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Three wolves crept silently across Beornó's hall, each with stolen tools clutched in their paws, whispering and snickering to themselves. They would be giggling, but it is kind of hard when you have precious little lips to speak of.
"Should we kill them with the hammer, or the chisel?" one of them asked the others.
"Or should we rip his heart out?" asked another.
"You shall not do anything to this one," came another voice, one that was definitely not wolvish.
"Aw, a brave one," they sneered. "We'll fix you!"
"Maybe," he said.
He fought them off for a long while, silently, amazingly, but in the end one of the wolves crept up behind him and stove (stoved?) his head in with a hammer. At this, the house finally started waking, and the wolves hurriedly hid and changed.
They didn't have to feign amazement or shock, but they did feign respect when the body of Durin the Dead-full was found with a smile on his face.
Living:
Beornomien
Valier the Grey
Meneltarbo Baggins
Thorin Angurielsheild
Kathin
Voloin
Dori88
Runi son of Bjarne
Orilin
Bifur Fegalund
Bofgrod
Bomburlass
Dead:
Eomi of the Rohirrim (Innocent), beheaded on DAY one
dwancing spawn of fundin (Twin), beheaded on NIGHT two
Nari (Twin), died of sorrow on NIGHT two
Gloanna (Innocent), hung on DAY two
Farael the Deathless (Protector), crushed with a hammer protecting his choice on NIGHT three
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But all the while I sit and think of times there were before
I listen for returning feet and voices at the door
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