Night 1
As Arien descended below the horizon, a chorus of wolvish howls greeted Tilion's ascent and the onset of deep, black, consoling Night. The wolves of Tol-in-Gaurhoth were in their element.
Some suggested taking a trip to the ruins of Erbar Telemarth to find victims among the rubble. Some preferred preying on new, vulnerable hamlets.
But as the wolves started to lope out of the Tower, one of them stumbled over something large, dark and hairy. It was a prone wolf, apparently not awake yet, but because it was unusually large the werewolves feared to provoke it with a nip. At least till Nonnacedak came forward.
"It's dead, y'know," the scavenger remarked. "It's old Anguirel. He never recovered from the arrow that Elf hunter, the one they called Celegorm, hit him with. Time for a feast!"
And with that, several wolves started to plunge into their ex-comrade's guts. Until another voice interrupted them-Mithalwen, the huge alpha female.
"Wait. The arrow hit Anguirel on the leg. But the leg's hardly hurt. The wound's almost healed."
"Aye, madam, I did it myself, restoring it with Wargish arts," cut in Eomer gallantly.
Kath, a runt, nervously crept towards the body and prodded the neck. The throat of the deceased wolf had been cleanly cut by a succession of slashes; slashes that formed Elven runes...
We are the Three. We strike for the Villagers. You will fear us. Despair and die.
It was a lot of writing, but Anguirel was, indeed had been, very large. There were Heroes in the Isle of Werewolves...
Dead
Anguirel (Werewolf)-throat cut as he slept on Day 1
Living
Saucepan Man-Big Bad Wolf
Mormegil-Crabby Old Wolf
Gurthang-Gil-Gurth
Rune-Wolf-in-Shepherd's-Clothing
Formendacil-Lobo
Farael-Werewolf In Denial
Lhuna-Girl-Who-Cried-Wolf
Eomer-Black Warg of Rhun
Boromir-Exorcist Specialising in Heroes
Spawn-Wolf O' Nine Tails
Kitanna-Beta Wolf
Oddwen-Bloodthirsty Whelp
Kath-Runt of the Litter
Mithalwen-Alpha Female
Meneltarmacil-Lone Wolf
Wayne-Fairy Hunter
Nonnacedak-Scavenger
Glirdan-Butcher
NIGHT 1 has begun. Start talking, wolves, and decide on a devouree.
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