The Master told them to bring him the head of Maitimo Feanorion, and so a pack of large, scary evil wolves roam the woods surrounding the mansion in search of a certain Elf. They're eager for blood, though, and anyone they come across is a likely target. The pack is hungry.

Mun: Open post, cause some people wanted to be mean to their puppets, ( Read more... )

He wasn't sure how it had happened, but Draugluin had woken up this morning to find things a little...different. He had spent most of the morning learning to balance on two legs instead of four, but he had pretty much gotten the hang of it now. Now he prowls restlessly through the woods around the mansion, getting a feel for the unusual (to him)

Draugluin lurks around the edges of the mansion, alone for the moment. He is looking for Sauron, the recent events in the woods must be brought to the attention of his Master. He Does Not Like what has been going on.

In a dark, shadowy area of the forest, the wolves are settling in comfortably. They miss the halls and dungeons of Tol-in-Guarhoth, but this place isn't too bad. They are very territorial, however, and orders or not any intruders are likely to be driven off ( Read more... )