep
A Little Green - Mad Gardener and Cat/Goat Lady
Thinlomien- The Housewife
satanisaloser2005 - Town Bard
Legate of Amon Lanc -Town Drunk
Kath - A Farmer, trying their hand at a new potentially lucrative crop: mushrooms!
Shasta - A Baker of Bread (and only Bread)
Rikae - A Candlestick Maker (but not a maker of candles)
Nerwen - A Soup Artist who is Souper at their job
aganzir - The Butcher
It is now Night. Wolves may PM.
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But all the while I sit and think of times there were before
I listen for returning feet and voices at the door
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