WWJ III - Nan Qualinmerë: Death Wish Valley

[Eomer of the Rohirrim]

This is weird. I thought the day should have ended by now.

Anyway, I'm further convinced that Thinlomien was a good choice. This is her reasoning in voting for me:

"I preach against people who make 'safe posts' and then make 'masked safe posts' myself."

Ridiculous. In what way have my posts been safe? I have been deliberately stirring up trouble (for a good reason, as you shall one day find out) and have been—as I said before—incurring wrath. There has been absolutely nothing safe in what I have done.

Thinlomien's reasoning is the opposite of good and true, and strikes me as either revenge or deliberate bandwagoning.

Fea, if that was a strategy—and don't feel hurt by me saying that I don't trust you at all—it was rather excellent.

[Anguirel]

I expect Glirdan's hooked up IRL. I suggest we stop posting till he's back...

I greatly misdoubt Lady Thinlomien to be a wolf. Indeed, I venture that we have just hung the Seer. Hurrah.

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

Originally Posted by Eomer of the Rohirrim

Fea, if that was a strategy—and don't feel hurt by me saying that I don't trust you at all—it was rather excellent.

Call it a strategy if you like. It was merely me not-bandwagoning and not voting for somebody whose existence is crucial to success.

I mean... flatter me if you like and disagree, but my death wouldn't fling the village into a hopeless spiral downward. I've not got an important job, like Seer, nor would my death be a blow to the wolves (though if they try to frame me, it might because they'd be easier to trace), nor do I have powers to save lives. I can merely help take them. I can see things that may not be clear to the rest of the village and I can wonder when the freak this day will end.

I won't vote unless I have good reason for it. My self-vote may be seen as tricksy; throwing my vote away and leaving no trail for Day 2. Call it what you like. I just don't want to kill anybody more important than myself.

Edit: Ang, sorry, didn't see what you said about stopping until I'd posted.

[Glirdan]

Sorry for the major lateness of this, but I haven't had computer access until just now. I'll have the double lynch up (and on the frist day!!!) Please forgive me, I thought Gil would've covered for me, but I guess he couldn't either. SO SORRY!!

[Glirdan]

It was a long day in the town of Mejis. They buried their fallen friends in the village graveyard, just outside of town and attempted to go back to the normal lives. The villagers went back and forth between shops and the village square, thinking and disscussing about the horrible incident that had occureed the previous night. There was much debating on who they should lynch first. The votes were rather spread out, but the village finally came to the conclusion that they should lynch Eonwe and Thin. "Why me? What have I done to deserve this? I'm just a poor little hermit! I have never done anything to harm any of you!" Eonwe cried. Thin, however, remained quite silent. "Please spare me!" Eonwe yelled.

"I say we get rid of the one that talks the most!" suggested the Ang. "It's always a sign of a guilty conscious." With that, they tied Eonwe up and brought her up to the gallows. Ang put the noose over her head and tightened the rope and jumped off the gallows before anything could happen. He ran over to the lever and said "Any last words before you die Wolf!?" Eonwe remained scilence.

"Oh, just get it over with!" Wayne yelled and Ang pulled the lever. Instead of the trap door opening and Eonwe falling through, the entire gallows collapsed, right on top of her. Nothing happened. No transformation, nothing. And then, quite suddenly, a laugh rang out in the deathly scilence. "You actually thought that that lonesome, vile hermit was a Wolf!?" cried Thin. "You people are stupider than I thought!" And as she spoke, she began to transform. Her finger nails grew, her shoes ripped open as her huge, hairy feet grew, fur started sprouting all over the place. "Now, try and catch me!" She yelled and she ran straight for Valesse. However, Valesse wassn't to be caught unawares. As the monstrous beast charged at her, she jumped and flipped over the Wolf and as she did, she wrapped an invisible chord that she had concealed in her shirt and wrapped it around the beast's throat. She landed on her feet and tugged on the chord. The beast cried out in pain and struggled to get free, but Valesse kept pulling harder and harder. The Wolf uttered a last gasp for breath and fell to the ground. As the stunned villagers looked at the body, it transformed back into Thin. They rumaged throught the broken gallows and found the body of Eonwe and brought over to the graveyard and buried her beside Glirdan and Gil. They brought Thin's body out into the forest and burned it and as the body burned, a putrid smell arose and none could stand the smell and they returned to their houses for sleep.

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Dead
Glirdan(mod) - Night 1 - Beheaded and then reheaded with a sax
Gil-Galad(mod) - Night 1 - Bled to death.
Eonwe(ordo) - Day 1 - gallows collapse on top of her
Thin(Wolf) - Day 1 - strangled to death, by Valesse with a hidden chord

Alive
Garin
Roa
Ang
Eomer
Mith
Kath
Gandalf
Valier
Shelob
Valesse
Wayne
Fea
Crombie
tar

Night 2 starts. I need a name from Seer, Ranger, Hunter and Wolves. On Sunday's, Monday's and Tuesday's, please send them to both me as well as Gil. (Sorry once again for the lateness of this post. I'm going to start the next Day tonight at 10:30 [maybe 11]pm eastern).

