Werewolf IIX - Tra la la lally, here down in the Saga, ha ha!

[Lalaith]

Aye, fair words you speak, Boromir, but against this I would say, that I have seen cases in villages stricken by tragedies such as ours, where the innocent said nothing, assuming their innocence would cry out to the heavens, but returned after absence or sleep to find their fellows had bandwaggoned against them and they were doomed.
So I will say this, as a last word before my return later tonight, to those who have voiced suspicions against me: that if I am a wolf I am a very stupid one. At the time I voted, Mithalwen the wolf had six votes against her and Gurthang had three. Any fellow wolf with half a brain-cell would do one of two things. He would either decide Mith was doomed anyway and vote for her himself to divert suspicion, or he would try to save her, or at least make a tie, by voting for Gurthang, the only other possible villager who was at risk of lynching. He would not, as I did, vote for someone completely different who had little or no chance of being lynched.

And I would also say that in our haste to put our own words forward, let us not forget closely to study the words of others.