A Gauntlet Thrown, A Wolven Howl

[Valannor 6349]

[!] Upon the wall of Amaesil Vuln'miruel's room, some harrowing missive would carve itself through some ephemeral enactment as he slept - a bedamned canticle of the here-after, it's only mark of origin would be the visage of a snarling wolf. 

 

 

"Your bleating cries have reached my ears, sheep. You cry out for my attentions, and so, from my realm beyond - I answer your call. 

 

You seek to challenge me, as all before you have - and twicefold have you failed, unable to protect yourself, nor your vaunted city. 

 

Very well.

 

Upon this eve do I cast forth the gauntlet, and accept thy challenge - face me in single combat, reclaim your precious honor, and avenge she whom I have slain... Or don't - and run with your tail between your legs, dishonored and worthless.

 

Nightfall beckons."

 

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Formatting is **** and it's 3 am while I'm on my phone 

 

Love you BBY <3 

 

[The Media Wizard 2954]

A simple response would reach the Hound.

 

"So be it."