WWJ XI: When World's Collide

[Valesse]

In frustration Valesse stared at the tiny...door. Yes, that is what they were called. The remains of a once beautiful tree, stripped of it's bark and handled thoughtlessly hour by hour. Come to think of it most of these buildings were made of the corpses of ruined trees. And here she was almost expected to appear inside this tiny structure!

"Hrrrrrmm", she groaned to herself, branches and boughs creaking with each direction she swayed. Slowly a thought occured to her and Valesse carefully leaned down toward the ground until she could just see inside a foggy window. With a woody finger she gently pushed a window open in order to hear the business going on from within.

"Who is this Wilwa? And how do they expect to -hang- her?" the Entwife thought. Clearly at least two of the clients inside were not at their best, and most others were eatting pancakes. On wooden tables! "Hmmm!" she exclaimed. Listening further there was speak of werewolves and a murder. "Most heinous a crime to take another life" the Fir nodded scornfully, eyeing still the overabundence of tree corpses decorating their commonroom, "and though it has been said before, you little people should not go about ignoring it for flat breads!"

"There has been much reason spoken here, but I do implore that it be spoken louder, as I can not bend in such a way to enter... As for you" She turned her large gaze toward Volo and Nogrod "Do not be so hasty that you can not speak, or speak thoughtfully. Hrrrm. Let us discuss what we have observed so far."

The Entwife bent further toward the ground, hoping for a better view. This was not at all comfortable, but nor was the situation. "Shifty, hasty ideas... hrrrm. These things are incriminating, and so is quick judgement. We seem very limited in our information at this point... some might feel that this is a useless hour, but as your tiny heads might come to it, it is not." She grumbled for a moment, having finally noticing the floor. Valesse took a deep breath and continued once more "You must ask yourself if your fellows are being bold or being wolfish, though I suppose wolves might sometimes be bold. Though I'm more inclined to believe that about bears. Ohhh! One used me as a scratching post once and it was awful!"

Shaking herself back into focus Valesse went on: "This Valier and Naria are suspect, and another this Menel perhaps, too? The first has spoken her woes away as far as I have heard, and that is all. This is not bold, nor does it seem wolfish... she is mourning." her branches creaked again, feeling strained Valesse stood and bent down in the other direction "And Naria has been eatting flatbreads. This too is not bold, nor is it mourning. Hrrrrm! This does not please me to find someone who would feel so little for the tragic end of a beautiful life."

"Menel, on the other branch, is some what bold, a little hasty... though not entirely brash. I do not believe that dice are a means to catching werewolves, but seeing as she has not cast a vote, it could have only been a sick joke in order to get others talking." Frowning even more, Valesse narrowed her giant eyes "And if this was the case, I should hope that your sense of humor improves."

Valesse blinked, another had been accused while she was delivering her thoughts. Shaking her large head the Entwife slowly fell silent.

[Kath]

Kath arrived, though her height meant that many people didn't notice for a time. She was in a rush anyway, huffing and puffing as she came through the door.

"I'm sorry!" She squeaked out, scrambling onto a stool by the bar. "I'm late, I know, and I'm going right out again in a moment. I've been called to taste some food across the valley so this is the last chance I have to get in here. And that means I have to vote early! So:

++VALESSE

Because she was the last person to speak and so the only one I've heard. It's random, I'm sorry, I have to go!"

She slid back off the stool and pushed through people's legs until she got back to the door. With a quick wave, she left.

[Valier]

Valier sat quietly and observed the others around her. "All these ninny's, young people....geez" she thought to herself. As she reached for her mug, her eye caught a quick movement near her hand. "The nerve of some people!! Steal my money will you...!!"

