A Warg’s Life

Woken Up From My Nap….

So there I was, just minding my own business, snoozing next to my litter mates

when some red dude wearing a skirt interrupted my nap…

Woken Up From My Nap… HOW RUDE!!

The Red Dude In A Skirt…..

I ended up dumped off on some Warg named Morsum,

The Warg, Morsum

who kept sending me back and forth to the red dude wearing a skirt…

Oh My Aching Paws

I found out his name was Chief Guard Duthurz of the Krahjarn Tribe…

Not As Cool As The Dude In The Yellow Hat

He actually expected to boss me around? Really dude??? All you do is dance around a fire with your friends all day.

All them morale points and all you are good for is bossing us around and dancing…

So after a while, I found one of my littermates here at home hell home…

BROTHER!! I FOUND YOU!!!

Also called Gramsfoot…. Also known as the slum at the top of the stairs….

Home Hell Home

So continues my descent into hell, and my servitude to Angmar. I blame the red guy in the skirt…. One of these days I just might bite him in the ass…. or a claw… bleed damage over time is a beautiful thing!