As a new day dawns over the sleepy town of [still under vote]. You all awake to a ruckus in the town square. You come out to find two mutilated corpses, after some consideration you think they might be a llama and Alarra.
It looks like it may have been those wolves you'd heard had been terrorizing the next town over.
Alright...time for a new round of werewolf. The rules are as follows:
Day:
Each day the folk of the village band together to lynch whoever they believe to be a werewolf.
Accusations are in red, like so: *Alarra points at Atreyu the masked llama.
You must vote every other day in order to not be kicked from the game for inactivity. You will be warned via pm if you are on the verge of being kicked out.
Days last for 48 hours.
At the end of the 48 hours, whoever has the most accusations, assuming that person has gotten the votes of more than 25% of the live population, is lynched.
The day may end early, if someone receives accusations from more than 50% of the live population.
Night:
Each night the wolves get to kill a villager. PM this kill to both narrators.
If you have a special role which involves a power, you PM this to both narrators during this time as well.
If you do not use your power during a night, you lose it for that night.
Night lasts 24 hours.
Wolves win when they have lowered the number of villagers to be equal with the wolves.
Villagers win when they have eliminated all the wolves.
Once you die, you are more than happy to haunt the village, but please refrain from sharing information about the game.
Everyone has received a pm and they are each different, so don't try that sneaky cheating stuff from games past.
Dead: Malmagor Andrigal (villager, lynched day 1)
Bookman (villager, killed night 1)
Korith (villager, killed night 1)
Lord Iames (villager, lynched day 2)
Fenir (villager, lynched - inactivity, day 2)
Faulkner Asiniti (villager, killed night 2)
TheChris (villager, killed night 2)
B-Man (werewolf, lover, lynched day 3)
Kantur (villager, lover, suicide day 3)
Lucky (villager, killed night 3)
Raistlin (fool, killed night 3)
The Rabid Walnut (villager, lynched day 4)
GnomeBarbarian (villager, killed night 4)
Tormskull (brown wolf, lynched day 5)
Vael (villager, lynched - inactivity, day 5)
Dispozition (werewolf, killed, night 5)
Deckmaster (werewolf, lynched, day 6)
Cult of the Raven (villager, killed, night 6)
Altharis (villager, lynched day 7)
Weebl (werewolf, killed night 7)
Krusk (villager, lynched day 8)
Ceika (villager, killed night 8)
Lord Fullbladder (werewolf, devil, lynched day 9)
Trog (villger, killed night 9)
El Jaspero (villger, killed night 9)
Eldritch Knight (werewolf, lynched day 10)
Ms Elaneous (seer, killed night 10)
Veecher (villager, lynched day 11)
Sehlrac (villager, lynched day 12)
Moon Called (villager, lynched - inactivity, day 12)
Joosbawx (illusionist, lynched - inactivity, day 12)
Kyrian (villager, killed night 12)
Day Begins. Ends 9pm EST Friday, January 5
Current Vote Tally:
Has Not Voted: 9
Silkenfist
DarkLightDragon
Death
Flabbicus
Jontom Xire
Tharj Treesmiter
Raldor
Destro Yersul
Evnefets
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Alarra ate all my awesome and now she's always acknowledged as awe-inspiring awesome. Alliteration aside, Alarra is awesome.
Lucky wanders into Town. Hmmm... Looks like I won't be Mayor this time around. Apparently people don't like pink pompoms as much as I thought they did... Suddenly he stumbles across the bodies. OH NOES! Not Llama and Alarra! Who could have done this?!
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Ms Elaneous peers down from the top of the town clocktower. She notices the commotion of the villagers below and proceeds to run down the many flights of stairs.
B-Man walks into the square, coffee in hand, but doesn't seem to see the bodies.
What's going on- B-Man drops his coffee OH MY HIGHER POWERS!! WHAT HAPPENED TO ALARRA AND LLAMA?!
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The knight rides into the square, matted with sweat and caked with dirt nevertheless his duty and honor shine from his soul.
What is the meaning of this gathering? Is it sanctioned, must I invoke the fires of Arbath to disperse all of you and give you a citation for disturbing the peace- Oh, dead people.
He dismounts his horse and pokes at the dead llama with the butt of his sword.
Yup, definitely dead. Looks like another case of the Burgvileburgton strangler.
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*Dis walks out of his houes, and walks over to the crowd of people. He hovers a little bit into the air to get a good look at the everyone it looking at. He almost falls out of the air when he sees Alarra's and Llama's corpses*
"Well. Looks like we have wolves...What do we do?"
As the ranking knight around here I think I should be the one who draws conclusions from the dead bodies.
He pokes at the llama with a stick, flipping it over after he's done. Observing the wolf bites, wolf claw marks, and wolf droppings left behind by the corpses he reaches a decision.
It was obviously the work of anarchists. Filthy, mangy, lycanthropic anarchists. And maybe a crazy ninja. But that's anyone's guess.