Valier with her wisdom and age smiled coyly at the young lady who now sat smothering her pancakes with berries. " Valier raised herself up and walked till she stood directly behind the young woman. " Now see here you young wipper-snapper!! I do not take kindly to thieves!! Now give me back what is rightfully mine!! and you my dear sickly Hobbit, bread and water? Now really....You seem a little sleepy....I would assume werewolves do not care for pancakes and beer and maybe perhaps you were out all night....killing people!!!!" I for one find you two young'uns to be mighty odd....who steals from others right in front of their eyes? no matter how old they are...and who in their right mind eats bread and water when there is more sustaining food to be had? I say we lynch one of these two....who needs them around anyways? We need no thieves, or sickly people who stay out all night!! I say you there Jenny....give me back my money, you, you .....thief!!! And Diamond Took....I say eat something!! You are skinny enough!"

Valier stood her ground and tapped her foot incessantly on the floor, she held out her hand with a scowl on her old face and waited.

[Boromir88]

"Diamond and Meneltarmacil seem the most suspicious to me right now. Because both have done the very thing that I find to be the most suspicious looking as far as the first Day is concerned. And that is accusing people based off their occupation. Perhaps I'm just fooled, but this has helped me find wolves in the past. Oh ya, I've had a past with wolves, as I think all of us here can talk a fair bit about. I find accusing those because of the occupation they have to be a very low trick, only low enough for a wolf to attempt. We're not here to lynch someone who has poor morals, or a whacky job, we're here to lynch Werewolves, how someone lives their life should not be considered a rock-solid factor or a basis for who's a wolf and who isn't." Boromir spoke loudly, yet clearly, so everyone could understand and witness what was going on. "Diamond, Menel, you will have to explain yourselves to me if one of you don't want a lynch vote from me."

[JennyHallu]

"It makes no sense to rail at poor Valesse," said Jenny conversationally, making no move to return the funds she had allegedly taken. "She's unconscious."

She wondered vaguely at what kind of mental issues this Valier might have. She'd stolen a few coins hours ago, and no reaction had been made then. Nor had there been, in this fevered and nonsensical diatribe, any mention of any of the scattered conversation that had filled those hours in between. Only random accusations made on the basis of personal standards of beauty and a few coins she must have counted lost anyway. Fleetingly, Jenny also wondered what was the exact meaning of being a successful thief when one was always preternaturally caught.

"Frankly, I must say my greatest suspicions are of Menel and Valier, right now," she admitted. "And mentioning Valier is mostly because she's accused me with even less reason. So has Menel."

[Valier]

I vote for

++Diamond18

Because who drinks water and eats bread when there is pancakes and beer? And who I ask you would be tired after staying up all night? A werewolf. That's who.

[JennyHallu]

After thinking over what she had said, Jenny chose to make a brief revision. "I meant that Diamond is unconscious, not Valesse. Teehee."

[Macalaure]

"I like the two new suspects that have just been brought up." Macalaure said in pondering, "Both Diamond and Valier have not contributed very much to the actual discussion. Both already voted for non-existant reasons. Yet it makes me much more suspicious of Di. I can't imagine both are wolves, because a wolf-on-wolf vote at this point of time would be dangerous. And why would a wolf make a vote for no reason just after Boro told everybody that this is what he will be looking for? As a wolf, I wouldn't."

He breathed deeply, satisfied with his 'profound' 'analysis'.

Then he added, with the tongue in his cheek: "Of course, as an innocent I wouldn't, too, but we're speaking of Valier here. Still, my lore-papyrus tells me to be ever wary of her."

After these words in a sudden the dark Easterling returned in him and with scorn he turned over to Meneltarmacil. "You deem me more suspicious than Boromir? Since when is agreeing to a statement less suspicious than working it out? And did you not see that Nogrod and I cross-er..-spoke? (Probably you didn't, since I didn't add it - my bad) And why do I incriminate myself with my own statements? I only said that I don't say Naria and Lommy are necessarily innocent, and with the best of my knowledge I cannot say any more than that. Your earlier statement was "Lommy suspects Naria for a bad reason. Let's kill Lommy. If she's innocent then let us kill Naria instead." Those are not the same. How exactly should I cover my track with the statement to not yet know? I think I can by now say

++Meneltarmacil

with all good conscience."

[Macalaure]

As his wrath vanished, Macalaure found his own words to have been too harsh. He walked over to Menel and sat beside him, soothingly speaking to him.

