[Nogrod]

She hadn’t slept for several nights. How could she have? She was worried about the children trusted in her care. Naturally she couldn’t alone convince half the Villagers about little Túrin’s innocence and health when they voted for him to be quarantined. But she would be on the look-out during the Nights so that no ill befell on little Lalaith or Brandir. Whatever she would need to be up against.

To her surprise, just as she was keeping an eye on Brandir’s hut, the Morgoth Infectors came to her.

“What do you want from an old wife like me, in this pitch darkness? Aren’t you up for those better folks?”

The trio around her stayed silent but were closing in on her.

“You won’t get your will!” she yelled and attacked the closest one with the broom she had with her. She managed to give quite a blow to one of the attackers but was quickly overpowered.

In the morning the villagers found Túrin’s nurse, badly beaten and clearly very ill, lying on the steps to the Great Hall.


~*~


The Village felt suddenly pretty small. People looked at each other – and everyone, except maybe the children, knew what this meant. There were three of them who were causing all this mayhem, and there were only ten of them left.

They were standing in a circle in front of the Great Hall.

Húrin and Morwen stood side by side, grim but steadfast, keeping the children Lalaith and Brandir close by them.

On their left side there were Húrin’s kinswoman Aerin and her father Indor, watching the door in distress.

On their right stood the blind servant Ragnar whose pale eyes seemed to stare into emptiness, even if they moved to and fro every once in a while in unexpected ways.

Facing them were the three men; veteran of many wars Algund, the valiant Gethron, and the big and bold Forweg. All quiet and solemn.

Everyone was thinking of the same.

Three of us…


“Of the last eight people we’ve lost, only one was an Infector. We need to get our lines straight now” said Húrin quietly but with authority. “Let’s eat, and then talk.”


~*~


Dead, yes dead

Nogrod – “The Badger”, the Mod (dead on Night1)
Urwen – Glóredhel, healthy person (withered away in grief during Day2)


Quarantined

Galadriel55 – Andróg, the Cobbler (voted into QT on Day1)
Rikae – Haldir, healthy person (infected by the shady Infectors on Night2)
Huinesoron – Hareth, an Infector (voted into QT on Day2)
Kitanna – Huor, the Ranger (infected in the woods by the Infectors on Night3)
Sally – Túrin, the Hunter (voted into QT on Day3)
Macalaure – Grithnir, healthy person (dragged into the QT by the Hunter on Day3)
Legate of Amon Lanc – Asgon, healthy person (infected sneakily on Night4)
Lhunardawen – Sador, an Infector (voted into QT on Day4)
Lalaith – Rían, healthy person (overrun and infected by the Infectors on Night5)
Inziladun – Halmir, healthy person (voted into QT on Day5)
Pitchwife – Turin’s Nurse, healthy person (overcome and infected by the Infectors on Night6)


Hanging around

Thinlómien
Loslote
Kath
A Little Green
Boromir88
Brinniel
Eönwë
Rune Son of Bjarne
THE Ka
Shastanis Althreduin


It’s now Day 6


Let there be discussion on how to bring light into this darkness.


PS. Sorry again. My laptop's clock is not in accurate time and I once again estimated the time difference a bit wrong... I'll try my best every time.