The Fall of Gondolin Mafia: Game Over (The Tale of Gondolin)

[shos]

and, of course, for the rest of his game so far, but this is concrete

[MafiaSSK]

Yeah, alright Aegor for the lynch it is.

VOTE: Aegor

[Aegor]

Is that L-1? If so, I plan to hammer at 5 pm EST.

[Plum]

But Maeglin prospered and grew great among the Gondolindrim, praised by all, and high in the favour of Turgon; for if he would learn eagerly and swiftly all that he might, he had much also to teach. And he gathered about him all such as had the most bent to smithcraft and mining; and he sought in the Echoriath (which are the Encircling Mountains), and found rich lodes of ore of divers metals. Most he prized the hard iron of the mine of Anghabar in the north of the Echoriath, and thence he got a wealth of forged metal and of steel, so that the arms of the Gondolindrim were made ever stronger and more keen; and that stood them in good stead in the days to come. Wise in counsel was Maeglin and wary, and yet hardy and valiant at need. And that was seen in after days: for when in the dread year of the Nirnaeth Arnoediad Turgon opened his leaguer and marched forth to the help of Fingon in the north, Maeglin would not remain in Gondolin as regent of the King, but went to the war and fought beside Turgon, and proved fell and fearless in battle.

Thus all seemed well with the fortunes of Maeglin, who had risen to be mighty among the princes of the Noldor, and greatest save one in the most renowned of their realms. Yet he did not reveal his heart: and though not all things went as he would he endured it in silence, hiding his mind so that few could read it, unless it were Idril Celebrindal. For from his first days in Gondolin he had borne a grief, ever worsening, that robbed him of all joy: he loved the beauty of Idril and desired her, without hope. The Eldar wedded not with km so near, nor ever before had any desired to do so. And however that might be, Idril loved Maeglin not at all; and knowing his thought of her she loved him the less. For it seemed to her a thing strange and crooked in him, as indeed the Eldar ever since have deemed it: an evil fruit of the Kinslaying, whereby the shadow of the curse of Mandos fell upon the last hope of the Noldor. But as the years passed still Maeglin watched Idril, and waited, and his love turned to darkness in his heart. And he sought the more to have his will in other matters, shirking no toil or burden, if he might thereby have power.

Thus it was in Gondolin; and amid all the bliss of that realm, while its glory lasted, a dark seed of evil was sown.

VOTE COUNT 1:19

Espeonage

- 1 - SpyreX

JacobSavage

- 1 - Albert B. Rampage

TheIrishPope

- 2 - Espeonage, Cogito Ergo Sum

Tierce

- 1 - PeregrineV

Cogito Ergo Sum

- 1 - Desperado

Aegor

- 9 - ActionDan, Elscouta, Natirasha, sirdanilot, JacobSavage, shos, chamber, Shadoweh, MafiaSSK

ActionDan

- 1 - Aegor

Not voting (2)

: TheIrishPope, Tierce

With 18 players alive it takes

10

votes to lynch.
Deadline is in

(expired on 2014-01-23 01:00:00)

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[Aegor]

So tempted to hammer...someone beat me to it. Or unvote, and end this idiocy.

Why is everyone silent?

[PeregrineV]

I'll be here for another hour or so.

Current final reads based on 38 pages would be appreciated right about now.

[Aegor]

Is that a question for me or people generally?

[PeregrineV]

Is that a question for me or people generally?

You, seeing as how you are strong town PR with town wincon and 5 hours from being lynched.

[shos]

PV, hammer please, I don't trust him

[Desperado]

So why didn't we do sirdan again?

[Desperado]

I'd really rather be hammering him right now

[Desperado]

I think we can still do it honestly. I'll be around until the deadline.

Unvote
Vote: Sirdanilot

[PeregrineV]

PV, hammer please, I don't trust him

His silence speaks volumes.

Besides, gotta go home.

Vote: Aegor

[Plum]

Now on a time, when Eärendil was yet young, Maeglin was lost. For he, as has been told, loved mining and quarrying after metals above all other craft; and he was master and leader of the Elves who worked in the mountains distant from the city, seeking after metals for their smithying of things both of peace and war. But often Maeglin went with few of his folk beyond the leaguer of the hills, and the King knew not that his bidding was defied; and thus it came to pass, as fate willed, that Maeglin was taken prisoner by Orcs, and brought to Angband. Maeglin was no weakling or craven, but the torment wherewith he was threatened cowed his spirit, and he purchased his life and freedom by revealing to Morgoth the very place of Gondolin and the ways whereby it might be found and assailed. Great indeed was the Joy of Morgoth, and to Maeglin he promised the lordship of Gondolin as his vassal, and the possession of Idril Celebrindal, when the city should be taken; and indeed desire for Idril and hatred for Tuor led Maeglin the easier to his treachery, most infamous in all the histories of the Elder Days. But Morgoth sent him back to Gondolin, lest any should suspect the betrayal, and so that Maeglin should aid the assault from within, when the hour came; and he abode in the halls of the King with smiling face and evil in his heart, while the darkness gathered ever deeper upon Idril.

