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The great primordial floated through the empty space, it was truly empty, not just the space between two objects a great deal apart. No, this level of creation, this universe was empty. in the wake of the great primordial came smaller scavengers. These were the empty gods, those gods without a world to tend to, and they waited behind the primordial for what would now happen.
With a world shattering groan, the Primordial opened his mouth, and a galaxy was formed. planets, suns, and celestial bodies were strewn forth.
The dozens of gods behind the primordial scattered, each trying to claim of the few favorable worlds which would be created.
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There was one huge mega continent on the newly formed planet of Anor, lush and green, forest stretching from one end to the other, only broken by long peeks. here and there could be seen animals, and more rarely, small tribes of creature on two legs, hairless, with make shift tools and clothes. at each end of the continent was a pola cap, where the land was cold and icy, and in one are there was a huge inland island.
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with a shattering boom, the gods broke through the atmosphere. Normally, only one god would be able to claim the world. That was the rule. One god per planet. But something went wrong. The rules had failed, and for a brief moment, more gods were able to enter, before the rules righted themselves, and the planet was locked to any new gods entering.
With a world shattering groan, the Primordial opened his mouth, and a galaxy was formed. planets, suns, and celestial bodies were strewn forth.
The dozens of gods behind the primordial scattered, each trying to claim of the few favorable worlds which would be created.
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There was one huge mega continent on the newly formed planet of Anor, lush and green, forest stretching from one end to the other, only broken by long peeks. here and there could be seen animals, and more rarely, small tribes of creature on two legs, hairless, with make shift tools and clothes. at each end of the continent was a pola cap, where the land was cold and icy, and in one are there was a huge inland island.
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with a shattering boom, the gods broke through the atmosphere. Normally, only one god would be able to claim the world. That was the rule. One god per planet. But something went wrong. The rules had failed, and for a brief moment, more gods were able to enter, before the rules righted themselves, and the planet was locked to any new gods entering.
your first point of call should be to gain some followers, then expand and secure your followers areas
you each have 4 SP for the round. the round will end when i think it should.
-also GLHF
you each have 4 SP for the round. the round will end when i think it should.
-also GLHF
Brunt in the newly given land knew what to do.
Brunt changed form of to what represented this people but showing himself as a god like being; Brunt found a tribe which he attempted to enter and become there leader by using his knowledge to teach them how to be civilize.
Brunt knew that he had to earn the trust of the people before he could ever become there God and when they so believe into the God he will be able to control there weak minds.
Brunt changed form of to what represented this people but showing himself as a god like being; Brunt found a tribe which he attempted to enter and become there leader by using his knowledge to teach them how to be civilize.
Brunt knew that he had to earn the trust of the people before he could ever become there God and when they so believe into the God he will be able to control there weak minds.
I've changed it for you, I think this is what you wanted you can write the outcome now.
After a countless time in the void, The Hierophant soars toward this new world. He feels emotions hat have been dead in him for a long time, He was eager, frightened, but most of all, hopeful that this will make things better and redeem him. He sets his tired eyes to a small tribe settled at the base of a mountain and watched the strange creatures there, they were diffrent from the other beasts on this world, He could sense thought's in them and He could feel their potential.
Unseeable by their eyes he found the sleeping elder and entered his dreams to delivered his message. The elder was in awe, and frightened at this strange being making grand promises but understood what this meant, the elder knew that He will protect and guide them in their long journey and awoke to tell his people what he saw in his dreams.
Unseeable by their eyes he found the sleeping elder and entered his dreams to delivered his message. The elder was in awe, and frightened at this strange being making grand promises but understood what this meant, the elder knew that He will protect and guide them in their long journey and awoke to tell his people what he saw in his dreams.
brunt32 said:
To some extent your doing what is known as god-modding, writing up the out come of your event as well as what you do. No biggie, just a note for the future.
-also, you might want to tell me what gifts you give to them, even if its just a brief outline
-also, are you appearing to them as a god? or a human. and whats a Gob.
-also, you might want to tell me what gifts you give to them, even if its just a brief outline
-also, are you appearing to them as a god? or a human. and whats a Gob.
when the elder woke, he stumbled out to his people, the two hundred savages of the Hyran camp.Zirat said:
"I have been given visions. I was approached by a being in my sleep. He promised us power, help, and a future" And with that, they began to set up a shrine, a rock mound, at which the top of they placed a torch. And they called it the light of the Hierophant.
