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Uunderwere was rich with laughter; thunderous guffaws echoed from G'glynn's chamber. The White Wolf tickled to new limits by his nemesis, a grand victory for the Hell Hound. The night was approaching and G'glynn would make his leave. Tonight a full moon would mean a night of terror for whatever town or city the Hell Hound would terrorize. Guards and warriors will fall to his touch, reminding all the might of this vellicate vampire. He shared his plans with Z'nth, in a mocking way reminding the wolf no one could stop him now. As he left his kingdom a wayward thief makes his move... Fenrikk the red fox utilizes a secret entrance revealed to him by the Huntress, Tsai Lynz. Through a hidden tunnel he makes way into Uunderwere. Keeping close to the shadows, Fenrikk scurries into G'glynn's castle. Thanks for Tsai's info, he learned that the Hell Hound favors tickling sprees during the full moon, something theatrical about it, it was the perfect time to enter the castle. The biggest threat is gone, now he only had to worry about the guards... they proved to be easily avoided... perhaps they never had intruders before. However, Fenrikk felt a pair of eyes watching him. He had to be cautious.

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And be sure to read the fan stories that explains what happens to G'glynn...
Prologue to G'glynn Like a LunaticAs the panther made his way out of the town of Bristle, he heard the shrill laugh of the stickletop, Boldr. Stoks smiled to himself as he walked back into Wormwood and toward what the townspeople called Vulture’s Plume Tree, but to Stoks, he called it home. Stoks made his way toward the tree when he stopped, turned around, and drew his blade to a red fox clad in shady clothes. The red fox had jumped away from Stoks’ steel and put his hand up.
“Please, I’m not going to rob you.” The fox said.
“Heh! I don’t trust fox’s words.” Stoks said.
“Stoks, infamous bandit of Lu’ni…” The fox addressed.
“…I disowned that title and that village ages ago.” Stoks scoffed, turning back around.
“I require your services.” The fox finished. This made the panther turn back to the fox and look at him. Later, in Stoks’ apartment, the fox properly introduced himself.
“I am Fenrikk, the G'glynn Like a LunaticG’glynn walked through the empty streets of the Grand City of Prodd. It was nighttime, and the citizens were stuck in their homes because of the warnings that the Royal Guards of Prodd issued of G’glynn’s approach. Of course, this did not stop the Hell Hound from strutting up the streets to the White Wolf Inn, where he knew that non-believers of G’glynn’s arrival would be; where he would make them believe. The snake heads on his sides were hissing in anticipation, nuzzling G’glynn’s sides and neck endearingly, and looking around for anyone out at night. He opened the door of the inn, stepped one bare foot into the tavern, and a lot of the patrons already in there turned heads, and made their eyes shrink in disbelief.
“That’s right, fools, I’m here. Now, anyone want to take a swing at me?” G’glynn offered with an egotistical tone of voice, looking at various warriors and laborers who had lined the tables and the bar

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Uunderwere was rich with laughter; thunderous guffaws echoed from G'glynn's chamber. The White Wolf tickled to new limits by his nemesis, a grand victory for the Hell Hound. The night was approaching and G'glynn would make his leave. Tonight a full moon would mean a night of terror for whatever town or city the Hell Hound would terrorize. Guards and warriors will fall to his touch, reminding all the might of this vellicate vampire. He shared his plans with Z'nth, in a mocking way reminding the wolf no one could stop him now. As he left his kingdom a wayward thief makes his move... Fenrikk the red fox utilizes a secret entrance revealed to him by the Huntress, Tsai Lynz. Through a hidden tunnel he makes way into Uunderwere. Keeping close to the shadows, Fenrikk scurries into G'glynn's castle. Thanks for Tsai's info, he learned that the Hell Hound favors tickling sprees during the full moon, something theatrical about it, it was the perfect time to enter the castle. The biggest threat is gone, now he only had to worry about the guards... they proved to be easily avoided... perhaps they never had intruders before. However, Fenrikk felt a pair of eyes watching him. He had to be cautious.

Story continues sta.sh/26d8mtgg856?edit=1

And be sure to read the fan stories that explains what happens to G'glynn...
Prologue to G'glynn Like a LunaticAs the panther made his way out of the town of Bristle, he heard the shrill laugh of the stickletop, Boldr. Stoks smiled to himself as he walked back into Wormwood and toward what the townspeople called Vulture’s Plume Tree, but to Stoks, he called it home. Stoks made his way toward the tree when he stopped, turned around, and drew his blade to a red fox clad in shady clothes. The red fox had jumped away from Stoks’ steel and put his hand up.
“Please, I’m not going to rob you.” The fox said.
“Heh! I don’t trust fox’s words.” Stoks said.
“Stoks, infamous bandit of Lu’ni…” The fox addressed.
“…I disowned that title and that village ages ago.” Stoks scoffed, turning back around.
“I require your services.” The fox finished. This made the panther turn back to the fox and look at him. Later, in Stoks’ apartment, the fox properly introduced himself.
“I am Fenrikk, the G'glynn Like a LunaticG’glynn walked through the empty streets of the Grand City of Prodd. It was nighttime, and the citizens were stuck in their homes because of the warnings that the Royal Guards of Prodd issued of G’glynn’s approach. Of course, this did not stop the Hell Hound from strutting up the streets to the White Wolf Inn, where he knew that non-believers of G’glynn’s arrival would be; where he would make them believe. The snake heads on his sides were hissing in anticipation, nuzzling G’glynn’s sides and neck endearingly, and looking around for anyone out at night. He opened the door of the inn, stepped one bare foot into the tavern, and a lot of the patrons already in there turned heads, and made their eyes shrink in disbelief.
“That’s right, fools, I’m here. Now, anyone want to take a swing at me?” G’glynn offered with an egotistical tone of voice, looking at various warriors and laborers who had lined the tables and the bar