"See, Menel, you're not a bad guy. But that thingy you do at night, killing Glirdan and stuff, that's just no good. You're a great pal otherwise. Come on, I'll buy you a pint before we lynch you."

[Volo]

"Yea, it's

++Kath!

That rushing just sounds innocent... But really, it's the way of the beast!"
With that Volo stood up, said "High time to rest, I have to be in good health to run away from werewolves. And to drink beer! Anyone can come to my inn, the cellar is open. Just don't enter my room!" and left the inn.

[Meneltarmacil]

"I agree that my statement may have sounded a bit wolfish, and I would like to clarify something," said Meneltarmacil. "My thoughts were simply that Naria's comment earlier did not appear too suspicious, as more dialogue generally is good for finding wolves and silence does not give us much to go on, regardless of who is silent. Now, while it is true that Naria's comment came early in the Day, her suggestion that we speak more is a good one and carries no apparent malice. Thinlomien appears suspicious to me for her attack on Naria in this case. The problem is that I suggested looking at Naria if Lommy turned out to be innocent, something that I honestly should not have said. I do not think Naria is a threat."

The ranger turned to Nogrod, Macalaure, and Borormir88.

"You three seem to like accusing me of being a wolf as of late, and were fairly quick to post one after the other. Of the three of you, I think it's possible that at least one could be up to no good. Nogrod was the first, and as his suspicions were justifiable (and his mind wasn't exactly working quite right), I'm going to excuse him for now. Between Boromir and Macalaure, I find the latter more likely to be a wolf than the former."

"Macalaure, you appear somewhat suspicious by your own reasoning. You said,

You say "if she turns out to be innocent"? Are you already plotting what to do after her death, even before she collected even one vote? Then you will go after Naria, you say, and expect us to accept this as logic, because it then will used to be the suspicion of a proven innocent. To me, this looks like a wolf laying the tracks to be able to excuse his involvement in the future lynching of no less than two innocents.

, which is somewhat believable, but if so, you incriminate yourself immediately afterward:

I do not say Lommy and Naria are innocent, but Menel's words strike me as very suspicious.

One could say you are trying to cover your tracks with that last statement of yours. If my statement makes me a wolf, your statement does the same for you."

[Volo]

Volo was getting really sad about this, everybody ignored him. "In my days back in Rohan, with my good old inn, when I said something, everyone would listen! And agree!" the small bulky man said rather to himself.

"What is this with accusing Nogrod of werewolvery? No man enjoing life like that can be a werewolf. In Rohan, when I was a young lad there was this older guy, hmm... Ahriw, yea Ahriw his name. Now this guy got really confused at times, but it was the stuff, the stuff he had. Best man I ever knew! I got my Red Bunny through him, now that was something! But then this, this Ahriw, got himself killed. What's the big deal, if someone wants weed, no reason to cut him. He was a bright guy, Ahriw, at times. Not always, but hey, stupidity isn't a problem!"

Volo went to sit beside Nogrod and continued his talk. "And now, what's this? This rushing hobbit-like creature... Kath? Why whould you want to chop a tree down? How can a tree be a werewolf? Like that's... that's... well, you know. This Kath! She just pretends to be innocent. And I bet it's not from the food she eats! Just running through the inn and shouting her hate for a tree. Now that is without reason! Unless, Kath is a werewolf!"

Volo got up and tried to get ale from Wilwa, who refused to give him any, because of his accusations at the door. After shouting something not really understandable, he sat back near Nogrod. "Hey, Noggy, let's go to my inn. You can have as much of booze as you want, for free!" Volo felt happy about a person like this around. Why to take life so seriously? Thinking like this Nogrod is the key to all. Volo was really interested in this weed Nogrod had, something he never got his hands on however hard he tried. He whispered "You may have your stuff in peace there too. I might want to buy some too if this business with werewolves goes too far... I bet we won't live long old pal, we should enjoy our last days as much as we can. And if we do survive through this, I don't think I'll be allowed to sit in my inn any longer. This is just a good dream. Enjoy!"