This looks like it has great potential, if you're still accepting characters I'll have a sheet up by the end of tomorrow. Right now I have to go to a party. 
cool, glad to have you!FancyfulFanta said:This looks like it has great potential, if you're still accepting characters I'll have a sheet up by the end of tomorrow. Right now I have to go to a party.
He leapt up the mountain, a pack of dark wolves following him. Shibu knew that to survive, he had to incite fear into the newcomers of the world. He soon enough found a lonely tribe beneath him at the base of the mountain. "What do those creatures fear the most?" he contemplated.
He saw the areas around the village, and saw potential. He let out a howling noise, and started creating new beings. Dangerous animals. Violent beasts. Entities the people could never imagine in their wildest nightmares. These monsters wouldn't kill them all. No, that wasn't the plan. They would only strike them with the most dangerous fear. Fear of the unknown. They would rarely be seen. They would only be myths to the people. But myths they would believe.
He saw the areas around the village, and saw potential. He let out a howling noise, and started creating new beings. Dangerous animals. Violent beasts. Entities the people could never imagine in their wildest nightmares. These monsters wouldn't kill them all. No, that wasn't the plan. They would only strike them with the most dangerous fear. Fear of the unknown. They would rarely be seen. They would only be myths to the people. But myths they would believe.
Don't know if this is okay, not really sure what we're supposed to do.
The tribesmen began to set a watch at night. Fires would be set around the village. In the center of the village a shrine is set up, in some desperate attempt to ward of these new creatures. here sacrifices of lamb and rabbit would be made to the god of the night and wolf, so that he would not attack them.Arkhangelsk said:
A legend comes into being amongst the local peoples. The legend of the wolf man, a monster in the night, which during the day appears as a man.
-What exactly are you creating?
-Your doing great, apart from a slight bit of god modding, everyones been good, the first little bits a bit boring as you set up your religion, but it gets better once you go to war, you gain kingdoms and armys, and you create massive machines of war.
-Your doing great, apart from a slight bit of god modding, everyones been good, the first little bits a bit boring as you set up your religion, but it gets better once you go to war, you gain kingdoms and armys, and you create massive machines of war.
Has it started already? If it hasn't can I join?
I would like to be a God of Scheming if I am Accepted though.
I would like to be a God of Scheming if I am Accepted though.
[spoiler-Maverick the Abomination]Name: Maverick the Abomination
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Description: A Human shaped being. He has no Features what so ever, and his Form seems to be completely Black. With Stars glittering inside. When his Trait is Active, a Collection of Brightly Colored Energy flows around him.
Personality: Maverick is the Collective Feelings of Hope, Change, Ambition, Control, and Schemes. Of an Entire Galaxy. He has consumed the Souls of 59 Gods. and He Consumed the Souls of a single Innocent Schemer. This all evens out to the Normal emotional range of a normal Person. Basically, his personality are the first 4, and Schemes is his Main Personality Trait. Also, the 59 Gods were also Proud, which means that Pride is noticeable as well.
Backstory: Maverick is not a God, or a Demon. It was born when, in another Galaxy, there was a Pantheon of Gods. These Gods numbered in the Dozens. In turn, each God ruled over a single world where their aspect ruled supreme. Some of them genuinely cared for their Followers while others.....less so. However, among them, they all had one thing in common. They had no God of Ambition. Of Change. Of Schemes. of Hope and of Control. Each of these Gods have passed on long ago, to where, no one knows, but that is not important to the story. Now in that Galaxy, each God was strengthened when Mortals did these thins related to their Domain. The God of Invention required only that his people Invent, anything no matter how Crude, Brilliant, Good, or Evil, would be accepted. The same with a God of Love. or Of Sex. or Of Dreams.
