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++Guard Nogrod
Trust him more than anyone else at this point, or maybe just have a more solid read on/ability to read than the rest.
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Flame Imperishable
Join Date: Dec 2007
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Deadline. Stop posting.
Wilwarin is dead. Nogrod will be Night Guarded. Nessa will be modfired in the Night.
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Day 5
The people were beginning to lose their original enthusiasm for finding and killing the wolves. Not everyone present spoke ore voted that Day.
It was only Nienna who spoke a lot that Day, and she recalled everything that was said by those that she found suspicious. Everyone chose who they thought was suspicious, but suddenly, at the end of the day, Brinniel cried out "Let's kill Wilwa!" "Yes!" shouted Nienna. "I agree" assented Nogrod. And soon it was decided that Wilwarin would be the one to be killed. "Let's use the gallows!" announced Eönwë. "We haven't had a good hanging in over half a week." And so the village decided that a hanging was the best option, and took Wilwa to the gallows. But as the executioner put the noose around her neck, she shouted, "No! No! Stop this! I'm your hunter! I'm the only one who has a chance of catching your wolves." She took out a bow. It was made of a strange wood that none of the village had ever seen, and shimmered in the evening light. "This bow was given to me by Formendacil the Brave. In secret, he spent many years teaching me how to hunt evil beasts, knowing that we would need someone possessing this knowledge in the future of the village." She took out an arrow from a seemingly concealed quiver. "I have chosen who I believe to be the wolf. I am correct then this will plunge straight into their heart and kill them instantly. She fitted the arrow onto the string, and drew the string back as far as she could. She aimed her bow, was ready. She released the bow, and the arrow sped forwards at an impossible speed. But it stopped at two arm's lengths away, and caught fire. Within seconds, it had turned to ashes, which fell to the ground. "I was wrong this time, but please give me another chance! I will be able to find the real wolves in no time, now that there are less of us here. Please let me have my freedom!" pleaded Wilwarin the Hunter. "Let her have it!" shouted Eönwë The executioner removed the support. Wilwa's eyes opened in shock and panic. Luckily for her, this one was quick, and she immediately slumped forwards, limp and lifeless. "Nooo!" cried Eönwë. "I meant for you to give her her freedom, not kill her! How could you!" Most of the watching villagers suddenly took a step back, aghast at what had just happened. Wilwa's great bow fell from her lifeless hands, and clattered on the floor. It was examined, and was indeed made of some wood unknown to those parts. It had, inscribed upon it, many strange letters and symbols that none could understand. It was indeed a magical bow. They had just killed their hunter, and to no avail. Now the guards took their place outside the house of Boro, waiting for the night to come. Living: A Little Green- the village butcher Boromir88- the village pig farmer Brinniel- the village witch McCaber- chief (only) miner, head of miners' guild Nessa Telrunya- the village seamstress Nienna- the village potter Nilpaurion Felagund- the village fool Nogrod- the retired bourgeois Pitchwife- the village mason satansaloser2005- The village librarian (Mistress of the books) The Dead Kitanna- the village hermit - Seer Mnemosyne- the village coquette - Innocent Legate of Amon Lanc- the village broker - Innocent Thinlómien- the village chief gardener - Innocent Inziladun- the village brewer - Wolf alonariel- the village blacksmith - Innocent (modfired) Hakon- the village innkeeper - Innocent Shastanis Althreduin- the village apothecary - Innocent (modfired) Nerwen- a wandering minstrel - Innocent wilwarin538- the village barmaid - Hunter
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Night 6
'Twas a dark night in Upper Downsbury. Eönwë was filled with restlessness, and could not sleep for the entire night. He sensed that something bad was about to happen.
