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Thes Hunter 
Wordsmith
Joined: 13 Jul 2012
Status: Offline
Points: 129 |
 Posted: 03 Jan 2013 at 13:14 |
Thes sighs heavily, and looks around to those still gathered in the square in shock, and disbelief.
"It is indeed a sad day, and now we begin to mistrust each other, and have the risk of paranoia running through the community. Please someone help me with Susan's body, we should get her laid to rest."
Thes begins pulling the body of the former noble dwarf down, with as much dignity and respect as one can, while trying to out a deeply embedded spear.
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arnesson
Greenhorn
Joined: 27 Feb 2012
Location: Ontario, Canada
Status: Offline
Points: 69 |
Posted: 03 Jan 2013 at 15:48 |
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Assists in the removal of the spear from fair Susan's cold body, working mostly by feel as his eyes are clouded by his tears. Rising, he breaks the shaft in twain upon his knee. Casting the upper portion aside, he raises the point to the sky and vows "
this point shall be buried in the heart of an Orc 'ere I rest again!"
Edited by arnesson - 03 Jan 2013 at 15:49
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Kabu
Wordsmith
Joined: 27 Jul 2011
Status: Offline
Points: 118 |
Posted: 03 Jan 2013 at 16:24 |
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Peeking outside his room's window towards the square, Kabu felt he had made the right choice. Strolling along the streets earlier that morning, he stumbled upon the curious crowd on his way back. The scene he witnessed sent such shivers down his spine that he paced back to the tavern and up the stairs without delay, slamming the door shut behind him. Yes, it definitely felt safer indoors today.
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Scorpiain
Greenhorn
Joined: 21 Dec 2012
Location: The so Sunny UK
Status: Offline
Points: 65 |
Posted: 03 Jan 2013 at 16:31 |
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Imin wandered around the town noting the varied emotions of all the elfings - ranging from those who were sobbing openly, those who just had red rimmed eyes, mourning in silence..and to Arnesson who was swearing vengence on the orcs (as if he knew them).
Imin decided to himself that particular elf would need an eye kept on him.. he seemed
different, but in this day and age that means nothing sinister.
In his travels he had seen a wide variety of
different people some who could use magic to far greater effect than any Imin has ever seen before!
What Imin wouldnt give to have magical protection he thought to himself, I must research into the matter especially in these dark times!
Imin has also once met a man who could see the future (or maybe he was just much better at cards than Imin was! Who knows) He wished there was someone with those talents in the town tonight [Not at cards], as it would make the vote much easier to undertake.. as right now Imin had no idea about who could be an orc in disguise. Even though Arnsesson gave him a nasty feeling, Imin would not be placing a vote tonight, as he could not bring himself to possibly condemn an innocent.
Imin muttered the wise words he has once heard and adopted as his ... "Sooner or later.. time will tell."
Edited by Scorpiain - 03 Jan 2013 at 17:12
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Auraya
Postmaster
Joined: 17 Nov 2011
Status: Offline
Points: 523 |
Posted: 03 Jan 2013 at 19:54 |
[Reminder: You all need to send me a PM on the forum with your vote for who to lynch tonight. I'll ignore late votes tonight since it's the first time most of you have played but to clarify.. every 2 days, there will be a lynch. You need to send me your vote before 9pm. You can vote no lynch.]
Auraya was getting nervous as the evening grew on. It was by her hand that someone may die tonight and she had no idea who was innocent and who was guilty. Her stomach churned as she contemplated the task ahead. It was her duty and hers alone.
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Night Owl
New Poster
Joined: 30 Dec 2012
Status: Offline
Points: 4 |
Posted: 03 Jan 2013 at 20:42 |
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Finwë took his place in the town centre, awaiting the results of the vote. He didn't remember making it to his room last night yet that was where he awoke. With a hazy head he did not remember if he'd even cast his own vote. Regardless, he thought he better hand in something. That 'Imin' fellow he'd heard about was being as uneasy as ever. He could not figure out if he were wise or just a coward...
"Queen Auraya, I'm ever so sorry for being late with my vote. Here you go"
And with that he returned back to his spot.
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Auraya
Postmaster
Joined: 17 Nov 2011
Status: Offline
Points: 523 |
Posted: 03 Jan 2013 at 21:44 |
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[I'll post the KP tomorrow since not many people have voted who are active. I think people haven't quite understood the voting system. I've had ~4 votes only and people have posted in the thread without voting *facepalms*]
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Poopnug
New Poster
Joined: 25 Jun 2012
Location: U.S.
Status: Offline
Points: 37 |
Posted: 04 Jan 2013 at 02:22 |
"What a sad time for the elves of this realm", Tuon thought to himself. *goes behind the bar to survey the accoutrements.*
There isn't much to take in. The bar is old and worn. The wood cracked but smooth, like a thousand thousand hands had caressed the soft curves of its therapeutic travesties. The choices of drink for the customers: Ale, Grog, Dwarven Ale (much stronger and more bitter than ale made from Humans), *picks up a bottle labeled "'Ol Toby's", and smells it.* >.< PHEW! that smells like.... skunk....and that moonshine made by the wee folk. There is also some fruit and nuts set in wicker type baskets.
*Looks at the elf sitting at the corner seat of the bar* "Hello, I am Tuon, what would you like to have today?"
After asking this question, a cold shiver fell down Tuons Spine. Not that the patron was exuding a dark presence, but that one seemed to fill the room. Like a thick, unseeable fog. Tuon looked behind him and saw nothing. Looking back toward the patron, Tuon noticed some small glass vials under the bottom shelf near the floor. Covered in dust, he forgot about them and returned his attention the the man at the bar.
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Ithilwien
New Poster
Joined: 31 Dec 2012
Location: USA
Status: Offline
Points: 13 |
Posted: 04 Jan 2013 at 04:16 |
"Why did this happen here? What could one hope to gain from attacking our village? Who.........could do this?"
Ithilwien could not settle into her routine for the day, these questions just kept running through her mind. The thing that might be most disturbing of her own thoughts is the desire she has to bring this evil to justice and avenge Susan's death, more specifically is what she plans to do if she catchs this foul beast!
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Vibs
Greenhorn
Joined: 29 Jan 2012
Location: India
Status: Offline
Points: 100 |
Posted: 04 Jan 2013 at 04:53 |
"Hello, I am Tuon, what would you like to have today?" said the bar keep.
Vibs let out a sigh of relief on realizing that he wasn't really invisible. "I'll have a tankard of your elven ale please.None of that....er....el'Toby stuff. Smells like my elephant when he has food poisoning."
Tuon didn't laugh but just started staring around, as if trying to find something or someone around the room. Between Susan's death, the so called disguised orc, the peculiar Imin and a handful of bawling elves, this village was beginning to creep him out. Having given up all hopes for a drink, Vibs decides to go sober for the voting.
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