text: You ponder what the grippli captain said as you continue on your northward journey.  You haven't seen any cactii yet so you surmise you still have a long way to go.  But what other dangers await you?  So far you've encountered humunculi, undead, grippli, and even a beholder.  More amazing is that your sorry swineherding ass has survived this far.  Still, you have to wonder just how many different types of creatures there are under the Craxil's command and what this Craxil even looks like. 
  
   
  
  Your musings are cut short when your path is suddenly blocked by a very large wolf.  Its eyes glow red and it snarls with both anger and malice evident.  This wolf is no ordinary wolf.  It is huge and it looks like its possessed or something.  You draw your sword preparing to defend yourself but it doesn't attack, it simply stands there staring at you.  You attempt to move to the side and it follows as if to block your path.  You move to the other side and it follows again.  You take a step back and it follows with a step forward.  You aren't sure you even want to know what it will do if you take a step forward, and for once you aren't crazy enough to find out.
  
   
  Suddenly, the creature does something you did not expect.  It speaks. 
  
   
  "Tell me human, do you serve the Craxil?".
  
   
  You are tempted to lie and say yes but then how do you know that is the answer it wants to hear?  Maybe it serves the Craxil or maybe it is its enemy.  Either way, it looks like its going to kill you if you don't share its loyalties so you are going to have to decide what to say.
  
   
   
  > You what Is A Craxil? Is That A New Brand Of Butter Cracker?
   
  You attempt to lie to the giant wolf creature but despite your skill as sneakery you've always been a horrible liar.  The dishonesty is not taken well and before you know it, the massive canine has you on the ground and is sinking his jaw into your throat.  You spend the last moments of your life in sheer terror.
  
   
  THE END