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Ahote looks up at you, his tired old eyes ringed with red. "It didn't go as planned, Klel. But I suppose nothing ever does. I never knew that Williams was such a monster. He's changed everything. I can't understand how the government could have appointed a monster like that to watch over us." He stands suddenly, bristling with rage. "This was supposed to be a sanctuary!"

You fall back in surprise and dismay as the elder sweeps the books and papers from his desk with a single swipe of his paw. An ink well shatters on the opposite wall, staining it with a dark, violent spatter. In the dim light of the office, it looks like blood.

Ahote slams both of his hands flat on the desk and leans forward conspiratorially. "We'll need to be smart about it, Klel. None of Haken's march to glorious battle and death." He shakes his head. "Oh no. But it's time to remember that we're werewolves. Williams wants a war." Ahote pulls back, the full height of his lupine form filling the room as he smiles a toothy grin.

"Let's bring it to him."

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