Werewolf Four and Thirty: Bloodbath in the Anduin Vale

[The Sixth Wizard]

Haha! We winssss!!!! We always winsss!!!

++Volo

Farewell innocents! Prepare to die!

[Volo]

Well, this didn't go like in my dream as it was Morm who was the Wolf there, but at least I can be happy for being right in the end.

Tough game and, huh, it was more than close to victory!

Congratulations to so many, especially the Wolves! And of the Wolves especially to Aganzir, who was a big surprise!

Of course Boro has earned our warmest thanks, killing Wolves equal to the number of Wolves in basic games. Good work there!

SPM, SPM, SPM... Now this was the most confusing game ever, and the most theory-filled too, and not only from me (though I'm still confused how I could post so much )! Well, thank you and could you please end the game!


I hope Asfaras of Itgets from the race of Vehade will have a proper funeral!

[Mithalwen]

While I too am curious - I think it would be courteous not to pre-empt the moderator.

[mormegil]

I'm sorry. I'm very disappointed in myself after this game.

[Volo]

Originally Posted by mormegil

I'm sorry. I'm very disappointed in myself after this game.

Hey comeon. Don't blame yourself. Better next time, I don't think what happened is very strange. After all, I had all of the element of being a possible Wolf myself (well, maybe except asking Boro to kill Nogrod).

[The Saucepan Man]

Of the twenty delegates who had arrived in Woodgard some five Days previously, only four remained. It did not take them long to decide that the time had come for Volo to die. Being very hairy and hailing from as far as it gets, he had to be a Wolf, surely.

“Actually,” piped up Volo. “I am a Hunter and I get to choose one of you to die with me.”

“Really?” said The Sixth Wizard, uneasily.

“Yes, really,” insisted Volo.

“Go on then,” said mormegil.

“Er, actually I was lying,” said Volo. “But come on, admit it. I had you fooled, didn’t I?”

But he was met only by the grim faces of mormegil and The Sixth Wizard, as they advanced menacingly towards him. Seeing no other way out, Volo spun and raced off, heading for the woods. The remaining delegates set off in hot pursuit, but Volo was fast and quickly opened up a substantial lead over them.

“Hee hee,” he giggled hysterically, as he dived into the undergrowth. “You can’t catch me … Erk!”

Volo’s head jerked suddenly back as his lengthy beard caught on a jagged branch. Drawing his knife, he raised his hand to free himself, but the prodigious hairs on his arm were snared by yet more thorny outgrowths. Twisting his head round, he found that his shoulder length hair too had become entangled in the undergrowth. Starting to panic, he scrabbled to free himself but, the more struggled, the more he found himself caught up in the dark, twisted shrubbery.

In no time, his pursuers were upon him and, without hesitation, mormegil thrust a spear into his belly. As Volo opened his mouth to cry out, he found himself gurgling and spluttering blood. The Sixth Wizard had circled round behind him and, taking Volo's knife from his trapped hand, had slit his throat with it.

Mormegil waited, anticipating a dreadful transformation to come over Volo. But the hairy delegate from as far as it gets merely slumped forward lifelessly, hopelessly ensnared in the undergrowth. Looking up, mormegil’s heart sank, as he caught sight of The Sixth Wizard grinning evilly at him and licking the blood from Volo’s blade.

“Looks like it’s down to you and me, Gil,” muttered mormegil grimly, turning to his companion.

But Gil-Galad remained silent, rooted to the spot and struck dumb with fear.

“That figures …” said mormegil, just before the enormous Wolf that had been The Sixth Wizard only moments before sprang at him and pinned him to the ground. Mormegil attempted to draw his great black sword, but it was to no avail as the Wolf’s fearsome black fangs ripped great chunks of flesh from him.

“Help!” cried Gil, finally finding his voice. The Wolf turned from his feast and leered at him, blood dripping from his jaws.

In moments, it was all over. Woodgard was deserted once more, save for a lone black Wolf. Throwing his massive head back and baring his cruel black fangs, The Sixth Wizard howled in victory, before bounding off into the woods to wreak havoc on the defenceless Woodsman villages.

