The Warg and Warg Rider Appreciation Thread

[High King Fingolfin]

Hail Warg-Lovers! I have been looking at this topic recently, but I did not think of posting on it until something happened last night. I saw a Warg. But not just any Warg - a black Warg. Great was my surprise when I saw it. Its fur was like a starless and moonless night, and it was ten feet long at least. Greater was my surprise when it unfurled a massive pair of wings, with feathers as black as its fur. I saw it lift off the ground and soar in front of the moon before it was lost to sight. I shall look for more of these, but I do not hope to find one.

[SamwiseGamgee]

A warg with wings? Indeed this is strange. I have never heard of such a thing.
Eomer, do you know of such a creature or are you as amazed and perplexed as I?

[Amariden Ravenhill]

Aye, I have, Samwise. There is many a tale told in the Green Dragon by old gaffers and gammers who swear that such creatures were numerous in their youth.

[Eomer of the Rohirrim]

Indeed, it is a fiercely debated topic among Tolkienites - Did Wargs have wings?

I am also amazed by Fingolfin's tale. That is something to tell your grandchildren about! How wonderful that we Warg appreciators can still be shocked by all-new tales of Wargs. Does there remain any doubt about the magnificence of Wargs? I think not!

[SamwiseGamgee]

On further research I have realised that there is in fact a fierce debate roaring as we speak in warg appreciation circles. I had apparently completely overlooked this raging argument during my studies of wargdom, but now that I do happen upon it I realise just why so many people are inclined to attempt to answer the riddle.
After all, what could be greater than proving an indisputable fact about a warg? Nothing, I suggest! Ah yes, the wide world of warginess is so ruch, so full and bountiful that few can claim to have even scratched its surface, much less explored it fully. Fingolfin's amazing sighting has underlined my own naivety in the world of wargs. At times like these I feel I have failed not only you fellow appreciators, but also that most beloved creature- the warg. I must go and take a long, hard look at myself.

[Eomer of the Rohirrim]

I know the feeling Samwise. I once took part in a quiz with a fellow Warg enthusiast (for fun, like). To my eternal horror, I got a question glaringly wrong. The question was as follows;

"Which is the only continent that the Silver Warg calls home?"

Well, I was near enough stumped. But I took a guess after considering many factors and plumped for North America. Wrong! Wrong I was! The answer (as you probably all know) is, of course, Asia. Not to go mad with shame just yet, I calmly asked for the evidence. Within 2 days, my fellow Warg enthusiast had provided plenty of information, enough to convince me that the answer was indeed legitimate, and that I had got it wrong.

To punish myself, I starved myself for 5 weeks and at the end of this period I climbed the highest tree in the north-east of Scotland (some 180 feet high) and stayed there for 3 nights. Hell, it was, but I felt justified in doing this to myself.

For the love of Wargs, eh?

Of course, Samwise I'm not suggesting that you do anything stupid to yourself. On a side note, what's going on with the tale you're compiling? My heart yearns for the telling of the deeds of the Warg Rider.