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Old 12-26-2007, 04:00 PM   #11
Feanor of the Peredhil
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Of the many laws which govern Middle Earth, some are taken quite for granted. And so it was that the sun which should have risen in the East the next morning caused quite a stir amongst the early risers by appearing just over the northern-most point of the island and calmly striding its slow way low around the horizon, a mere dull glow in the heavy fog.

Perhaps an hour after dawn, as the sun shone from a point which seemed to be a bit west to the west of north, a voice seemed carried to them by the wind, a voice of great beauty and power, of hope and wisdom.

"My children, do not fear, for triumph shall be yours, and you shall be glorified in my name!”

And the villagers cried out with laughter, brave and sure, though three were filled with great terror.

And another voice broke forth from every direction, crashing upon them violently, silencing the first, and cried “Begone, for your power is as nothing compared to mine! Begone, for my three shall destroy you and yours. Spirit, flee at my command, for this village is mine!”

With this, the fog seemed to recede from the shoreline and the villagers gasped as the rent and drained body of Shasta was revealed laying mangled in the gentle wash of waves. His face was pale, serene in his death, though many claw marks had cut his skin, and many plants of the water had tangled themselves through his hair and around his throat.

The first voice cried to the village, "Maintain hope and dread nothing!"

Yet the other voice returned, drowning the other, and said, "My three, together we shall rid this island of the undeserving who walk upon it."

And laughter echoed, causing the island to tremble, and the voice from afar was silenced, and the fog returned, and the village began to speak.

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Living-
Aganzir- hangwoman
Azaelia of Willowbottom- apprentice to Rikae
Boromir88- assistant to the apprentice to Rikae
Eomer of the Rohirrim- gravedigger
Farael- conspiracy theorist
Isabellkya- hen
Kath- milliner
Legate of Amon Lanc- lamp-maker/fiddler
Macalaure- jailer
mormegil- woodsman/carpenter
Nerwen- miller
Rikae- midwife/wise-woman
The Might- shephard
The Saucepan Man- traveling tinker
Valier- basket weaver

Dead-
Nogrod, reticent lumberjack- Day 1 lynch victim (WEREWOLF)
Shastanis Althreduin- herbalist- Night 2 wolf slaughter (VILLAGER)

IT IS DAY 2. YOU MAY POST.
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