WWJ I: A New Saga, A New Beginning... Or Is IT!?!?!?

[Hiriel]

But ask yourself, "What is a wolf up to right now." Ask yourself, "waht is an innocent up to?" if i was answering those quetions, i would say, "a wolf it trying to throw suspicion around. an innocent is trying to get to the bottom of the matter." i think sp's points against me were nought but slinging of suspicion. NOTE: AS FAR AS IM CONSERNED, SR IS PRETTY MUCH IN THE CLEAR, DUE TO HIS POINTS ABOUT TOREstel.

Eonwe, quit while you're behind. You're contradicting yourself. If you think SR is throwing suspicion around and acting wolfishly, how can you put him in the clear, even though he has the endorsement of TORE? (btw, Rune, I totally agree. This game has turned into the TOREstel cult of late.)

"One thing - we must all be careful about who our Hunter is.........

Herm. I agree. The hunter's slunk below the radar this whole game. But really, I think all the hunter has to know is not to kill Feanor or Jack or SR or the proven innocents. The rest of them are fair game, and it'll have to rely on the hunter's judgement. By keeping our hunter in the shadows, he or she's more likely to get a wolf now that we're down to so few villagers.

[Eonwe]

i can't quit! especially when your not tellng the whole story. quote the last two sentences and put the "pretty much" in, please!

what im trying to say is that, if it wasn't for a weird type accusation, SR would be in teh clear. he does put forth some nice evidence. but (in my mind) it is A BIT counterbalanced by some not quite clear behavior. let me be quite explisit (this is what i've been trying to say the whole time): Sleepy Ranger checks out except for a bit of strange behaviour (ie, falty accusations). If i could clear that up, everything is good.

I hope that makes things clearer. I don't think i contradicted myself in saying that someone is looking innocent, exept for one small bit, did i.

[The Perky Ent]

TIME!


Expect Malkatoj's Death shortly!

[The Perky Ent]

There was a great sense of accomplishment in the village today. Everyone had prepared for the emergence of a wolf today, since they had been fully convinced that Malkatoj was indeed the wolf. The villagers had seen their members die from quills, alcohol, instruments, peaches, and other horrible means. They would not tolerate failure. Slowly, they gathered


Malkatoj had been bound and gagged, leaving no means for any defense. The villagers were a little uneasy by the fact that no wolf had tried to defend themself at this point, but continued to pick up the supposed-wolf, and pull her off to the pond. When they arrived, Malkatoj was calm, no sign of fear in her face. In fact, Malkatoj was the only villager at that moment that was not worrying, the others pondering in their head why a fencer wouldn't defend themselves. But, what had to be done would be done, and so they dropped her right in front of the pond.

"Malkatoj, for inexcusable crimes of serial murder, slanderous lies, and masquerading around as one of us, you are to be executed in the most humane manner imaginable: Fed to the piranha’s in the Pond of Twingeness! Have you any last words before you are executed, foul lupine?”

Malkatoj was ungagged, though she was still bound and closely guarded with axes and bows. “Just one” Malkatoj said, as a eerie calm grew over the crowd. After a minute of having her eyes closed, there was a loud roar from the crowd “Well!?! Common then! What is it?” Malkatoj opened her eyes slowly, staring at the villager. “Run”

A grey mist came instantly out of the west, as Malkatoj twisted around violently. The bindings snapped, and Malkatoj stood up at her full height, her tail brushing between her feet. At once, she pounced for the nearest villager, but before anyone could speak a word, three bows twanged and Malkatoj fell dead.

To the dismay of those that stood by, about the body of Malkatoj the eerie mist gathered. It rose slowly to a great height like smoke from a fire, as a pale shrouded figure it loomed over the pond. For a moment it wavered, looking to the West; but out of the West came a cold wind, and it bent away, and with a sigh dissolved into nothing.

“Here us now, werewolf! You are alone, and may no longer take council with your kind! Your end is near at hand!” they said, as they grabbed Malkatoj’s inanimate corpse, and threw it to the piranha’s, where it disappeared in seconds. Watching grimly, the people took their last look at the dead wolf, and then to each other, and then slowly departed to the sanctuary of their beds.





Dead
Glirdan (mod) - got a quill throught the head on Night 1
Wayne (Cobbler) - lynched by villagers on Day 1
Kitanna (ordinary villager) - Died of Alchool poisoning on Night 2
Bergil (Wolf) - stabbed with silver blade on Day 2
Gurthang (ordinary villager) - beaten to death by his own instruments on Day 3
The Only Real Estel (Seer) - eyes gouged out and replaced with peaches on Night 4
Malkatoj (Wolf) – Shot by arrows and dissolved into nothing on Day 5

Alive
Eonwe
Feanor of the Peredhil
Jack (aka Folwren)
Hiriel
Rune Son of Bjarne
Sleepy Ranger
Thinlomien


Wolf: Think wisely on your choice tonight. Ranger and Hunter, do what must be done. There should be no more chatter from the villagers, as it is Night 5!

PS: Hope you liked my little tribute to The Scouring of the Shire

[The Perky Ent]

Revenge. That was the only thought in the wolf's mind. There was no more time for fun and games. It was no nothing more than business, and the wolf had it's victim. The wolf walked over to a house, the lights still on. Slowly, the wolf knocked on the door, and the villager answered. "Who is it?" the villager asked. "I can't sleep. We need to talk!" the wolf replied. Slowly and cautiously, the villager let the wolf in. There was peace for a minute in the town of Fwedawick, but then, the villager's lights suddenly went out, and the thrashing began.

