[Glirdan]

The village of Fwedawick gathered once more in the square, hopefully for the last time to do the dasterdly deed. They were talking all that day about who was the final Wolf and they were sure that it was Eonwe. But why would they want to get rid of the person who helped get rid of Bergil, the first Wolf? Just out of spite perhaps?

The villagers looked all over town, trying to find Eonwe, but they couldn't find him. He was probably off with the Dwarves, but the villagers never found out. They gathered once more in the square, awaiting Eonwe's return and that's when the mist came in. The villagers became very frightened and then they heard it. A look of triumph crossed their faces. They knew they found the final Wolf.

Then, a dark figure, tall and hairy, advanced through the gathering mist. "You might have gotten Bergil and malkatoj, but you won't get me!!!" snarled Eonwe and he lunged at the four remaining villagers, but then something unexpected happened. Hiriel rushed forwards, with a sword drawn. Hiriel was the Hunter!!! With a thrust of his sword, he stabbed at Eonwe. But Eonwe jumped aside. Again and again, Hiriel stabbed at the Wolf, but he kept jumping out of the way. On his last jump, he rushed at Hiriel and grabbed him. "Now that I've got your final protector, there's nothing you can do to stop me!!!" Eonwe snarled once more and as he went to bite Hiriel, he howled, but not in happiness. Jack had just rushed up and stabbed the wolf in the leg with a dagger. Eonwe dropped Hiriel to the ground and Hiriel was in a stated of shock. He recovered quickly and swung his blade. He had taken Eonwe's head right off.

"Glad that's over!!" yelled Hiriel as Thinlomien rushed in to heal his wounds as Sleepy Ranger and Rune Son of Bjarne took Eonwe's body away. "Let's bury the dead who were innocent and bur the Wolves body," suggested Jack. "After, even though they were evil, they deserve a proper goodbye." and nothing was said in the town of Fwedawick afterwards. The remaining villagers left the town and went back to Gondor to live out the rest of their lives and they never spoke of the evil that befell the town again. And that's the end to our little tale, a tale about 14villagers in a town called Fwedawick, where an evil fate befell three of them and where six befell an untimely death. But in the end

THE VILLAGERS WON

Let me be the first to congratualte the Villagers on a job well done in finding those Wolves. A congrats goes out to the Wolves who played rather well for their first time. A congrats to Hiriel for lasting as long as he did. A congrats to TORE and Fea for their little ruse which could have been pulled off, but didn't. And a final congrats to the Cobbler. Even though you didn't last that long, I'm sure you would have played a good Cobbler. Hope everyone enjoyed the game. I know I enjoyed modding. It was an awsome experience and I'd love to do it again. Congrats once more to the Villagers.