During the day, sentries guard the sleeping. When the sky is dark and the moon dances with the stars, this is when the real fun begins. Munashii Gekko's forest is the only haunt where you can find your local misfits all in one place. A land of the forbidden and forgotten, a place that is riddled with dangers of a whole different kind. The wolves here have long misplaced their rightful minds, and now live like creatures damned to prowl and lurk through the night. It's easy to lose yourself here, sanity was sure to fade away and wither; there was never anything normal about this nefarious nest. The silent threats that whispered in the breeze were enough to deter even the largest of demons around. It was not strength nor wit that ensured your survival here with Eric, and challengers would be torn down with a morose lethality - there was nothing left in his cold blue eyes that promised mercy to anyone who dared to overstep their worth. So, would you give up the sun for the moon and stars? Do you have enough vigor to become a well regarded sentry? - Put on a game face to step up and pass the sepia king's test or turn and leave before he catches your scent. You never know who wants to snack on your delicious blood in this forest.

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It had been a long time since he had entered a packland.He had two personalities, Oturion, who he onnly showed to the beautiful healer Jean, And scarface, a creature molded by his father and make immortal by human cruelty. He hated the sun, always had, And for a time he had lived in the dark desolation of The Cave. But now he moved, His black frame riddled with scars, from fights with traitorous dogs, and idiot fools. He fought his way to infamy, nearly as famed as bloodspill, who he often lusted after. A long jagged scar across his face, causing his lip to be in a permanent snarl and exposing unusually long canines, was caused by his own father.He had fed last night, a slutty litttle femme who he promptly raped and bled. Yes, he was sadistic, a rapist, murderer, puup-killer...Pure evil. His orange eyes seemed to glow with malice. As he approached the border, The full moon stood heavy in the sky. From here he could see the shape of Wolfbane, the evil one, imprinted in the moon.

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