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Holbytlass · 10-07-2005, 05:48 PM

The villagers had watched, mesmerized by the prowess of the small fair-haired maiden fighting for them all against an equally masterful blacksmith. A battle that seemed to last forever but came to an ubrupt end when the blacksmith removed the anchoress' head and his own.

In that instant, they both showed their true colors, Mormegil- a faint etheral glow that transcends time and Abercrombie- a faint evil glint in the eye and a furry face.

"That certainly explains her strength," one commented, "And isn't Morm known to be the best hunter in these parts? His larder is always full of meat. How did we miss that?"

Though the villagers felt guilty about their grave mistake, they bore him in honor also, for his sacrifice in taking down a wolf despite all the harsh words and accusations toward him.

After many hours of celebrating the true hunter's victory, the two remaining wolves snuck out without notice to do a bit of planning for a 'celebration' of their own. They were grateful for the sacrifice of their own wolf for having befuddled the villagers and getting the hunter out of the picture. But now it was time to exact revenge in a most diabolical way imaginable.....

The villagers all lined up in the morning for the head count, another shock, they were all there.

Then a gut-wrenching yell came from one of them. The one was doubled over wrything in pain. The others rushed over and laid the one on their back. A horrible sight played before them, a bubbly, foamy liquid burned its way out of the stomach. With a final yell, the villager was dead.

The rest ran to the one's cabin, on a thorough search, it was finally found, a jug of the finest home-brewed "Mornin' Mash" on the breakfast table with acidic poison in it.

villagers:5
wolves:2

dead
Holby(mod) clawed from wolves night 1
Gil-Galad(Ordinary)shot by firing squad day1
Shelob(ordinary)killed by wolves jack-o-lantern style night2
The Perky Ent(ranger)executed by his sword day2
cursed villager transformed on night3
Eomer of the Rohirrim(wolf)whacked by lumberjack's axe day3
Cailin(seer)drowned bobbing for apples with eyes ripped out night 4
Mormegil(hunter)beheaded by his own ax in a battle to the death day 4
Abercrombie(wolf)beheaded by hunter in a battle to the death day4
SaucepanMan(ordinary)poisoned on night5

living
Formendacil
Wilwarin
Arcticstorm
Alcarillo
Marcolie
Azaelia
Boromir

~sorry for the early start, will still be stopping 8:00 (in 24 hours time)
~wolves stop P.M.

10-07-2005, 05:48 PM	#11
Holbytlass Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: May 2003 Location: The Party Tree Posts: 1,042	The villagers had watched, mesmerized by the prowess of the small fair-haired maiden fighting for them all against an equally masterful blacksmith. A battle that seemed to last forever but came to an ubrupt end when the blacksmith removed the anchoress' head and his own. In that instant, they both showed their true colors, Mormegil- a faint etheral glow that transcends time and Abercrombie- a faint evil glint in the eye and a furry face. "That certainly explains her strength," one commented, "And isn't Morm known to be the best hunter in these parts? His larder is always full of meat. How did we miss that?" Though the villagers felt guilty about their grave mistake, they bore him in honor also, for his sacrifice in taking down a wolf despite all the harsh words and accusations toward him. After many hours of celebrating the true hunter's victory, the two remaining wolves snuck out without notice to do a bit of planning for a 'celebration' of their own. They were grateful for the sacrifice of their own wolf for having befuddled the villagers and getting the hunter out of the picture. But now it was time to exact revenge in a most diabolical way imaginable..... The villagers all lined up in the morning for the head count, another shock, they were all there. Then a gut-wrenching yell came from one of them. The one was doubled over wrything in pain. The others rushed over and laid the one on their back. A horrible sight played before them, a bubbly, foamy liquid burned its way out of the stomach. With a final yell, the villager was dead. The rest ran to the one's cabin, on a thorough search, it was finally found, a jug of the finest home-brewed "Mornin' Mash" on the breakfast table with acidic poison in it. villagers:5 wolves:2 dead Holby(mod) clawed from wolves night 1 Gil-Galad(Ordinary)shot by firing squad day1 Shelob(ordinary)killed by wolves jack-o-lantern style night2 The Perky Ent(ranger)executed by his sword day2 cursed villager transformed on night3 Eomer of the Rohirrim(wolf)whacked by lumberjack's axe day3 Cailin(seer)drowned bobbing for apples with eyes ripped out night 4 Mormegil(hunter)beheaded by his own ax in a battle to the death day 4 Abercrombie(wolf)beheaded by hunter in a battle to the death day4 SaucepanMan(ordinary)poisoned on night5 living Formendacil Wilwarin Arcticstorm Alcarillo Marcolie Azaelia Boromir ~sorry for the early start, will still be stopping 8:00 (in 24 hours time) ~wolves stop P.M. __________________ Holby is an actual flesh-and-blood person, right? Not, say a sock-puppet of Nilp’s, by any chance? ~Nerwen, WWCIII