[Nogrod]

Not surprisingly, Nogrod felt an urgent need to go to the toilet soon enough. After he had drained his pint he soon totally drained himself in the public conveniences.

Splashing fresh water to his face and drinking a lot of it, he was immersed in his thoughts. Pull yourself together man! No time to fly high now. Whatever this is... And he actually managed to pull himself together, at least somewhat. A small wonder perhaps, but still he managed it.

Jah! Now let me see, try to remember what's being said, whaddasit mean? he said inwardly to the mirror image of himself in the toilet. "Oh Yavanna, the goddess of all things growing, the weed especially and all its forms, give me strength to come to my right minds now." he said, now aloud, still watching his own face from the mirror. Then it got back to him, the thought from earlier on the day:

Originally Posted by Nogrod

Jah! Those talkin a lot always slip at some point... those can be handled. But beware of those not saying anything or just going for the nonsense.

After waiting for a second he wiped his face clean and went back to the bar.

"Brothers and sisters, and anyone wishing to buy some weed - I promise it will get you a light sleep tonigth in this hounted place we all are drawn! I want to declare my thoughts this far as I have gotten myself a bit more sober. Man this has been a day!" Nogrod waited for the tumult of the bar to die down before he continued.

"A bit dramatic silence now isn't it? Sorry, this was not so important... but as I have your ears now, so hear my view of the situation." He looked desperately for any untaken pint of ale available but unluckily didn't spot any. Well, you could try it once this way too...

"If nothing drastic happens, I will not be voting for Boromir or Macalaure today. They have dared to make points and discuss them. Maybe they are the baddies, but if they keep on making cases as openly as they have thus far, they will slip at one point or another. Let's not lynch them!" He made a pause.

"I won't be voting for Jenny or Valesse either, even though they have not contributed as much in actual "substance", whattaymean: open points of suspicion, they've talked wisely and carefully - possibly too carefully, I must add the reservation here. But anyhow, I hope we'll see it later. If innocent, they are a great help to us." Finally Nogrod had managed to get to the desk and order the next pint from Wilwa.

"But then comes the hard part... Sorry to steal the word here brothers and sisters, but I'd like to make my thoughts known. It's just so hard to gather the thoughts in any clear order, so excuse me of not laying the following in any basic order of suspicion of mine." He took a fair draught of the ale and concentrated again.

"Okay, dudes, here we go-o!" he said and draw his breath.

"Meneltarmacil here was, and possibly is, my prime suspect, although his last defence sounded at least honest enough. Well a good wolf should sound reliable anyhow.

Lommy I'm still a bit weary about. Alarming signals in the air, I say. But she has some input, unlike some others...

Naria kind of said nothing, as didn't Sleepy, Mr. ranger here. I don't know what to make of them... But surely I would more likely see one of them hanged more than any of the earlier. Theu still have contributed something to our discussion. Same goes to Valier, but my lorebook says that it's pretty useful to have her around on Day3 and so on, so I wouldn't like to vote her off just on basis of this.

But there are worse to come. Four of them.

Kath just popped in and gave a vote, what's wrong with the hobbit? She might have her bussinesses, but still quite hasty I say - and a perfect cover for a wolf...

Diamond, another hobbit acting strangely. Just keeping in the banter mode and throwing lynching ordeals around on the basis of accent and personal habits. Something a wolf would like to do, cleaning the personal record from lynching an innocent...

Gil-Galad, absolutely saying nothing but one-liners and trying to make a presence with three times opening his mouth! My lore-books say he makes only one one-liner on a Day normally. Maybe there is reason for him to try here...

Volo is not giving any contribution either, but for my bussinesses. Okay, he's young and inexperienced in the matters of the world, surely, but still..."

Saying it aside to Volo in whisper: "C'mon, you can buy weed from me here too. How much would you have and what kind? Wait a moment and we'll settle a fair trade here. We just have to settle this here where most of the others are. Maybe you can lure us to your place tomorrow - whichever of us lives by then."

EDIT: X-posted with a few... (bolding "Valier")