At last, in the year when Eärendil was seven years old, Morgoth was ready, and he loosed upon Gondolin his Balrogs, and his Orcs, and his wolves; and with them came dragons of the brood of Glaurung, and they were become now many and terrible. The host of Morgoth came over the northern hills where the height was greatest and the watch least vigilant, and it came at night upon a time of festival, when all the people of Gondolin were upon the walls to await the rising sun, and sing their songs at its uplifting; for the morrow was the great feast that they named the Gates of Summer. But the red light mounted the hills in the north and not in the east; and there was no stay in the advance of the foe until they were beneath the very walls of Gondolin, and the city was beleaguered without hope.

VOTE COUNT 1:20

Espeonage

- 1 - SpyreX

JacobSavage

- 1 - Albert B. Rampage

TheIrishPope

- 2 - Espeonage, Cogito Ergo Sum

Aegor

-

10

- ActionDan, Elscouta, Natirasha, sirdanilot, JacobSavage, shos, chamber, Shadoweh, MafiaSSK, PeregrineV

ActionDan

- 1 - Aegor

sirdanilot

- 1 - Desperado

Not voting (2)

: TheIrishPope, Tierce

With 18 players alive,

10

votes have been placed to lynch. Please stand by.

[Plum]

Then did King Turgon call a council, and thither fared Tuor and Maeglin as royal princes; and Duilin came with Egalmoth and Penlod the tall, and Rog strode thither with Galdor of the Tree and golden Glorfindel and Ecthelion of the voice of music. Thither too fared Salgant atremble at the tidings, and other nobles beside of less blood but better heart. Then spake Tuor and this was his rede, that a mighty sally be made forthwith, ere the light and heat grew too great in the plain; and many backed him, being but of different minds as to whether the sally should be made by the entire host with the maids and wives and children amidmost, or by diverse bands seeking out in many directions; and to this last Tuor leaned.

...

Then the Lord of the

House of the Mole

played upon the one weakness of Turgon, saying: "Lo! O King, the city of Gondolin contains a wealth of jewels and metals and stuffs and of things wrought by the hands of the Gnomes to surpassing beauty, and all these thy lords - more brave meseems than wise - would abandon to the Foe. Even should victory be thine upon the plain thy city will be sacked and the Balrogs get hence with a measureless booty" and Turgon groaned, for Maeglin had known his great love for the wealth and loveliness of that burg upon Amon Gwareth. Again said Maeglin, putting fire in his voice: "Lo! Hast thou for nought laboured through years uncounted at the building of walls of impregnable thickness and in the making of gates whose valour may not be overthrown; is the power of the hill Amon Gwareth become as lowly as the deep vale, or the hoard of weapons that lie upon it and its unnumbered arrows of so little worth that in the hour of peril thou wouldst cast all aside and go naked into the open against enemies of steel and fire, whose trampling shakes the earth and the Encircling Mountains ring with the clamour of their footsteps?" And Salgant quaked to think of it and spake noisily, saying: "Maeglin speaks well, O King, hear thou him."

The Lords of Gondolin in Council before the King

"But I barely finished recounting my tragic backstory!"

"You betrayed us to Morgoth!"

". . . no comment. We apparently don't have time for the rest of my tragic story that is maybe more immediately relevant anyway. Let's cut to the chase, I don't want Gondolin to fall; we have to fight for it!"

"We have to fight

our enemies

for it! And your heart is as black as they come. Your symbol is the Mole! You even have a plain black shield, just like Morgoth himself!"

"Plus, you're a serious creep."

"Just because the love of my life married

that guy

, I hate his guts so much . . ."

That guy

facepalms into the flat of his war-axe.

"Your black sword is the twin of the one that was that super-powerful Serial Killer in the last game. You know, the one that talked and got stronger the more it killed people?"

"I can't believe it took us so long to figure this guy out!"

"Will you not listen to me, for the sake of the memory of my mother Ar-Feiniel, the White Lady of Gondolin, sister to the King? Will you not hear me say that I will give my strength, even my life for Gondolin in her hour of need, whether it came about through the machinations of the Black Foe alone or through mine own weakness? Let me fight today, and die if that is my fate."

