Wolf in Man's Clothing

Mort Myre:

A strange man was walking in the swamps. He was quite hairy, and had a monobrow. He had sharp teeth, but he was no Vampyre. He walked like a hunchback. He wasn't afraid of the swamp. He was a lost, confused soul. He saw a gate in the distance. But a shade attacked the man. The man let out a beastly roar, which scared the Shade away.

But a claw appeared out of the ground, and attacked the man. He ducked, and dived to the ground. He howled at the claw, but it kept attacking. The man jumped into the waters, and the Deinoscorpio disappeared under the earth.

The man approached the gate, where a flaming torch shone in his face.

"Identify!" Tamron screamed.

"Are you human?"

"Erm... yes."

The man licked his lips, and Tamron stood back, pointing the torch at him.

"I'm sorry to alarm you, but my lips are very dry, so I need to lick them to moisturize them. My name is Fidel. I got lost in the swamps, and come from Canifis."

"Nice to meet you, I'm Tamron. You must meet Dirth before you can become a part of the village. By the way, don't you ever shave?"

Fidel gave him a demonic look and entered. Tamron dismissed it.

Burgh de Rott:

Fidel was greeted by the whole village, but he didn't say a thing until Dirth and the Wanderer appeared.

"Who are you, poor stranger?" Dirth asked.

"I am Fidel, I come from up north. I got lost in the swamps, and caught a very strange, but new scent."

"He checks out. Welcome to the village Fidel - "

"And goodbye. So long. Never hope to see you again. I also hope you die on your way." The Wanderer interrupted.

Many shocked whispers were being spread, and Dirth was insulted.

"How could you say such terrible things?"

"Hes not human. Hes a werewolf. Or should I say, it is a werewolf!"

Fidel stared at him angrily, but spoke out.

"I am no werewolf! I am only hairy because there wasn't a decent shaving cream in the swamps!"

"You come from up north, Canifis? Town of the werewolves? Now get out, inFidel!"

Fidel turned away, but Dirth stopped him.

"Ignore him, hes not the leader of the village. Any lost soul is welcome here."

The Wanderer skulked to his hut, being booed by some of the villagers.