WWJ XI: When World's Collide

[Glirdan]

Okay, added all the info. Thanks for joining!!

[Gurthang]

Well, you can sign me up for now. I might have to pull out depending on when we actually get started. But I'll be the following:

Gender: Male
Race: Easterling
Occupation: Traveling Mercenary
Location: Sea of Rhun
Age: 3rd

[Nogrod]

I'm ready to be counted in too, without the question mark.

But if you Glirdy are missing a few players and Sleepy seems to be missing even more, couldn't you two just combine your effort?

As it seems, there is no great rush to WW-games right now, so why not to combine the games and get started in a week or two?

Maybe taking the basic-structure of your game (more people involved) and adding the minor chance of a villager surviving the attack (as was the new idea of Sleepy), or something?

So here we go:

Gender: male
Race: southron
Occupation: weed-dealer
Location: Harondor, lots south of Umbar
Age: the 3rd.

[Meneltarmacil]

Actually, what Nogrod proposes seems like a good idea to me. If we merge the two games and add Sleepy's players to Glirdan's, we should have enough to start a decent game as it is. If that doesn't work out and Sleepy's game doesn't make it off the ground, though, I'll be signing up here.

[Diamond18]

Sleepy has a definite theme for his, though, with the battle of the bands, which will conflict with Glirdan's theme and I don't see why the two games have to be combined thus forcing him to forego the kind of game he was planning -- they weren't going to be played at the same time anyway, according to both mods.

All bow before the convoluted run on sentence! Sheesh. What I meant was that I'd hold off to see what Sleepy and Glirdan say before combining their games for them. I'm signed up for both games with the understanding that whichever one starts first the other will happen after it's over.

[Sleepy Ranger]

Though I'm against the idea I won't object if Glirdan says he wants to.
Ahem, anyway my character-

Gender: male
Race: Arnorian
Occupation: TBA
Location: Arnor
Age: the 3rd.

[Thinlómien]

May I sign in this late?

Expecting the answer to be yes, I say:

Gender: Female
Race: Sindarin elf
Occupation: Stablehand
Location: Doriath
Age: The First

edit: And no retractables in my opinion, please.

[Meneltarmacil]

Okay, I will be signing up for this game.
Race: Human (Dunedain)
Gender: Male
Age: Early Fourth Age (not long after LOTR)
Occupation: Ranger of the North
Location: Hills of Evendim

[Roa_Aoife]

I had forgotten that I signed up for this. Sorry, Glirdan, but I'm not going to be able to make it this time.

[Nogrod]

Sorry. I Intended not to break anything but just to come up with an idea that would give us a game that could start. And it seems qiote possible now if I'm not wrong here.

If we go on with Glirdy's WWJ-game here the next WW-game should surely stay Sleepy's ground. And as it has enough players it will go on then. My idea of combining the parts of both games was just a suggestion. As I have now looked back for the plans I see that Di is right. These are not easily melted-together...

Anyhow, it would be nice to have a game, of anykind...

[Diamond18]

Nogrod's a weed-dealer?

*dies laughing*

[Thinlómien]

I'm not sure I can play. I have been having problems with the net access lately, and unless it get fixed I can't play...

[Glirdan]

Well Lommy, I do hope you get that problem fixed. But does this mean the same for Nogrod?

[Glirdan]

Everyone in the village woke up and arose off the cold hard ground, not know what happened or where they were. Then they looked at each other and started asking questions all at once.

"Where are we?" Diamond, the Hobbit ascetic from Long Cleave asked.

"What are you?" shrilled Valesse, the Entwife Apple Fritter from the Mouth of Anduin.

"We are Hobbits," answered Kath, the Hobbit Food Taster from Hobbiton.

"Okay, but again, where are we?" demanded Naria, the Haradrim Warrior from Harad.

"I don't know, but I smell death!" Boromir, the searcher of Death/Plague from Dale stated delightedly.

"Okay dude, you need to stay away from me!" Nogrod, the Weed-Dealer from Harondor yelled in panic.

"And you need to calm down," stated Sleepy Ranger, the exiled Ranger from Arnor.

Just then, two figures stepped into the middle of the crowd. Everyone fell instantly to scilence. There was an aura about them that made the still air tingle with excitement.

Then, Thinlomien, the stablehand from Doriath stepped forward. "My bretheren! What are we doing here?"

The female Elf answered, her dark hair glistening in the sunlight. "All in good time, my dear friend. You have all had a wearisome journey full of wonderful dreams, or horrible nightmares. I am Wilwarin, but you may call me Wilwa for short. And this is my friend Glirdan, or Glirdy for short. Now, please, keep your questions for the end while Glirdan explains what you are doing here, and most importantly, what here is."

"Thank you my friend, thank you indeed. Now, where to begin," he said, thinking deeply.

It was then that Gil-Galad, the Crazy Chef from the Glittering Caves steeped forth and cried, "How about from the beginning!"

Glirdan looked at the Dwarf, who quailed in fright at the look that was give to him. "Hmmm, I suppose you thought that funny. Well, I do see the humour in it, but there is nothing humourous for the position you are all in. For there are three Werewolves amongst you," he said sorrowfully. At the word Werewolves, a tremor ran through the circle.