"The battle can wait a minute. We have a threat to deal with right here!"

The Lords of Gondolin grab the once-proud Lord of the

House of the Mole

- with a few tugging in the other direction. Some look towards the plains approaching the city, which is rapidly becoming a battlefield, and, if they do not act soon, a slaughterhouse.

"Great is the Fall of Gondolin," intones the King sadly. Everyone groans. No one needs to quote Amnon the prophet at a time like this.

"No!" Maeglin shouts. "If one prophecy be fulfilled today, let it be my father's!"

There's silence from the council of the heads of the Great Houses of Gondolin and the other notables. Some is pensive. Some merely confused.

"Oh, come on,

some

of you were paying attention. Seriously. He got thrown off the walls after he killed my mother when he tried to kill me. We don't have any time to spare. The Enemy's forces are already upon Gondolin. There's no time left to spare fighting about me or whether I'm a traitor if the Fall of Gondolin is to be prevented. If you're not going to trust me, fling me off the Caragdûr. I'll see myself out."

Fate, foreshadowing, and convenient thematic sense being good motivators of such as the Lords of Gondolin, City of Seven names, fit to compare with Tirion upon Túna &c. &c., you grab him and throw him off the walls.

He smites the slopes of Amon Gwareth three times on his way down. Well. That's a little macabre.

So is his strange innocence.

[Plum]

Tuor fought with Maeglin on the walls, and cast him far out, and his body as it fell smote the rocky slopes of Amon Gwareth thrice ere it pitched into the flames below.

Aegor

-

Maeglin,

House of the Mole

, Gondolin Godfather

- lynched Day 1

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Night 1

will end in

(expired on 2014-01-24 20:30:00)

[Plum]

I won't be available to open the thread until tomorrow evening. Night still ends according to the deadline in the previous post. Sorry for the inconvenience.

[Plum]

Now those lords Tuor and Glorfindel clear the square and withdraw all the men they may from the entrances and bar them with barriers, save as yet on the south. Even from that region comes now Egalmoth.

He had had charge of the engines on the wall; but long since deeming matters to call rather for handstrokes about the streets than shooting upon the battlements he gathered some of the Arch and of the Swallow about him, and cast away his bow. Then did they fare about the city dealing good blows whenever they fell in with bands of the enemy. Thereby he rescued many bands of captives and gathered no few wandering and driven men, and so got to the King's Square with hard fighting; and men were fain to greet him for they had feared him dead. Now are all the women and children that had gathered there or been brought in by Egalmoth stowed in the king's halls, and the ranks of the houses made ready for the last.

AS THE BATTLE RAGES

A rainbow appears in the sky, in the west.

Before anyone can break into an obnoxious meme, everyone's distracted by another Balrog. Thank Eru for small miracles.

"Hey, where's Egalmoth?" someone shouts. Everyone looks about them, thinking they might have lost track of him in a city seething with orcs, flames, and screaming Elves, but no. Dude wears a starry blue mantle. He wears a helm with an oversized opal, and carries a shield embossed with ruby, amber, chrysoprase, emerald, topaz, sapphire, and amethyst. He has a pretty boss curved sword, too. Someone that showy is pretty hard to miss.

And he's definitely gone from Gondolin.

[Plum]

Tuor stood then in the way of that beast, but was sundered from Egalmoth, and they pressed him backward even to the centre of the square nigh the fountain.

chamber

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- Removed from Gondolin Night 1

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VOTE COUNT 2:0

Not voting (16)

: Tierce, JacobSavage, shos, Natirasha, MafiaSSK, ActionDan, Espeonage, SpyreX, Albert B. Rampage, Cogito Ergo Sum, Desperado, sirdanilot, Elscouta, PeregrineV, TheIrishPope, Shadoweh

With 16 players alive it takes

9

votes to lynch.
Deadline is in (expired on 2014-02-05 00:00:01)

Desperado

is V/LA until Monday January 27th.

[Espeonage]

Quick question. I am so confused about the colouring here. Did we lynch mafia yesterday or was that some sort of town Godfather? Because it says Gondolin <rolename>.

[TheIrishPope]

idk

[Natirasha]

So, is Tierce scum?

[PeregrineV]

I thought we lynched mafia but now I'm not sure.

[Natirasha]

No, we mislynched. Go look at your role pm and read the name of the town. And the colors too.

[Cogito Ergo Sum]

If anyone were confused by Aegor's flip (which seems reasonable), surely chamber's flip would resolve that question? Especially Esp's spiel seems like a prepared statement.