Werewolf Maker 666
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{In this story the old Werewolf Champion cursed with Immortality, and unable to control his wolf form. And he was captured by High Elf Empire, and is sentenced to Death publicly decapitation. But that depends, on if anyone wishes to try to save him. If nor, anyone taking part will get to see him in action.}
A man sat in a dark, and dank prison cell, in a High Elf prison. He couldn't remember the name of the city he was in, but he new it didn't matter.
'Why do I have to be treated this way?' He thought to himself. He wore rags around him, being a prisoner. He had silver chains around his wrists, and ankles. And a collar around his throat.
Then a High elf walked to the door unlocking, and grabbing his collar dragging him to the courtyard of the castle. An ax men stood ready at the block.
'So it has finally come?' He thought to himself
"Any last words beast?" He asked the man looking at him his arms behind his back.
"Yea....Go f***f yourself Daedra gods." He said looking to the sky. He didn't seem happy he finally got to die, but he also wanted to live out some of life's good things. He spent most of his life trying to live them, but he knows now. It might as well be the end.