[Glirdan]

Eomer crept silently out of his house and around town. "Those Wolves won't get anybody tonight!" he thought silently to himself as he walked into the town square towards his destination, which was at the other end of town. Unfortunately, he was all alone and it was dark. As he got closer to his destination, the sound he dreaded was heard. But it was not coming from where he thought it was coming from. It was coming from right behind him....

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As the villagers gathered together in the town square, they noticed that there was one who was missing. "Where is our dear doctor?" cried Fea. "Surely he should be here. He's the doctor. We need him to check on the people who've been attacked!"

"AHHH!!" Valesse yelled. "What is that!" she cried, pointing to the ground. All the villagers turned to look at what she was pointing at.

"I do believe that it is a blood trail." Mith declared, looking at the red trail closer. "And by the looks of things, it's coming right from our dear doctor's house." With that, they walked over to Eomer's. Once there, they knocked on the door and the door swung open. The villagers stood there in awe. The doctor always locked his door at night. They stepped in and searched his house, but they didn't find anything. "What if we followed the trail the other way?" suggested tar. There was a concourse of agreement and they set out at once. They walked back to the village square, found the trail and followed it. Then, they found what they were dreading to find the entire time, yet they were still shocked. For they found the body of Eomer, stabbed through his stomach. Yet the strange thing was that it was with his own sword, and he was wearing strange garments over top of his doctrine clothes. "Why, that's the clothing of the Ranger!" cried Ang.

"But that could only mean one thing," said Shelob slowly.

"Our doctor is...I mean was...also our protector!" cried a dismayed Kath. They all wept then and there at the loss of their doctor and protector. Yet, if they would have listend closely, they would have realised that two of their own were indeed sniggering under their breaths at what they had accomplished: revenge!

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Dead
Glirdan(Mod) - Night 1 - Beheaded and then reheaded with a sax
Gil-Galad(Mod) - Night 1 - Bled to death.
Eonwe(Ordo) - Day 1 - gallows collapse on top of her
Thin(Wolf) - Day 1 - strangled to death, by Valesse with a hidden chord
Eomer(Ranger) - Night 2 - stabbed through his stomach with own sword

Alive
Garin
Roa
Ang
Mith
Kath
Gandalf
Valier
Shelob
Valesse
Wayne
Fea
Crombie
tar

Day 2 starts. Wolves stop PMing. Continue with the discussions people! (Just a little info, each Day and Night will begin from about 20 minutes ago to 10 minutes from now [my time, 10:30 - 11pm])

[Roa_Aoife]

Oh no! Not Eomer! As the village doctor he and I worked closely together. And now I find he is our protector! I knew he wasn't a wolf yesterday. But it is clear the wolves targeted him.

Perhaps they finished the job they could not complete yesterday with the lynchings.

[Shelob]

Well, to adress yesterday I'd just like to point out that I hadn't actually seen Fea's vote when I voted. I'd started my response, got called away from the computer for a few minutes then came back, finished, and posted. I didn't see her vote until much later, when I could get back on. Believe me not if you please but I lie not, for only a Lycan a lie can gain from.

As for this death,

what they had accomplished: revenge!

I'm going to work from the assumption, for now, that this was a revenge because Eomer was the first to really cast suspicion upon Thinlomien. Meaning that to an extent her death was his fault.

I'm also going to work from the assumption that, on the first day, another wolf did not vote for Thin. I understand this is like walking on thin ice (as it were) but voluntarily helping to lose a wolf so early is a very, very risky tactic.

Finally, and while it's dangerous for me to suggest it, I'm going to assume that a wolf didn't vote for Eomer yesterday. I know, I know, you're all thinking "Well of course She'd say that, She voted for him." But if you'll take a moment to think about it (or read the rest of this paragraph, whatever works for you) it makes some sense. Our immediate reaction is going to be to think "Who wanted Eomer Dead?" or "Who was opposed to Eomer?" and the first names to come to mind would be those who voted for him. Now, for a wolf to voluntarily put themselves into that possition means they feel very confident that the Bluff/Double-Bluff will work and that suspicion will be cast upon an innocent who happens to also be an answer to those questions. Given that there are a limited number of people who voted for Eomer (namely 2, myself and Fea[even if she changed it later]) if one of us were a wolf there'd be pretty much a 50/50 chance of us persuading people to vote for the other. With one wolf down already 50/50 are not good odds for a remaining wolf. It, therefore, seems more likely that no wolf voted for Eomer yesterday and that Fea and I are being set up to look wolvish.

By my reconing this would rule out:
Myself (Shelob)
Fea
Anguriel
Tar
as likely wolves, it doesn't prove anything, it's just (to me) makes us slightly less suspicious.

As for the rest of you, namely:
Garin
Roa
Mith
Kath
Gandalf
Valier
Valesse
Wayne
Crombie
I don't know. The fact that we had a double lynching could suggest that a wolf voted for Eonwe, but since that's so obvious, and since it was so soon, I doubt a wolf would act so foolish. Since I haven't the time now I can't look further into what you did (or didn't) do so when I later have the chance I'll use what you've said before and what you say today to work from.

Actually, that last sentence goes for everybody, both lists, myself included, and the dead...though for them, obviously, I'll only go on what they said the other day...unless we get ghosts too, but that seems unlikely...

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

Blame it on a mind caught up in other things if you like, but I have a funny feeling about Shelob.

Maybe in the morning I'll have some idea why.