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This is a short-story written by Sabrewolf ( sabrewolf123@aol.com ), and tells how he first came to Trev'ntook Castle.



I peered up from the bushes holding my wound tenderly. A deep gash on my arm. I recounted what had happened. I had been walking home from the coffe shop like I did every night, when suddenly, I had heard some little growls coming from a bush. BAD IDEA! I came upon a group of baby werewolves! They were play fighting and yipping at each other fondly. Hurriedly I turned around and ran as fast as I could. I knew mother werewolves get veeeeery P.Oed if someone messed with their nest. Too late!!! Mama broke the follage and came pounding after me on all fours. I barely took 5 steps when SLAM! Momma came slamming into my back sending me hurling facefirst into the mud. Before I could even sit up, the mother sat her 325 pounds on my chest. Then she hauled off and bit me hard on the arm. After that, she growled and ran off. I got up and dragged myself into the bushes. So here I am now. I knew what whould I grouped at my wound and fell to the mud screaming. Things just got worse after that. As you can amagine, I was no longer wanted in the coffe shop or even in the town. I fled into the desert before the townsmen could plug me with a silver bullet. I trudged along in the desert, hopelessly lost and thirsty. I was rejected in every town I came across because I was a werewolf. Until that is, I came to Tre'vntook castle. Blade Ironfoot, the master there, sympthaized with me and let me stay. Soon I met the other members of the castle, Ace, and Wyvern Stormhammer. I decided to help the other members and fight for them, after all, they were the only ones who didn't scream and run away when they saw me.


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