Three silent shadows swept across the deserted streets of the village. The people of the village had switched their lights off, and darkness reigned supreme. It was a starless night, and if any villager had been outside, they would have been able to see nothing, save for a blacker heart of darkness within the darkness. With each day they grew stronger, and the dread that had on the first night only enveloped them now grew and lay upon the entire village like a shroud of death. As well as their power, their confidence had also grown. Whereas before they had crept in the shadows and the corners, now the strolled down the streets, back straight and shoulders and head held high in foul grimaces. It was a cold night, and their breath steamed, but it was barely visible in the darkness. They walked on, their feet leaving no imprint upon the ground. The only thing that a human observer would have seen would have been the red eyes that burned with the hatred of the fires of Angband. But any who would have beheld them would have been filled with an uncontrollable terror for the short time that marked the end of their lives. The large torches that served as street lights at night extinguished themselves as the Werewolves walked past. They were almost in control now, it would only take two more days, and they would overrun the village and its inhabitants, raze its buildings and tear the inhabitants to pieces. And then the reason for the starless night became clear. A flash of lightning in the distance pierced the night. They reached the house of their choice. This was the most luxurious house in the small village, almost twice as large as any other. As they reached forward to open the door, it was opened before them, and in front of them stood a man, clothed in fine armour, sword in hand. Nogrod looked at them fiercely. "You will not kill me, as you have done to the others!" he declared defiantly. Lightning flashed again, this time nearer, and the thunder came, a deep rumble. A strange sound was released by the wolves, a terrible sound, which Nogrod could only assume was laughing. He stood, bolder than ever, staring the evil right in the face. He would not falter. And then one of the wolves stepped forward. It brought its head down to Nogrod's height, and let out a roar. This was no ordinary roar. The roar could be heard across the entire village, waking up most people. A baby could be heard crying the distance. The sheer power of the roar, with the wolf's thick saliva dripping through its teeth, almost knocked Nogrod off his feet, and forced him to take a step back, his head pounding, his ears deaf. But the wolf spoke straight into his mind. Now, old man, you will taste the bitterness of death. "I will not be killed in this way" bellowed Nogrod. Lightning split the sky, directly above them this time. The thunder cracked like the whip of Morgoth and the landscape was lit in the blazing light for an instant. But Nogrod's valiant efforts were in vain. The wolf stepped forwards and bit upon Nogrod's helmet. The teeth punctured and bend the metal as if it were clay. Nogrod stood no chance against such an evil. The creature of darkness bit hard, and ripped Nogrod's head from its body. The body was eaten, but the head kept for a very special purpose. And then the rain started, heavier than had ever been seen before in that land, streaming down in torrents, going down from the rooftops onto the streets, and washing away the blood from Nogrod's doorstep. --- The Werewolves walked back together. The rain had abated slightly, but the icy droplets still fell. But the wolves didn't care. They had just destroyed one of their greatest enemies, and knew that they were in a good position. As they passed a house, they saw Nessa walk out of her door, and plunge a long dagger into herself. "See, they're doing our job for us," said one of the wolves. The two others chuckled hellishly, and feasted upon her flesh. --- Morning broke upon the village, and a bloody sunrise greeted the townspeople. The air was fresh and clean, yet it could be told that foul deeds had been committed that night. And as the villagers assembled in the square, the extent of the night's evil became clear. Standing in the centre of the village square, was the severed head of Nogrod, cloven from its body. The blood had been mixed with the rain, and there was a large reddish-puddle around it. This was the grisly scene that all who assembled that morning beheld. Eönwë addressed the village. "So, we have lost Nogrod," he said solemnly. The people nodded, trying hard, but failing to ignore the terrible sight in front of them. "And I see also that Nessa is missing. This is terrible news, terrible news indeed." The people looked at their mayor, waiting to see the cause of his despair. "This means that we only outnumber the beasts by two." The crowd gasped in realisation. "What it means for us is that we must catch a wolf today, or we are all going to die." A mass-panic hit the village. People were shouting and screaming. Eönwë called for quiet. "Silence! Silence!" he said. "We must have peace today. For today we shall make the most important decision of our lives." And so the discussion