L3ggy
Special Operations FOX-HOUND
It began with the forging of the Great Wins. Three were given to the Wolves; immortal, wisest and fairest of all beings. Seven, to the Dog lords, great miners and craftsmen of the mountain halls. And nine, nine rings were gifted to the race of Cats, who above all else desire power. For within these Wins was bound the strength and the will to govern over each race. But they were all of them deceived, for a new win was made. In the land of Mordor, in the fires of Mount Doom, the Dark Lord Jon forged in secret, a master win, to control all others. And into this win he poured all his cruelty, his malice and his will to dominate all life. One win to rule them all. One by one, the free peoples of Middle Earth fell to the power of the Win. But there were some who resisted. A last alliance of Cats and Wolves marched against the armies of Mordor, and on the very slopes of Mount Doom, they fought for the freedom of Earth. Victory was near, but the power of the Win could not be undone. It was in this moment, when all hope had faded, that TheOrangeCat, son of the king, took up his father's sword. And Jon, enemy of the free peoples of Earth, was defeated. The Win passed to Isildur, who had this one chance to destroy evil forever, but the hearts of Cats are easily corrupted. And the Win of Power has a will of its own. It betrayed TheOrangeCat, to his death. And some things that should not have been forgotten were lost. History became legend. Legend became myth. And for two and a half thousand years, the win passed out of all knowledge.
