*>SAY warg

Beorn says 'At times, when food is scarce during the icy winter, and the pale'

Beorn says 'moon casts its gloomy light over the foothills of the Misty'

Beorn says 'Mountains, beyond the Great River, a horrendous sound can be'

Beorn says 'heard echoing through the vales. Those are the terrible howls of'

Beorn says 'the wargs, and the yelling of their orc-allies, talking to each'

Beorn says 'other in their dark, dreadful tongue.'

A fierce grimace of disgust comes to Beorn's face as he speaks.

Beorn says 'Many a night I've journeyed into the dales alone, to hunt those'

Beorn says 'loathsome creatures. And if you take the path from my homestead'

Beorn says 'to the Carrock, a little north of the trail you will find that my'

Beorn says 'hunts have not been in vain!'

Beorn cackles excitedly, clenching his huge fists.

Beorn says 'However, those are minor prey. The greater beasts, and mainly'

Beorn says 'their leader, the Warg Chief, are much more slippery.'

Beorn grunts in frustration.

Beorn says 'At times, wargs and orcs gather together in the mountainside'

Beorn says 'forests to make sinister plans under the moonlight. And then they'

Beorn says 'march down into the lower lands, wreaking havoc among our smaller'

Beorn says 'settlements on the other side of the river.'

Beorn's voice lowers, rage showing clearly on his face.

Beorn says 'But those foul creatures take good care not to come close to my'

Beorn says 'lands. And despite my efforts, I've never been able to give them'

Beorn says 'chase in time. I wish I could lay my hands on that damned Warg'

Beorn says 'Chief!'

With a loud growl, Beorn finishes his tale.