began. Living: A Little Green- the village butcher Boromir88- the village pig farmer Brinniel- the village witch McCaber- chief (only) miner, head of miners' guild Nienna- the village potter Nilpaurion Felagund- the village fool Pitchwife- the village mason satansaloser2005- The village librarian (Mistress of the books) The Dead Kitanna- the village hermit - Seer Mnemosyne- the village coquette - Innocent Legate of Amon Lanc- the village broker - Innocent Thinlómien- the village chief gardener - Innocent Inziladun- the village brewer - Wolf alonariel- the village blacksmith - Innocent (modfired) Hakon- the village innkeeper - Innocent Shastanis Althreduin- the village apothecary - Innocent (modfired) Nerwen- a wandering minstrel - Innocent wilwarin538- the village barmaid - Hunter Nessa Telrunya- the village seamstress - Innocent (modfired) Nogrod- the retired bourgeois - Innocent
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*Bangs head against wall*
I take full responsibility for Wilwa's death. I'm terribly sorry... I was worried about another Hakon-like lynch with McCaber and Brinn and Boro had made some good points against Wilwa... I totally second guessed myself and that sucks. A Little Green Boromir88 Brinniel McCaber Nienna Nilpaurion Felagund Pitchwife satansaloser2005 In this list are 3 wolves. We need to lynch one today or we are pretty much doomed. I'm thinking there is a wolf in either McCaber or Pitchwife and the other two between Nilp, Greenie, and Brinn. *Wonders if there will be people posting today* I'm also thinking of taking the I will lynch-vote you if you have less than 10 posts today because it is crucial to have everyone making a contribution so the wolves can slip and so that the innocents can work together. If you aren't contributing (unless you have serious RL issues) then you don't deserve your win. [/emo-rant]
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Nienna now you know why I backed away wilwa.
I read this post as a hint to some sort of giftedness, and tried to back off without making it look too suspicious, or apparent that I thought she was a gifted. The wilwa lynch had to be wolf driven, and good news is tomorrow I have absolutely nothing to do (besides work for a few hours in the morning). So, after the start of the NFL season today, I shall return.
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Urgh, this is really frustrating. I'm feeling quite stunned as I was so sure this time wilwa was a baddie and now I find I was wrong...gah, I'm very confused now. Obviously I need to go back and re-examine everyone; toDay we can't take anything for granted.
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All right, the more I read the post I mentioned, the more I believe wilwa tried to hunt McCaber. So most likely I'll not vote for him toDAY.
And the more I read yesterday's posts the more Nienna becomes suspicious to me. Quote:
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Why kill Nogrod, though? Nog's a part of that sudden bandwaggon, and would therefore be suspicious the next DAY . . . (Come to think of it, 'twas Nienna who first pointed out that the Guard tally was miscounted--the Night Guard shifted from Nogrod to Boro, who would have been a better kill candidate in this scenario. Why, though? It would have been better if they did not point it out . . . Blast, I've just created reasonable doubt in my own case. Perhaps it would have been noticed by someone else, anyway, and pointing it out herself helps her cover. Perhaps killing Nogrod would have helped make her (them if Brinniel and/or Sally's part of the pack) look innocent in a roundabout way. A bluff to the effect of, 'See? Nogrod who voted for wilwa is innocent. The whole thing's an innocent mistake.' But . . . I dunno. )Quote:
All in all, perhaps this was all a slip from Nienna's otherwise perfect Werewolf performance, probably induced by their proximity to a victory. But that thing with the Night Guard tally error and the NIGHT kill . . . *sigh* Does not compute.
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Though I would love to have a perfect ww performance it is not at all true. As an ordo my last minute jump onto Wilwa was terrible and I know that. This is not at all how I act as a wolf and after the last game where I won as a wolf I think I'd stay with what seems to be working.
Right before deadline yesterday I was frustrated and confused and was basically like "whatever something needs to happen" and I didn't want to be part of the Hakon-like McCaber lynch... though maybe it would have been better because then we would still have our Hunter. Greenie is worrying me the most today. I'll go through some of her posts as well as some of Sally's though I'm pretty sure Sally is an innocent.
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Join Date: Nov 2007
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I just had a discouraging thought. If an innocent votes for another ordinary villager, the game is lost. So it could be over already, depending on the alignments of sally and I. Rather a disturbing thing to wake up to, no? Anyway, I'm back.
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