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Firefoot · 08-02-2005, 10:59 AM

As was usual, the villagers met outside in the morning, each relieved to still be alive while dreading to find one of their own dead. Today, it was littlemanpoet who had turned up missing. In a routine that was becoming all too familiar, the villagers trudged off to lmp’s house. What cruel and inhuman killing method had the wolves come up with tonight?

LMP did not have a large house, but it was noted in the village for being the only house in the village that had a third story, which lmp had used for his stargazing. It was here that the villagers soon ended up, climbing two sets of rickety wooden stairs and passing two completely unordinary stories.

The third story was a different story, though. Up here, not only had LMP done all of his studying of the heavens, but he had also kept hundreds of books all pertaining to his rather imprecise craft on numerous book shelves. Once there had also been a table and chairs. Now, the place was a mess. LMP was nowhere to be seen, but every single bookshelf had been toppled and books littered the floor in heaps. Many pages had been torn out; some books were missing front or back covers. The only two items in reasonable shape were the table and the telescope on top of it, which was missing only the lenses.

“He’s probably buried in one of these heaps,” moaned one villager. “We’ll never find him.”

But another caught a strange feature of the telescope: it did not point out to the sky through the open window as one might expect; rather, it was aimed downward, toward one of the overturned bookshelves. “I bet he’s under there,” said that villager.

So with a show of combined strength, the villagers moved the heavy bookshelf off the stack and started digging through the books. Soon, they came to a layer that was all pages stuffed around the body of LMP, as a packager might try to protect a fragile item. The pages were especially thick around his head. Hesitantly, they unwrapped LMP and found that his arms and legs had been tied, and that the ropes had been bolted to the floor. LMP could not have escaped if he tried. They also found the missing telescope lenses: they had been stuffed into LMP’s eyes, even though by the time the wolves had gotten that far, they had already figured out that LMP was not the Seer.

“Suffocated,” declared one. The villagers nodded in agreement. Originally, they thought he had been crushed under the bookshelf, but the pages had been too neatly packed.

Sighing with resignation, the villagers headed downstairs and outside. They had a full day’s work ahead of them.

~*~*~*~

Living:

Encai
Eomer
Kath
Lhuna
Mormegil
Oromin
Saurreg
TORE
Wilwarin

Dead:

Firefoot – drowned and burned by werewolves on Night 1
Nilpaurion (Ordinary Villager) – beat piñata style and killed by villagers on Day 1
Fea (Ordinary Villager) – gutted and stuffed by werewolves on Night 2
Oddwen (Ranger) – killed by Nilp’s villager-provoked wolves on Day 2
Durelin (Hunter) – Deadheaded by werewolves on Night 3
TGWBS (Ordinary Villager) - Slain by Hunter on Night 3
Kitanna (Werewolf) – Paralyzed and hung by villagers on Day 3
Dancing Spawn (Ordinary Villager) – Twisted like a pretzel and stuffed in a closet by werewolves on Night 4
Elf-Warrior (Ordinary Villager) – Stabbed through with knives by villagers on Day 4
LMP (Ordinary Villager) – Suffocated by werewolves on Night 5.

Score:

Werewolves – 2
Villagers – 7

It is now Day 5. Werewolves, stop PM’ing; Shirriffs may start.

08-02-2005, 10:59 AM	#16
Firefoot Illusionary Holbytla Join Date: Dec 2003 Posts: 7,547	As was usual, the villagers met outside in the morning, each relieved to still be alive while dreading to find one of their own dead. Today, it was littlemanpoet who had turned up missing. In a routine that was becoming all too familiar, the villagers trudged off to lmp’s house. What cruel and inhuman killing method had the wolves come up with tonight? LMP did not have a large house, but it was noted in the village for being the only house in the village that had a third story, which lmp had used for his stargazing. It was here that the villagers soon ended up, climbing two sets of rickety wooden stairs and passing two completely unordinary stories. The third story was a different story, though. Up here, not only had LMP done all of his studying of the heavens, but he had also kept hundreds of books all pertaining to his rather imprecise craft on numerous book shelves. Once there had also been a table and chairs. Now, the place was a mess. LMP was nowhere to be seen, but every single bookshelf had been toppled and books littered the floor in heaps. Many pages had been torn out; some books were missing front or back covers. The only two items in reasonable shape were the table and the telescope on top of it, which was missing only the lenses. “He’s probably buried in one of these heaps,” moaned one villager. “We’ll never find him.” But another caught a strange feature of the telescope: it did not point out to the sky through the open window as one might expect; rather, it was aimed downward, toward one of the overturned bookshelves. “I bet he’s under there,” said that villager. So with a show of combined strength, the villagers moved the heavy bookshelf off the stack and started digging through the books. Soon, they came to a layer that was all pages stuffed around the body of LMP, as a packager might try to protect a fragile item. The pages were especially thick around his head. Hesitantly, they unwrapped LMP and found that his arms and legs had been tied, and that the ropes had been bolted to the floor. LMP could not have escaped if he tried. They also found the missing telescope lenses: they had been stuffed into LMP’s eyes, even though by the time the wolves had gotten that far, they had already figured out that LMP was not the Seer. “Suffocated,” declared one. The villagers nodded in agreement. Originally, they thought he had been crushed under the bookshelf, but the pages had been too neatly packed. Sighing with resignation, the villagers headed downstairs and outside. They had a full day’s work ahead of them. ~~~~ Living: Encai Eomer Kath Lhuna Mormegil Oromin Saurreg TORE Wilwarin Dead: Firefoot – drowned and burned by werewolves on Night 1 Nilpaurion (Ordinary Villager) – beat piñata style and killed by villagers on Day 1 Fea (Ordinary Villager) – gutted and stuffed by werewolves on Night 2 Oddwen (Ranger) – killed by Nilp’s villager-provoked wolves on Day 2 Durelin (Hunter) – Deadheaded by werewolves on Night 3 TGWBS (Ordinary Villager) - Slain by Hunter on Night 3 Kitanna (Werewolf) – Paralyzed and hung by villagers on Day 3 Dancing Spawn (Ordinary Villager) – Twisted like a pretzel and stuffed in a closet by werewolves on Night 4 Elf-Warrior (Ordinary Villager) – Stabbed through with knives by villagers on Day 4 LMP (Ordinary Villager) – Suffocated by werewolves on Night 5. Score*: Werewolves – 2 Villagers – 7 It is now Day 5. Werewolves, stop PM’ing; Shirriffs may start.