The Fellowship of the Ring Werewolf

[Frank the Tank]

In the deep hush of night, when shadows gathered thickest, a fateful weakness assailed the ringbearer Frodo. Drawn by the perilous lustre of the One Ring, he yielded to its ancient, insidious call, and upon his finger, the golden menace slid.

Instantly, from the high towers of Barad-dûr, a dreadful alarm was struck! The Eye, sleepless and terrible, pierced the enfolding darkness, a searing beam of malice that crossed leagues in a blink. The very air shivered with the knowledge of the Ring’s presence, and the remaining forces of evil were roused to a heightened fury.

Yet, by some grace of fate, the exact location of the ringbearer remained veiled, a pinpoint of light shimmering maddeningly beyond their true grasp. Frustrated, the enemy could not precisely seize its prize. Instead, the wrathful will of Mordor lashed out, a sweeping, blind blow of pure malice directed at the suspected region. And there, amongst the innocent and the unwary, was struck down one known by the humble name of Maeve the Madam, who perished instantly, a tragic, unintended sacrifice to the eternal War.

The forces of evil are now more keenly attuned to the call and power of the ring, and desperately seek its call again, that their vision may, perchance, improve

Maeve the Madam was Merry Brandybuck, The Whisperer, Hobbit of The Shire

Magda the Maid was Frodo Baggins, Hobbit of the Shire.



As he fell, the One Ring slipped from his grasp to the ground. Hearing the call from down the path, another Hobbit ran screaming to the body of his friend. As his tears cleared, he saw the ring and understood the duty that now befell him. He picked up the ring and, vowing to avenge Frodo's death, turned towards Mordor

Emboldened by the fortune of yesterday, the forces of evil went out into the night, seeking to further strengthen their hand. Knowing few remained who could bear the responsibility of the One Ring, they sought a Hobbit, should one be unguarded in the darkness.

Perchance, as they approached the village, their evil gazes fell upon a Halfling sat crying alone, weeping for the loss of his closet friend. As they approached, he heard a sound and looked up in unfounded hope, calling out "Frodo, is that you?" but his hope was extinguished as fast as his life, the servants of Sauron cascading upon him with a fury.

Pat the Baker is dead. He was Samwise Gamgee, Hobbit of the Shire

I'm just trying to get all this clear in my head before Benjamin reappears and tries to cause confusion again. 
We can only have 4 hobbits. There are no other hobbits that they could be? 
Just trying to figure out if there is any way in which Benjamin is not wolf. Cover off that 1% doubt. 
The counterclaim seals it for me really. 

"One power of the ring is to change the lynch to guarantee a wolf is killed, the wolf is randed so Vincent was killed."