However there was no supreme Being to hold onto these lost 5. The Gods that were interested in such power couldn't even touch it. So these Lumps of Power grew. and Grew. and Grew. Until the Gods themselves decided to seal the 5 Powers. Their God of Stability imprisoned these Lumps of Power in a single location, within their Galaxy, where his World would watch over it for all eternity. He miscalculated. These Powers, which had grown unimpeded for Millennia, combined with each other. Turning into a single mass of Energy. At the same time, the Gods were getting restless. They had found the Limits of what One World could give them, and they wanted more. They wanted to change the Universe into their Image, hating the current one. They Schemed behind the backs of their Friends, Family, Comrades so as to do so. They did all these with Hope in their heart, Hope that they would Win, that they Would make a Better Universe, that they would be king. Lastly, they sought control, to Control the Hundred Worlds. To Control the Galaxy.
It is unclear if the Lump of Energy had planned for it to be so, or if, when imprisoned, the Energy started to affect the Gods. Whatever the result, the Conflict was Inevitable. The Gods warred with each other. A Brutal, terrifying Struggle that spread Horror across the Galaxy. In the World of Stability, they felt the Coming Horror. So one Man, a Good, Kind, but ultimately HUMAN Man, sought to escape the Storm marching their way. He opened the Gates, in a bid for the 5 Powers, who by this point was stronger than any one God, to help him. He believed that It was intelligent, that It was Merciful, that It was wrong for it to be imprisoned. He was wrong. The 5 Powers had felt the Horror from across the Galaxy. A Horror brought upon by Ambition, Change, Schemes, Hope, and Control. So it fed upon that as well. It learned the Evil both God and Man could Inflict upon each other. At the same Time, It felt the Pain of the Inflicted as well. It knew MUCH. However, the strange, being in front of it stank of none of it. It dod not Inflict. It did not Suffer. It did not Scheme, or Hope, or Change, or anything else the Power could Identify. It was simply......a Man. It was curious, so It asked him a Question. "Why are You Here?" it Said. The man Replied "I Plan to Survive." The Abomination took the Man's Soul Apart, and his Scheme, or what the Abomination considered as Scheme, became the Primary Facet of It's Personality. The One thing the Abomination did not have was Intelligence. Something to Guide It into Action. The Man supplied that as well. The Abomination waited. Then, after 500 years, it broke free.
By this Time, the Gods had wiped themselves out to half of their Original Number. The Survivors sensed this New Power, and Feared. The Abomination summoned the 5 Emotions within all the Gods ,even the Dead God who were killed by their Fellows , and consumed them. Along with It's own Power, it brought along a piece of the Gods' Souls. For the Living, they felt a part of themselves was lost forever. For the Dead.....there Souls could Never be found ever again. The Gods attempted to hunt Down the Abomination, they managed to find him in a corner of the Galaxy, wishing to escape. Before it Could say anything, The Gods fought it. Attempting to Kill It. The Abomination, calling itself Maverick because of this Incident, fought back. The Galaxy screamed for Months as the Battle Raged the Worlds trembled and Died form the Massive struggle. All the Mortals eventually Died, their Fragile Souls ripped into Pieces by the Struggle. Eventually, It Stopped. The Gods returned, in Defeat. Half their Number dead, and the Abomination having escaped their Grasp. Floating among the Stars.
Ultimate Aspect: Schemes. He can create a Scheme and have the Foresight to predict how it would go without Divine Interference. However, if he knows that A God will interfere, the God will be put into the scenario as well.
Lesser Aspects: Hunger. He consumes the Souls of Gods and Mortals. Each Soul being absorbed increases his Power.
Traits: Aura of Unreality. Being from another Universe, Maverick oozes a sense of Utter Wrongness to the Inhabitants of another Universe. The Gods in his Presence will find him Strange and Unusual. Mortals turn into Maverick's Slaves. No Drive, No Purpose. Only following Maverick's Will. Maverick normally keeps this under wraps as the Mortals lose EVERYTHING that Maverick Values, the 5 Aspects, and he considers it a Necessary Evil. The Gods can still sense it though.
Personae: The Wanderer. He wants to find a Purpose to his Life, so he consumes everything he finds in an attempt to find it. and There are Many Universes. All Maverick has to do is be patient.
Flaws: Currently, Maverick's weakness is his Pride. Or more accurately, the Pride of 59 Gods. Another Weakness is his Hunger. In Maverick's universe, each soul had a purpose. Each God had a Duty. Maverick is neither. So he consumes Gods and Souls in an attempt to find Purpose. Not that he can't stop mind you, just that he is lost. He does not know what he can do. Hell, even finding purpose in the little things of life will make him happy.
