Forum Game: Night of the Werewolf Game Thread

OH thats it, you can all consider your asses haunted. I leave to tend to the sheep come back and discover murderous traitors. Yeah, I'm gonna haunt you, ALL of you. Woodelf, watch my sheep for me.
-Qes
 
Despite accusations and pleading from all sides Shepard QES is grabbed and dragged to the gallows. He insists he is innocent and that this is a mistake. There is only one way to be sure.

Acolyte Loki prays for his soul and then the noose is put around his neck. He is dropped and in a few minutes the twiching subsides.

A careful examination shows.... that he was human.

Everyone heads back to their homes, the village has killed an innocent man. It is getting late and the werewolves will be hunting soon.
 
My sheepzor will avenge me!
-Qes
 
QES is out of the game. From this point on QES please don't post in this thread or PM anyone about the game, at least until it is complete.
 
poor QES... he was a good sheep lover. Time to go to that sheep field in the sky (*bows head and walks away from gallow*)
 
The blacksmith watches the lynching from the back of the crowd, saying nothing as the shepard is dragged, kicking and screaming, to the top of the gallows. The noose drops around his head and is pulled tight, and the trapdoor is tested a few times while QES stands beside watching.

The rope is pulled tight, then slackened a bit, as QES stands on the trapdoor, sadly awaiting his fate. The trap kicks, the floor drops out, and with a satisfying crack, the shepard's neck is broken.

Grillick watches on, not crying, but with a sad look on his face. "This is going to get worse before it gets better," he is heard saying to nobody in particular.

(PS: It was really tough for me to spell 'shepherd' wrong up there. I had to retype it, like, four times.)
 
Ifin ya can call that twitchin. In my day, a man knew how t twitch.
 
"sniffle"
i'll miss how he used to brag about his sheep and how they were the best
maybe he sacrifice wasn't in vain? maybe the wherewolves will eat the sheep instead of a person? or a wolve can't go near the sheep without disturbing them....

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Power to teh sheepzorx!
 
i agree 100% with xuenay... we must take that wenchy witch and burn- i mean- hand her at the gallows!
 
Unser Giftzwerg said:
STABLEboyoyoyoyoyoyoyoyoyoyyyyyyy!


So carpenter Lorgen has gots to swing! Look at th shoddy way he be building that gallows. Why in my day we knew how t build gallows. Hang a hill giant on one, ye could. I says, let Lorgen test it out!

Don`t complain about the gallow, it held poor qes`s weight, didn`t it? And who would be fool enough to build a gallow to oneself. Unfortunately I had some domestic problems yesterday (the internet-connection), so I couldn`t vote. Might have saved poor qes...

But I say, let`s avenge poor, innocent qes and hang TEG after all, the sheep-lover might be right that the hunter is the werewolf....
 
Fools. I told you to lynch Teg, but nononono you had to go after the innocent shepherd so the sheep would be free for whatever sick reasons you wanted them unprotected....
 
Lynching me would have been no better. It's rather contradictory that you call us fools for hanging an innocent villager and at the same time try to get another one killed. I say we still need to hear an explanation as to what Ploeperpengel did in Duin's room.
 
When tongues start to lie, the innocent die...whose tongues are they?...and why do they lie?...motives are uncertain, but does a wolf need motives?....wolves have tongues too...
 
The butterflies led me to the hunter...but schometimes their intent is hard to see...the butterflies never lie...but schometimes their words are hard to decipher...ish the hunter the killer? Most likely...is the hunter our saviour? Could be... the real question...a hunter of wolves...or a hunter of men?...will innocents be hanged again?...
 
ay, chief and all, shouldn't we wait some more 'fore takin' on the lynchin', 'till the night is over?

[The werewolves still need to kill someone, don't they?]
 
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