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Valier · 10-09-2006, 09:45 PM

Valier walked steadily and confidently towards a small group of houses. She carried two large milk jugs upon her withered shoulders as if they weighed nothing. She breathed deeply of the cool, crispy winter air and stepped up to a door that the light inside was still on. *Knock* Knock* The door opens slightly, but whoever answers is unseen. "Oh hello Valier. A little late for a delivery, don't you think?....Valier? Oh dear god!!!! NO!!!!!!!! DARKNESS, DEATH

Valier moves more slowly towards a second house, this body can not take much more... On she goes till she reaches another house with lights alit. *Knock* Knock* The door creaks open. "Well Valier!! What a surprise! Is something wrong?...." Valier reaches once more for her pocket... Dread, fear....DARKNESS,DEATH

It begins to snow harder as the long night moves on. The body is spent. She sits in the ever rising snow and waits. Not long, for up the road comes a trotting of hooves as a carriage nears. It nearly passes her by, but at the last minute it stops and someone jumps out, someone younger and stronger.... "Madame are you alright? Do you need assistance?" The woman whispered something the kind stranger could not hear, so they bent closer. They would never get a chance to rue that moment...... DARKNESS, DEATH

The village grew quiet. The dawn rose with hoarfrost covering everything. The villagers awoke and went about their daily duties, but something was different, something was going to happen, the air was filled with static.

A horrible scream rang out breaking whatever peace there was to be left of the day.
" Valier!!! Oh Valier!!!! What in dear god has happened!???" There sprawled out in the snow lay Valier, her body shrivelled and dry, she looked as if every last bit of life was drained from her body. "What is going on here?" Shrieked Thinlomien, running towards the scream "I cannot see!! Please what has happened to Valier?" " You do not want to know I am sure" remarked Jack the blacksmith. " Something strange is going on here and we need to find out!" Said someone in the back. " My dogs were going nuts last night!" yelled out Volo "Something is here and it means us all harm, No amount of charm will help us get through this. " "That is just crazy talk!! Crazy old Loon!!" Shouted Briseis in disgusted.

Voices grew louder and the tension rose, but this was and is, only the beginning.

Dead villagers

Valier- Milkmaid- Killed by Thing- Mod

Live villagers

Gil-Galad- Friendly neighborhood window cleaner
JennyHallu- Prophetess
Volo- Village loony/Poet
Kitanna- Hermit
Naria- Herbalist
Glirdan- Town musician
Briseis- Seamstress
Rikae- Cheesemaker
Macalaure- Village Doomsayer
Folwren- Jack the Blacksmith
Rune son of Bjarne- Weaver (not the actual one)
Thinlomien- Blind gardener maid
Nogrod- GoatHerder
Meneltarmacil- Former pirate
Eonwe- Miller

Day 1 has now begun. Things stop pming. Day ends at 10:00pm CST (GMT-6) Tomorrow. You may now post on this thread.

Let the paranoia begin.

10-09-2006, 09:45 PM	#7
Valier Twisted Taleswapper Join Date: Dec 2005 Location: somewhere between sanity and insanity Posts: 1,706	Valier walked steadily and confidently towards a small group of houses. She carried two large milk jugs upon her withered shoulders as if they weighed nothing. She breathed deeply of the cool, crispy winter air and stepped up to a door that the light inside was still on. Knock Knock* The door opens slightly, but whoever answers is unseen. "Oh hello Valier. A little late for a delivery, don't you think?....Valier? Oh dear god!!!! NO!!!!!!!! DARKNESS, DEATH Valier moves more slowly towards a second house, this body can not take much more... On she goes till she reaches another house with lights alit. Knock Knock* The door creaks open. "Well Valier!! What a surprise! Is something wrong?...." Valier reaches once more for her pocket... Dread, fear....DARKNESS,DEATH It begins to snow harder as the long night moves on. The body is spent. She sits in the ever rising snow and waits. Not long, for up the road comes a trotting of hooves as a carriage nears. It nearly passes her by, but at the last minute it stops and someone jumps out, someone younger and stronger.... "Madame are you alright? Do you need assistance?" The woman whispered something the kind stranger could not hear, so they bent closer. They would never get a chance to rue that moment...... DARKNESS, DEATH The village grew quiet. The dawn rose with hoarfrost covering everything. The villagers awoke and went about their daily duties, but something was different, something was going to happen, the air was filled with static. A horrible scream rang out breaking whatever peace there was to be left of the day. " Valier!!! Oh Valier!!!! What in dear god has happened!???" There sprawled out in the snow lay Valier, her body shrivelled and dry, she looked as if every last bit of life was drained from her body. "What is going on here?" Shrieked Thinlomien, running towards the scream "I cannot see!! Please what has happened to Valier?" " You do not want to know I am sure" remarked Jack the blacksmith. " Something strange is going on here and we need to find out!" Said someone in the back. " My dogs were going nuts last night!" yelled out Volo "Something is here and it means us all harm, No amount of charm will help us get through this. " "That is just crazy talk!! Crazy old Loon!!" Shouted Briseis in disgusted. Voices grew louder and the tension rose, but this was and is, only the beginning. Dead villagers Valier- Milkmaid- Killed by Thing- Mod Live villagers Gil-Galad- Friendly neighborhood window cleaner JennyHallu- Prophetess Volo- Village loony/Poet Kitanna- Hermit Naria- Herbalist Glirdan- Town musician Briseis- Seamstress Rikae- Cheesemaker Macalaure- Village Doomsayer Folwren- Jack the Blacksmith Rune son of Bjarne- Weaver (not the actual one) Thinlomien- Blind gardener maid Nogrod- GoatHerder Meneltarmacil- Former pirate Eonwe- Miller Day 1 has now begun. Things stop pming. Day ends at 10:00pm CST (GMT-6) Tomorrow. You may now post on this thread. Let the paranoia begin. __________________ grand return?........