Note However, he does not need to consume souls to keep him Alive. He thrives on his 5 Aspects. The Souls' 5 Aspects joining Maverick's Power, and memory joining his Intellect, the soul Being consumed is a side effect. He DOES get stronger with each consumption, but if He suddenly decides to not Consume anymore, he will still Live.
Lastly, because he is not a God, he Cannot Create. Which means that he is more of a Malignant Virus than a Creator really. However, he CAN twist the Power already there into what he wills. So, if there are 10 souls in a given area, he Can twist them into a Guardian with Impressive Power, but will still lack all but ONE Aspect that Maverick desires. He may choose which one that will be.
Nemesis: Repentance. Unlike the Dead Gods who were slain during the Civil War, the Gods slain by Maverick still had their Souls. The Souls and the Gods convened on what to do next. Each and Every God there voted Unanimously to Repent for the Crime of allowing Maverick to Roam Free. So, the Gods still Alive killed themselves. The God of Repentance was the only Exception. The Souls rushed into his Form, and the God of Repentance was gone. His Individuality consumed into a Collective with one Purpose. To Repent for their Crime. So they Hunt Maverick down. No matter the Cost to themselves, so the Monster will Die. The Only thing that will stop them is Maverick's Death, for they know that no matter how many people die, at least they will not be consumed by the Abomination.
FINAL NOTE: The Gods he has devoured are lesser Gods, which explains why there are so many in the first place. This basically means his power Level is the same as the others. Just that he schemes are beyond Mortal, and sometimes even Divine, Comprehension.[/spoiler]
Image:
Symbol:
Description: A Human shaped being. He has no Features what so ever, and his Form seems to be completely Black. With Stars glittering inside. When his Trait is Active, a Collection of Brightly Colored Energy flows around him.
Personality: Maverick is the Collective Feelings of Hope, Change, Ambition, Control, and Schemes. Of an Entire Galaxy. He has consumed the Souls of 59 Gods. and He Consumed the Souls of a single Innocent Schemer. This all evens out to the Normal emotional range of a normal Person. Basically, his personality are the first 4, and Schemes is his Main Personality Trait. Also, the 59 Gods were also Proud, which means that Pride is noticeable as well.
Backstory: Maverick is not a God, or a Demon. It was born when, in another Galaxy, there was a Pantheon of Gods. These Gods numbered in the Dozens. In turn, each God ruled over a single world where their aspect ruled supreme. Some of them genuinely cared for their Followers while others.....less so. However, among them, they all had one thing in common. They had no God of Ambition. Of Change. Of Schemes. of Hope and of Control. Each of these Gods have passed on long ago, to where, no one knows, but that is not important to the story. Now in that Galaxy, each God was strengthened when Mortals did these thins related to their Domain. The God of Invention required only that his people Invent, anything no matter how Crude, Brilliant, Good, or Evil, would be accepted. The same with a God of Love. or Of Sex. or Of Dreams.
However there was no supreme Being to hold onto these lost 5. The Gods that were interested in such power couldn't even touch it. So these Lumps of Power grew. and Grew. and Grew. Until the Gods themselves decided to seal the 5 Powers. Their God of Stability imprisoned these Lumps of Power in a single location, within their Galaxy, where his World would watch over it for all eternity. He miscalculated. These Powers, which had grown unimpeded for Millennia, combined with each other. Turning into a single mass of Energy. At the same time, the Gods were getting restless. They had found the Limits of what One World could give them, and they wanted more. They wanted to change the Universe into their Image, hating the current one. They Schemed behind the backs of their Friends, Family, Comrades so as to do so. They did all these with Hope in their heart, Hope that they would Win, that they Would make a Better Universe, that they would be king. Lastly, they sought control, to Control the Hundred Worlds. To Control the Galaxy.
