The forest stands tall and lush here; ancient trees reach weather-twisted arms to the sky, fighting monster-like storm clouds back with their interlacing fingers. Shadow seems to lurk everywhere you look, but it spills calmly, coolly, inspiring a sense of stealthy calm or protection rather than unease. That is, if you've forgotten what kind of creature might be stalking just out of sight...Abendrot is a land cradled by the dark woods on all sides; in the center, some of the larger trees stay behind to reveal a small plateau - a citadel where this pack can gather and defend itself from invaders. There are, of course, softer sides to the land. Clearings here and there allow the sun to throw down its rays in incongruously resplendent gold showers. Ignore the lingering scents of blood spattered here and there along the borders: those do not concern you. The river on one edge of the territory is playful enough when it hasn't been gorged by violent rain. You can choose to note the ragged claw marks raked down tree trunks and the forest floor as friendly "Home Sweet Home" signs, if you wish.

All who treasure loyalty, order, victory, and the occasional indulgence of raw visceral pleasure are welcome, once they've been approved by the ever-watchful eyes of Abendrot's Alpha. But keep one thing in mind: no matter what your motive, this is not a fool's Paradise. This is the land of soldiers, assassins, and spies. This is ABENDROT.

Make up your mind quickly and prepare to prove your worth. You wouldn't want to add to those blood spatters, would you...?

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A wolf in sheep's clothing
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Posted on January 15, 2016 at 06:25:24 PM by Draven

Draven

I'm Your Worst Nightmare Dressed as your Day Dream
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The ebonero dog had many tricks up his sleeve... Many of which had clearly been overlooked by the Ice King. The first had been his perseverance. His need for vengeance on Halina was overbearing, and he would fight Til his last breath to win out in order to destroy her. To kill him. He would die happily only when she, too, was in the ground, dead and cold. But now that vengeance was extended to the Queen, Scarlet Nights, and his sadistic side desired to do many dark and twisted things to her - to beat her, break her, rape her, until not only her body but also her soul were broken... And then push her and push until she died... And then continue to take out his wrath on her dead corpse. In a lesser sense, he wanted to take out his vengeance on Kershov himself. Kershov had prevented him from finishing off Halina, and, Draven suspected, had been the one to find the resources to heal her. He also had been Draven's main torturer, and killing and destroying Scarlet would go lengths to harm him as well.

But another trait that Kershov had overlooked - perhaps he had not thought of it at all - was that in order for Draven to have poisoned Halina with the plant he had and not fallen ill himself, he would have had to had knowledge of it. In fact, he had extensive knowledge of many herbs, and if he had a different alignment, could be a healer, but instead was labelled as a broader term - herbologist. The Ice King had made the mistake of letting Draven be alone for a week... And then another. Draven had time to not only rest... But heal himself. He had made use of the plants around him and had poulticed his own wounds, eaten herbs that had aided in his immune system. He had healed quicker than he would have on his own. He had grown stronger. Perhaps his broken mind helped him to ignore the pain, and push himself harder and faster.

So when the Ice King came to him, the prisoner was ready. 'Draven. There you are, dog. Been lonely?' Without warning, the brute erupted toward the king, aiming to push into him and knock him over, before taking off as quickly as he could. He had heard about the Cougars that had attacked that pack - now would be the perfect time to escape because since they members were likely all injured, they would not be able to catch up to him. "Whatever blood I spill will be on your paws, Kershov!"

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