[Anguirel]

Since the misguided slaying of Huan by those he was trying to help, a confident-even complacent-spirit was abroad within the dark hearts of Tol-in-Gaurhoth's denizens.

"Let's kill two scum today," the bloody-minded Oddwen suggested, saliva pouring from her blood-streaked jaws. "If our luck continues, we'll surely slay two of these so-called Heroes and leave the last to be hunted down without mercy!"

"And if our luck doesn't continue," Meneltarmacil agreed, "we'll have twice as much meat as usual. Even Glirdan's supplies are starting to thin...we need more flesh."

"Aye," Nonnacedak joined in cautiously, "as long as it isn't mine." He had not forgotten his close shave of the Night before.

"I say we should still eat that pathetic little jackal!" Boromir88 growled. "Truly it is aid that the blood of parasites imbues the faithful with holy strength. Besides, he's doubtless got more corpses hidden away."

"Garn!" Kath spat. "If we slay Rune, every one of his sheep will be ours for the taking!"

The wolf o' nine tails, dancing spawn, simply stared at Kitanna, so much smaller than she, a glint of greed in her dark eyes, and the gaze of other wolves began to be drawn to the hapless Beta Wolf too.

At length it was decided that Rune would be devoured for his flock's sweet, fat, meat, and Kitanna because she wouldn't be able to fight back. Ostracised from the pack, the pair were herded into the courtyard of the Tower's prison complex.

"Don't worry, Kitanna," Rune growled. "Neither of us will die this day. I can keep them back."

"You?" Kitanna sneered. "Look, you may be larger than me, but that ain't saying much."

"Size," Rune said, "isn't everything. BARUK KHAZAD, KHAZAD AIMENU!"

The Hero cast the manky wolf-hide which had disguised his true Dwarven nature to one side, and his sheep too began to lose their form; coalescing around him into a suit of mithril armour and a vast double-handed axe.

Kitanna seemed as surprised as the rest, but seeing that in the Dwarf lay her only chance of survival, she lurked behind him thankfully. The werewolves, their foe revealed, made several abortive charges, but each time the swing of the Dwarf Lord's axe repelled them, for they did not wish to die tonight. Rune was conducting a fighting retreat, and he and Kitanna were now out of the courtyard and the Tower.

"Quick," the Beta Wolf snarled, "onto my back, Dwarf. I'll carry you out. Thankyou for saving me. We'll escape together, and perhaps I shall be cured of my disease."

"Perhaps," the Dwarf agreed taciturnly, clambering onto the Wolf. They sped off in the direction of the Sirion. But at this point, instead of leaping over the fast-flowing water, she reared up, knocking the Dwarf in. He sunk rapidly, cursing her and all wolves as he drowned.

"Kitanna!" Eomer gasped. "Truly you are an Alpha Wolf! You defeated a Hero! And a Dwarf at that!"

"It was nothing," she shrugged modestly; but at that point a vengefully hurled Dwarf throwing axe surged through the grey water and sliced off her head.

"Ah well," Lobo remarked, "shame about Kitanna, the bold Dwarfsbane, and all that, but it looks like we'll have something to eat for supper after all..."


Dead

Anguirel (Werewolf)-throat cut as he slept on Day 1
Glirdan (Werewolf)-devoured on Night 1
The Saucepan Man (Huan)-murdered by mischance on Day 2
Rune Son Of Bjarne (Dwarven Hero)-drowned in the Sirion through Kitanna's treachery on Night 2
Kitanna (Werewolf)-beheaded in Rune's last act of vengeance on Night 2


Living

Mormegil-Crabby Old Wolf
Gurthang-Gil-Gurth
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
Oddwen-Bloodthirsty Whelp
Kath-Runt of the Litter
Mithalwen-Alpha Female
Meneltarmacil-Lone Wolf
Wayne-Fairy Hunter
Nonnacedak-Scavenger

Day 3 now begins. Remaining Heroes, Sauron, Draugluin and Carcharoth, send your choices to, I stress, both me and Cailin.

Night 3 ought to begin at 2:00pm GMT tomorrow. If something goes pear-shaped, I'll try to get prior warning out. As a last resort, there's the valiant Cailin brigade.