It is unclear if the Lump of Energy had planned for it to be so, or if, when imprisoned, the Energy started to affect the Gods. Whatever the result, the Conflict was Inevitable. The Gods warred with each other. A Brutal, terrifying Struggle that spread Horror across the Galaxy. In the World of Stability, they felt the Coming Horror. So one Man, a Good, Kind, but ultimately HUMAN Man, sought to escape the Storm marching their way. He opened the Gates, in a bid for the 5 Powers, who by this point was stronger than any one God, to help him. He believed that It was intelligent, that It was Merciful, that It was wrong for it to be imprisoned. He was wrong. The 5 Powers had felt the Horror from across the Galaxy. A Horror brought upon by Ambition, Change, Schemes, Hope, and Control. So it fed upon that as well. It learned the Evil both God and Man could Inflict upon each other. At the same Time, It felt the Pain of the Inflicted as well. It knew MUCH. However, the strange, being in front of it stank of none of it. It dod not Inflict. It did not Suffer. It did not Scheme, or Hope, or Change, or anything else the Power could Identify. It was simply......a Man. It was curious, so It asked him a Question. "Why are You Here?" it Said. The man Replied "I Plan to Survive." The Abomination took the Man's Soul Apart, and his Scheme, or what the Abomination considered as Scheme, became the Primary Facet of It's Personality. The One thing the Abomination did not have was Intelligence. Something to Guide It into Action. The Man supplied that as well. The Abomination waited. Then, after 500 years, it broke free.
By this Time, the Gods had wiped themselves out to half of their Original Number. The Survivors sensed this New Power, and Feared. The Abomination summoned the 5 Emotions within all the Gods ,even the Dead God who were killed by their Fellows , and consumed them. Along with It's own Power, it brought along a piece of the Gods' Souls. For the Living, they felt a part of themselves was lost forever. For the Dead.....there Souls could Never be found ever again. The Gods attempted to hunt Down the Abomination, they managed to find him in a corner of the Galaxy, wishing to escape. Before it Could say anything, The Gods fought it. Attempting to Kill It. The Abomination, calling itself Maverick because of this Incident, fought back. The Galaxy screamed for Months as the Battle Raged the Worlds trembled and Died form the Massive struggle. All the Mortals eventually Died, their Fragile Souls ripped into Pieces by the Struggle. Eventually, It Stopped. The Gods returned, in Defeat. Half their Number dead, and the Abomination having escaped their Grasp. Floating among the Stars.
Ultimate Aspect: Schemes. He can create a Scheme and have the Foresight to predict how it would go without Divine Interference. However, if he knows that A God will interfere, the God will be put into the scenario as well.
Lesser Aspects: Hunger. He consumes the Souls of Gods and Mortals. Each Soul being absorbed increases his Power.
Traits: Aura of Unreality. Being from another Universe, Maverick oozes a sense of Utter Wrongness to the Inhabitants of another Universe. The Gods in his Presence will find him Strange and Unusual. Mortals turn into Maverick's Slaves. No Drive, No Purpose. Only following Maverick's Will. Maverick normally keeps this under wraps as the Mortals lose EVERYTHING that Maverick Values, the 5 Aspects, and he considers it a Necessary Evil. The Gods can still sense it though.
Personae: The Wanderer. He wants to find a Purpose to his Life, so he consumes everything he finds in an attempt to find it. and There are Many Universes. All Maverick has to do is be patient.
Flaws: Currently, Maverick's weakness is his Pride. Or more accurately, the Pride of 59 Gods. Another Weakness is his Hunger. In Maverick's universe, each soul had a purpose. Each God had a Duty. Maverick is neither. So he consumes Gods and Souls in an attempt to find Purpose. Not that he can't stop mind you, just that he is lost. He does not know what he can do. Hell, even finding purpose in the little things of life will make him happy.
Note However, he does not need to consume souls to keep him Alive. He thrives on his 5 Aspects. The Souls' 5 Aspects joining Maverick's Power, and memory joining his Intellect, the soul Being consumed is a side effect. He DOES get stronger with each consumption, but if He suddenly decides to not Consume anymore, he will still Live.
Lastly, because he is not a God, he Cannot Create. Which means that he is more of a Malignant Virus than a Creator really. However, he CAN twist the Power already there into what he wills. So, if there are 10 souls in a given area, he Can twist them into a Guardian with Impressive Power, but will still lack all but ONE Aspect that Maverick desires. He may choose which one that will be.