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A small sandwich shop pops into existence right next to B-Man's coffee shop. Raldor steps out eating a delicious smelling egg, cheese and asparagus sandwich with a red pepper sauce.
As he is savoring his last bite he notices the commotion and the bodies and that bite falls to the ground.
NOOOOO! Not Allarra! Will we never the joys of magically conjured puddings ever again! And I just got done taking that correspondence course on side sandwiches to serve with Butterscotch pudding!
And the Llama too! Nooooo! He was so cute when he would eat sandwiches without any hands and get mustard all over his muzzle. I will avenge you my loyal customers! Somehow.
Raldor sits down just in front of his shop and cries.
Raven leaves her fletching shop, twirling a peacock-feathered arrow in one hand. soon, however, the crowd draws her near. Oh, no. Those poor people. mutilated like that... she turns a deathly pale. My gods, what have you done to them?
Eep! Ms E turns back to the bodies and El J. No way! These people deserve a proper burial. 'Specially since they were my friends. Alarra even gave me cookies since I didn't like pudding, benevolent cookie goddess that she is! And nothing tops playing action figures with the Llama! I'm going to miss them... so back off you kebab-loving, cannibalistic freak! Ms E holds out her gear-staff in what she hopes is a somewhat menacing pose.
Nor have I. And frankly that idea seems about as appealing as eating freshly roasted snake.
If we have werewolves about, we should remember that they tend to be the people you'd least expect. Thus, we should start investigating the well-to-do, and work our way down to the common people.
What is our mayor going to do about this? And further more, what evidence is there that they can be trusted?
A wodden hut next to the crime scene appears, and a loud noise is heard as the door opens and Malmagor exits.
Allright, allright, what's all this conmotion? Get off my lawn NOW! you're all gonna ruin my food! Pesky townfolk, always ge-UNHOLY CRAP!
Mal stands in front of the corpes, then blinks a couple times, and lowers his head, as a tear runs through one of his cheeks; he then turns to the rest:
Allright! who was the bloody idiot that murdered the Pudding Lady and my drinking buddy?
Mal extends his arm, as it shapeshifts into a large bear's claw
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It seems such a shame to let such people die without proper burial gifts. Raven turns and dashes in and out of her shop, bringing with two finely-crafted swan-arrows. The least I can do for them is to give them each a last gift. she breaks the arrows in half, and tucks the pieces onto the poor dead people. Where I grew up, a broken arrow was a sign of final peace, so I leave these tokens as a sign for them.
Allright! who was the bloody idiot that murdered the Pudding Lady and my drinking buddy?
I couldn't tell ya, but I would start eyeing the people who are trying to eat the corpses! Are you with me on this, Malmagor? Ms E motions for him to protect the bodies alongside her.
Llama??! NO!!!! Kyrian runs over to his fallen comrade.
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I couldn't tell ya, but I would start eyeing the people who are trying to eat the corpses! Are you with me on this, Malmagor? Ms E motions for him to protect the bodies alongside her.
Wha-? You're all sick... and i promise that the next one to talk about such thing will have racoons stalking you! you heard me! RACOONS!!
He says, as he swings his shifted arm around
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But I must say the Izzet bunch are as crazy as a rabid goat with a rat biting its tail.
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*ahem* *picks up megaphone*
Attention everyone! Mal absolutly rocks!
Mal, I name you Fangirlfreind. Whenever you are in aid, call and we shall answer.
Raven looks up from her position beside the bodies. She nods to Ms. Elaneous. Someone should defend these people until proper graves are dug. I will help, if you wish. she motions to the bow and swords strapped to her back.
The Strange Old Goblin From Down The Alley steps out into the plaza.
"You've obviously never had snake before. Charming meal, it makes, O Knight."
He seems to ponder a bit.
"But you have a point. We have a new mayor, what's his take on all this? What will he do about it? And why is it so durned drafty out here?"
He pulls his grey scarf down from his neck and scratches his chin.
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I can assist in the burial of Alarra and Llama. B-Man says, as he is trying to keep himself from crying. You people are sick for trying to eat Llama! For shame!
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Moon Called wanders into the area, a dead hare in hand, a bow in the other, and a quiver over her back, aparently newly arrived from her hunting. She glances over to the crowd, shrugs, and pushes her way into it so as to see what's going on. As soon as she see's the body, and her mind connects the corpse to the smilling figure of the llama, a scream rips out of her throat. "Atreyu!" she sobs, falling upon her knees. "Who did this to you?" Tears ran down her face, hardend with rage. "I swear on my fathers bow I will avenge you." She is whispering now, as if the thought was ment only for the llama's ears. The elf obviously doesn't care if the crowd decided to stare at her, all she knows is the rage that is consuming her.
Glad to see people are willing to help, not eat. And where, in the name of all that is clockwork, is Destro? Not here when you need him... Perhaps we'll have to dig the grave ourselves this time, however much he seems to love doing it himself. We'll let him bury who or whatever we lynch for these murders! I'll go get a shovel. Ms E scurries into the Clocktower and retrieves a shovel for the burial.
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