WWJ III - Nan Qualinmerë: Death Wish Valley

[Garin]

I'm not even sure what a saxophone is... It is a shame that our meager village has lost two of its inhabitants. What is worse is that I have two less customers. I grow weary of these wolves and can only hope their words or lack of them will lead them to the end of a rope.

Anguirell: As a result, the village can do worse things than delivering itself, in the opening day, into the grasp of chance. If we each claim to vote for a randomly selected candidate, it will hamper lupine movements when manipulating bandwagons. It is likely one of us will happen to pick a wolf, and if that wolf is later caught, even if s/he is not chosen today, how others reacted to the threat against him/her may be telling.

I am calling your bluff Anguirel and voting for you my furry friend. I understand how a schedule can impede your ability to post and vote but it also serves as a wonderful cover. May Eru have mercy upon your soul.
++Anguirell

[Anguirel]

Ah well. At least someone's doing something...

[tar-ancalime]

Demoiselle des chats indeed! Forsooth! It's madame to you, my lad. I was the lady of the manor before you was breeched.

Youthful impudence aside, your enthusiasm is encouraging. I hope that the rest of the village will awaken to the danger soon.

[Anguirel]

My enthusiasm traditionally gets me killed...but I grudge it not...

[Eomer of the Rohirrim]

Egads! T'appears we have a couple of hasty votes. What do I think of them?

Anguirel knows that it's best to vote and to stir the pot. If he can't make it back later then it was a fairly righteous thing to do. Of course, if he happens to be a wolf then it is fine cover but what the hey!

Garin's vote is perhaps slightly more suspicious. He doesn't mention that he can't make it back later yet he is eager to vote before any discussion.

I know we have some youngsters among us, chil'en in the great game of battle and protection. Maybe it's best to let them know of a fine tradition we have in this here village: if anything goes wrong, blame Feanor of the Peredhil.

(Just kidding...or am I?)

Silence is the friend of the werewolves, yet so is confusion. O, what are we to do? I have one suggestion: lynch Abercrombie of Rohan. She called me a quack last Spring. Let's just say I misplaced the antidote.

[Eomer of the Rohirrim]

I just had a brilliant idea.

I was reading Kant (I think he's a Hobbit from the Eastfarthing) and he claims that telling lies is irrational: because willing the telling of lies as a universally acceptable mode of practice will destroy all networks of trust, making lying impossible and self-defeating.

Now, no-one wants to feel irrational and stupid, right?

So they are convinced not to lie.

Then we ask everyone if they are innocent.

We discover the innocents, and work out by process of elimination who the Wolves are.

Simple.

I'll go first: I'm innocent.

[AbercrombieOfRohan]

Alas poor Glirdan and Gil, I knew them, Friends. If I may be so bold as to interject my personal opinion, let us look at Mith and Kath. My highly trained werewolf detection device has pointed towards their guilt. Let them speak I say!

Of course, if Shelob survives past day one, we should lynch her immediately because chances are, she's a wolf.

lynch Abercrombie of Rohan

Dirty pirate, this is because of that PM I sent you isn't it?

I shall try to get back to the computer today, I may be late or I may be early. Don't take my silence too seriously please.

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

I'm here, dears, and I'm offering free pedicures in order to discover who the wolves are. According to my logic, as soon as the lycans remove their shoes and socks, I'll be able to identify them by their claws and will very quickly stab their eyes out with my nail file and rip their claws from their moorings, making the wolves blind and with one less weapon.

Who wants to go first?

Oh, and I might not be around later this afternoon... manicurist's hours, you know. I have to run over to a certain place and do a few artistic things (painting nails, of course) and study a bit (about how best to deal with cuticles, of course) and make sure all of my work is done early (ahem, so I can hang out with boys tomorrow). But I'll be back after that.