Nemesis: Repentance. Unlike the Dead Gods who were slain during the Civil War, the Gods slain by Maverick still had their Souls. The Souls and the Gods convened on what to do next. Each and Every God there voted Unanimously to Repent for the Crime of allowing Maverick to Roam Free. So, the Gods still Alive killed themselves. The God of Repentance was the only Exception. The Souls rushed into his Form, and the God of Repentance was gone. His Individuality consumed into a Collective with one Purpose. To Repent for their Crime. So they Hunt Maverick down. No matter the Cost to themselves, so the Monster will Die. The Only thing that will stop them is Maverick's Death, for they know that no matter how many people die, at least they will not be consumed by the Abomination.
FINAL NOTE: The Gods he has devoured are lesser Gods, which explains why there are so many in the first place. This basically means his power Level is the same as the others. Just that he schemes are beyond Mortal, and sometimes even Divine, Comprehension.[/spoiler]
The God of Energy descended upon Anor, his presence heralded by thunderclouds and static flashes. He felt that he was not alone on this world-- indeed, as Mek analyzed the ebb and flow of the planet's energies he recognized several powerful signatures. He would claim a land away from them all-- the storm rolled across the sky and settled at the southernmost point on the globe. He found the amplitude of Anor's magnetism quite comforting and sensed that the mineral wealth beneath the frozen soil was vast and untapped, and so determined to make this place his domain.
Below, the hardy snow-people of the southern pole observed a miraculous display-- the dark, cloudy firmament danced with crackling energy. Arcs of white lightning appeared like fissures in the dome of reality, and it seemed that, at the eye of this swirling storm, a blue star was forming. The star bulged and coalesced, drawing the lightning into its core. With a final, thunderous clap the clouds dispersed-- the orb of energy fell and struck the ground, plowing deep through layers of ice and rock and shaking the land, causing mountains to crumble. For a brief time there was chaos-- the isolated and sparsely populated villages in the deep mountains suffered avalanches and rock slides, yet when the land settled and the people calmed there was stillness and silence.
Mek was pleased-- he sat now at the heart of a great crater, floating above a lake of molten minerals, rocks and metals. Dimly, he was aware that tiny lifeforms were gathering around his Great Forge-- the curious native mortals who dwelt in the frozen mountains.
"Followers..." considered the God of Energy. He was not concerned with controlling or subjugating this population, but thought that a mutually beneficial relationship could be established. "They are few who survive in this harsh land... yet their wills must be strong. When many of them have gathered, I will raise a temple-- a tower to serve as a battery for my latent energies. I will begin a revolution for these cold, desperate people." For the moment, however, Mek rested and waited.
Below, the hardy snow-people of the southern pole observed a miraculous display-- the dark, cloudy firmament danced with crackling energy. Arcs of white lightning appeared like fissures in the dome of reality, and it seemed that, at the eye of this swirling storm, a blue star was forming. The star bulged and coalesced, drawing the lightning into its core. With a final, thunderous clap the clouds dispersed-- the orb of energy fell and struck the ground, plowing deep through layers of ice and rock and shaking the land, causing mountains to crumble. For a brief time there was chaos-- the isolated and sparsely populated villages in the deep mountains suffered avalanches and rock slides, yet when the land settled and the people calmed there was stillness and silence.
Mek was pleased-- he sat now at the heart of a great crater, floating above a lake of molten minerals, rocks and metals. Dimly, he was aware that tiny lifeforms were gathering around his Great Forge-- the curious native mortals who dwelt in the frozen mountains.
"Followers..." considered the God of Energy. He was not concerned with controlling or subjugating this population, but thought that a mutually beneficial relationship could be established. "They are few who survive in this harsh land... yet their wills must be strong. When many of them have gathered, I will raise a temple-- a tower to serve as a battery for my latent energies. I will begin a revolution for these cold, desperate people." For the moment, however, Mek rested and waited.
Ii'll have you in. but your the last person allowed. after this the game is closed to anyonewho hasnt already reserved or is playing.Walk227 said:
OCC: allright, i'll allow you some of this, as alot of these seem early for startgame.Arkhangelsk said:
A man struggled through the snow, it was late, and darkness was descending. behind him he could hear the sound of wolves howling. 500 metres he thought, as he began to run. with a slapt he tripped. "Argghh" he screamed. and the wolves were on him. A few hours later he staggered back into the town, bloody but alive.
OCC: you know have your first werewolf!