The next morning, the villagers all awoke and gathered around. They were happy with their successful catch of a wolf, and fear had been replaced with cautious optimism. "Well, are we all here?" one of the villagers ask. "Aye, everyone's here...wait, where's -" but the villager was cut off, as they all heard a woman's scream eminate through the village. They all ran to the sound, and came at last to the sourch. A women covered in blood was standing outside of the house. "I....he....wolves...." the woman said. None of the villagers had seen her before. "Who are you?" one of the villagers asked. "I am River. I...I cleaned his....he's....he...." but she succumbed to tears and pointed inside the house. Slowly, the villagers walked inside, and looked at the horror that had occured that night.

The walls were covered with blood. All around, there were runes and pictographs. Great drawings of wolves eating villagers were marked all around the rooms. Words in an unknown dark language were scattered around the ceiling, and a trail of deep red blood soaked the floor. Hesitantly, the villagers followed the pool of blood into the largest room in the house. It was circular, and to the villagers astonishment, there was no blood. The room was completly clean. "Where....what happened in here?" a villager asked, as everyone looked again and again through the room, looking for a sign of death. Everything seemed to be in place, just as it had always been. The villagers hope would have been lost, had River not have found what was wrong. A wardrobe had been moved out of its normal location. When the villagers pushed it away, it revealed a mirror, it's edges outlined in blood-written words. It read:

Mirror mirror on the wall
Who's the ranger amongst them all?

Someone touched the mirror, and revealed that it was also a passageway. When pushed back, it revealed a secret room. It was there that they found the body. Feanor of the Peredhil's corpse was lying in the empty room, nothing left of the body except a few pieces of flesh clinging to bone. He had been literally ripped to shreds. At once, River screamed again in shock, and passed out on the floor. Someone quickly took her pulse and shouted "My word! She's dead!" . The villagers were shocked, but they didn't care as much for her, so the blow didn't hit her that hard. She died of a heart attack, and was indeed a regular villager. "Well, now that she's not a suspect, who could do something like this? Who would do something like this? Where is the wolf?!?"


Note: About the whole River thing, I just felt like adding in a red shirt (a minor character who dies). She is not important, and I am just killing off this non-existant character for my own amusment and repressed childhood.


Dead
Glirdan (mod) - got a quill throught the head on Night 1
Wayne (Cobbler) - lynched by villagers on Day 1
Kitanna (ordinary villager) - Died of Alchool poisoning on Night 2
Bergil (Wolf) - stabbed with silver blade on Day 2
Gurthang (ordinary villager) - beaten to death by his own instruments on Day 3
The Only Real Estel (Seer) - eyes gouged out and replaced with peaches on Night 4
Malkatoj (Wolf) – Shot by arrows and dissolved into nothing on Day 5
Feanor of the Peredhil (Ranger) - Ripped to Bloody Shreds on Night 5


Alive
Eonwe
Jack (aka Folwren)
Hiriel
Rune Son of Bjarne
Sleepy Ranger
Thinlomien


It is now Day 6! Wolf, hush! Villagers, go get em!

[Folwren]

Hm. Must've gotten up three hours early. Should we really take advantage of this Moding mistake?

My opinion...read past posts and days very, very carefuly.

-- Jack

[Rune Son of Bjarne]

The only thing I am sure of right now is that Jack and I are innocent.

To Sleepy: Why was it acceptet that you were no wolf ? (please elaborate)

[Thinlómien]

Congrats to us; we succeeded to lynch a wolf this time. (Not another gurthang-like fiasco )

Our poor ranger! But her death wasn't really a surprise. I doubt everyone knew she'd be the next.

Just because i suspect you does not mean i am a Wolf ! -Rune

No, no I don't mean that. You suspect (nearly) all, so I really couldn't make a show about it . You just had some strange points and Hiriel and Eonwe seemed innocent. After two day's thinking I actually think you're probably innocent; you're a bit too forward to be a wolf. (This doesn't still move you from my suspected wolfs' list.)
My main suspects now are Hiriel and Eonwe. Hiriel is not very much suspected for being a wolf, because Fea thought she was probably innocent and chose her to appear innocent in her 'dream'. So, now when we know that Fea wasn't the seer, we have no evidence to prove her innocence. Yet both Fea and Tore - whom I think are quite quick-witted (and at least Fea is experienced in WW) - thought her inocent.
Eonwe is quite strange. Her argumentation about voting and random voting (proved by SR) seems a bit strange, but everyone can make mistakes under exiting circumstances, I suppose. Now she's having quite a lot of problems, because many seem to suspect her. I wait eagerly to see how she defends herself.
Why not Jack, Sleepy or myself. I think this proves SR 's innocence:

Originally Posted by Sleepy Ranger

Many people are finding it hard to believe that I am innocent, while browsing through this thread I have come across something that can prove my innocence, in fact I believe I have come across TORE's third dream.

Lets start off with Post#121-


Now TORE was the seer, perhaps he is telling us who he will dream off...
Moving on to Post#137-


Is he trying to throw the wolves off him so that he can safely drop a hint? It seems that way.

Now he drops a series of hints to prove my innocence-

Post#146


Look closely, is he trying to tell us something other than malk being a wolf?

Post#150


There you go. He pretty much said it there.

Post#172


Hopefully this is enough to prove my innocence. I do believe TORE said it himself.

Jack's innocence is agreed by all, so I won't continue repeating the reasons here.
Unless I read the PM about WWJ roles wrong, I'm an innocent, ordinary villager.