Tol-in-Gaurhoth XVIII: The Play’s The Thing…

[Celuien]

*Celuien enters, dripping water from her soaking froggie feet*

Alas for poor (ribbit) Shelob and Abercrombie. Especially for Shelob, the only mad scientist...erm...doctor who ever tried (ribbit) to understand my peculiar condition. If only she'd lived a little longer, maybe I would have been cured.

Originally Posted by morm

Celuien a resident amphibian? More like resident lycan.

Now, now morm. Don't let's be hasty. While my amphibious tendencies certainly make me a stand-out among the ordinary villagers, I'm far from a lycan. Indeed, why would I put poor Shelob in my own fountain? No, no. It's a frame-up, if you ask me. Ex-lepers like tar-a are far more suspicious. How did they come by a cure, after all? Deals with the lycanthropic side? I wonder. And bankers like Ang, well, everyone knows that bankers are naturally suspicious.

Anyway, gifteds, please stay hidden for the time being.

This little water-dweller is sleepy. Too many hours up snaring flies. But I'll return in a few hours.