JennyHallu, the charming, attractive and terribly successful theif from Minas Tirith steppe forward. "Did I hear you correctly? Did you say Werewolves?"

"Yes milady, I did." Another tremor ran through the circle.

"Then what must we do to be rid of them?" asked Valier, a storyteller from the banks (or somewhere nearby) of the River Ringlo.

"You must force them out of hiding and lynch them. But do not worry, there are two amongst you who can aid you. You have a Seer and Ranger amongst you."

"And who would they bey?" demanded Meneltarmacil, the Ranger from the North from the Hills of Evendim. "For I am a Ranger and so is Sleepy over there by the looks of things."

"Yes, but this Ranger is unique. You will know who it is later on possibly."

Then he looked around the circle and smiled. "Do not worry. I sense the courage in you and I can feel your exhilaration at this wonderful opportunity. You're all warriors deep down. You just need to find a way to release it."

"Now, this is how the village works. To my right is the Inn Volo and opposite is that of my dear friend Wilwa." at that, Volo, the bad Innkeeper from Rohan, eminated anger but remained quiet. "There are houses around the square, each with your name upon it where you will find your belongings. Where we are is the Town Square. The restaurant is attached to Gil's house in the front (where you sleep is in the back) and a stable full of horses behind Thinlomien's. So, as you see, everything is set for you to continue the way you would live normally. Now get to your houses, for here in the Realm of Immagination, time does not exist!" And with that final cry, the sky darkened and stars began to appear. When they looked back, Wilwa and Glirdan had disappeared.

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Player's list:

Valesse - f - Apple Fritterer - Mouth of the Anduin - Race: Enwife - First Age
Gil - m - Crazy Chef - Glittering Caves - Race: Dwarfs - Fourth Age
Valier - f - storyteller - Near the banks of the river Ringlo - Race: Men - Third Age?
Naria - f - Haradrim warrior - Harad - Race: Men - Third Age?
Diamond - f - ascetic - Long Cleeve - Race: Hobbits - Third Age
JennyHallu - f - charming, attractive and terribly successful thief - Minas Tirith - Race: Men - Third Age
Nogrod - m - Weed-dealer - Hardondor, south of Umbar - Race: Southron Man - Third Age
Boro - m - a searcher of Death/Plague - Dale - Race: Men - Third Age
Sleepy Ranger - m - Exiled Ranger - Arnor - Race: Dunedain - Third Age
Lommy - f - Stablehand - Race: Sindarin Elf - Doriath - First Age
Menel - m - Ranger of the North - Race Dunedain - Hills of Evendim - Fourth Age
Macalaure - m - Wainrider - Eastern Middle Earth - Easterling - Third Age
Volo - m - Bad Innkeeper - Rohan - Race: Men - Third Age
Kath - f - Food Taster - Hobbiton - Race: Hobbits - Third Age


Okay, Rules reminder.

~ Posts must be RP formatted
~ No Double or Mass Lynchings
~ No Retractable Votes
~ You will be killed off if you do not vote or post for two consecutive Days
~ Wilwa cannot be killed!!

Now, Wolves may start PMing and Seer can PM me his/her choice for dream. Ranger does nothing for tonight. Day 1 will commence tomorrow at 6 pm (or around there) Eastern Time.

[Glirdan]

Glirdan paced back and forth through his house restlessly, wondering when they would arrive. It was nearly dawn. "They should have come by now," he thought imaptiently.

Just then, a creak outside his door told him that they were finally here. "Never mind breaking down the door, come in already!" he shouted.

The door opened with a bang and in stepped three gigantic monsters. "Well, it took you long enough!!" Glirdan cried impatiently. The Wolves looked at him, completely bewildered. "This type of thing has happened before. Your first kill is predictable," he explained. "Now would you get on with it? And make it quick."

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The rest of the village awoke, refresh but just as confused. They all congregated in the village square.

"Where's that Glirdan guy!" Nogrod shouted. "I want to know more about why we're here!" There was an uproar of agreement.

Jus then, Wilwa came flying into the square, tears running quickly down her cheeks. "He-he's dead!!" she creid and she fell in a faint.

Lommy ran over to check on her before rushing off to the house from whence she came. There, they met a ghastly site. The door had been banged open and in the doorway the mauled body of Glirdan hung. There were deep gashes across his chest and face. The villagers ran away in fright and disgust. Everyone, that is except Boromir.

"I knew I sensed death," he said grimly before turning away.

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Dead

Glirdan (mod) - Mauled to death on Day 1

Alive

Valesse
Gil
Valier
Naria
Diamond
JennyHallu
Nogrod
Boro
Sleepy Ranger
Lommy
Menel
Macalaure
Volo
Kath

Werewolves may continue to PM until 6pm Eastern Time. Nobody is allowed to post until that time. Either myself or Wilwa will come tell you to begin posting. If neither of us do by then, please feel free to start posting. Thank you.

[wilwarin538]

Day 1 has now begun, you may now start posting.