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“Rats!” muttered Radagast. “Now I suppose it will be written of me that I failed in my mission. Who’d be an Istar, eh?”

Game over!

Thief loses!
Priestess of Sauron loses!
Village loses!
Red Claw Werewolves lose!
Black Fang Werewolves win!

[The Saucepan Man]

Congratulations to Meneltarmacil, Nogrod and The Sixth Wizard, collectively known as the Black Fang Gang (though even they didn't know that).

Commiserations to the others.

Please use this thread, rather than the Admin thread, for all post-game discussion, so as to keep it all in one place.

Any further comment from me will have to wait, as I must get back to work and all my notes are on my PC at home anyway. But I'll be happy to answer any questions (and I am sure that there are some ) later.

[Volo]

I'll reveal what I learnt from Aganzir after being lynched:

The Lady team's (Aganzir, Izzie, Mith) kills were Rune, Rikae and tgwbs.
The Gentleman team's (Menel, Nogrod, Sixth) kills were Durelin, Legate, Fea, Aganzir (who was also killed by Boro during the same Night) and Boro.

The two teams couldn't have a united victory (right?).

And that makes me wander about the kills chosen... I mean Rikae and Legate go wrong way round.

Do tell us what you thought, dear Wolves.

And what are the thief and priestess anyway??

[Legate of Amon Lanc]

WOW! Now that was great!

I must say, this is the first game which, even though I died early on, I just couldn't stop reading. Once again congrats to the victorious wolves' team (especially Six, who was probably the only one of the wolves whom I haven't suspected even at the time when I was still alive!). Thanks to sir Esspiem for the possibility of playing this game, and thanks to all you fellow players who made this game interesting for me, even though I didn't live too long. I am really ashamed that I didn't help more to the innocents

If anyone is interested in my dreams, though, my first Day's dream was indeed Rikae, and I chose her because there was a big question mark hanging above her in my view, and I was fairly suspicious about Isabell and Nogrod, but I knew people were looking at them and I thought that matters may turn against them the next Day, in which case I'd not hesitate to vote them, even if they turned out to be innocent. So I chose to probe the "unknown waters" instead of checking my suspects who could end dead whether I wanted it or not, and tried Rikae, who came out as innocent.
The other Night, my last dream which you didn't even know of, was tgwbs. The same reasons as Rikae, now also with the fact in mind that I wanted to choose a person who is not likely to be targeted by the Wolves not the Bear (or a good Assassin, with the information I had back then), so Nogrod and Isabell were definitely not worth it. The other person I pondered was Boro, but I was fairly sure that he is innocent, so I didn't want to waste my dream and rather probe someone I had no clue of. Point of this game? I must learn somewhere to trust myself more and not to abandon my original ideas, because they mainly turn out to be true. The people I thought wolfy were as I said Isabell and Nogrod, and in the "second line" (meaning if the first two were elliminated, I'd focus on these) were Mith and Aganzir. You can imagine how I looked when I read the narrations.

So in the end, some things are finally answered - so it means that every wolf team had its own kill at night, and when last of the one team died, there was just kill from Nogrod&Six, right? In this case, I'd like to ask now which team had the idea to kill me and why they did it. (because I was too seemingly innocent to everyone?)
The teams also didn't know of each other's existence until a wolf from the other team died, right?

And while I'm at the question, what the heck Thief's mission/abilities were? Though she didn't live much long, from the end note it looks like she's been there for herself. Was her goal just to survive or something else? Durelin?

All in all - considering the game itself, from my point of view one of the most interesting games I saw, and I really pity not staying alive for longer. Technically, very well done game, despite the massive number of wolves, because it was I think well designed - after all, this was called a "bloodbath" (and indeed it was!), but in total it was well balanced (the sign be for example that there was only one wolf in the end).

EDIT: x-ed with Volo&Morm. A-ha! So it was you guys who killed me. What was the reason, then?

[mormegil]

Yes, the first day I hadn't even realized the game started. I had been to busy to follow the admin thread closely and didn't realize I want' to get a PM if I was an ordo. I was expecting that to know when to begin. Sorry about that and Volo sorry about not trusting my instincts....the one time they were right this game I didn't listen.