2. Sordid Sauron - by Dean Maia of Este
The Necromancer, Lord of werewolves, Master of the Tower of Fear, whose Name was Torment, belched. He took another huge bite of the roast meat he held in his hand, washed it down with the rest of the picture of beer, and lit his pipe.
Ever since he joined Morgoth, he found the pleasures of the flesh irresistible. Morgoth did not care as long as it did not interfere with his keeping order.
He stood in his new body and walked over to the bed. After he signaled to the Orc to bring him more beer he stared at the female Elf tied to the bedpost. He had not discovered what she had to do with the fleshly pleasures. But he would.
Dean Maia of Este