[the phantom]

After spending the day at the orc-camp, Captain Mortakh had made his way back to Bald Hill to receive an update from Sauron and carry out any orders he might have.

"How did things go during the day, Lord Sauron?"

"Oh, I think things have settled down again. There was quite a bit of action the night before- we lost a wolf you know, but I'm not too concerned. The village only had one Eomer. I doubt anyone else will give us that much trouble. Yesterday, even provided with a wolf, the villagers were unable to make heads or tails out of anything. As a matter of fact, there didn't seem to be as much analysis and theorizing yesterday as there was on the first day. After living through so many wolf attacks, I think despair is finally catching up with them. I'm hoping they will stay just as quiet tomorrow. Their silence will be the death of them. Mwu ha ha ha!!"

Mortakh laughed with him. Mortakh had served under Sauron for many years, and he liked going on Werewolf missions with him more than anything. There were times at Angband and in the castle on the River Sirion that Sauron was cruel even to his own minions, but when he was "Werewolfing", he was almost friendly- though still evil to the core.

"How goes the kill tonight, master?"

"The wolves are preparing to make their kill as we speak. Just wait...."