500 years ago a flash freeze wiped out vast swathes of this stunningly beautiful worlds populations. Temperatures plummeted to such a degree that the ornate structures and buildings of the people who lived on this usually temperate world, fractured and crumbled. They were not prepared for such extremes of weather, and in the crisis lost three quarters of their population.
On the main continent an area known as the Freelands became one of the first to stabilise after the 200 year desolation. The cities were lost what hadn’t fallen or been reclaimed by nature was held by the vampire families who had infact successfully hibernated for most of the prolonged winter. What humans remained had been scattered, first driven nderground into the magicore thermal tunnels that had originally been used to heat the cities and larger towns. These too had gradually cooled but it happened slowly giving the residents time to adjust and adapt. After the thaw they moved out of the Vampire territories and travelling East began building small and scattered townships. Heavily fortified, the residents were a hardy , resourceful and suspicious lot. They had to be, because although moving out of the cities free’d them from the grasp of the Vampire families, it put them in direct competition for land and territory with the ancient Werewolf clans of the East.
The two most prominent Clans in the region and the ones all others conceded two were the CarraighDu Clan of the North, led by the Govannons and the Solatia Clan of the South, led by ——. The boundary of their territories met in the eastern plains and was highly contested and the sight of many a bloody battle. More recently though a larger threat has forced The two Clans and all their individual pack families to agree to a truce until a Dire council meet can be held.
The threat? Human hunters. Having discovered a new power source they have started roaming the territories in rolling armoured caravans, attempting to capture werewolves.
CarraighDu
The Black Mountains Clan are the last pack of Red wolves to have been seen anywhere since before the freeze, they are a hardy and resilient breed and they need to be, for their territory is equally hard and unforgiving. Breathtaking and striking The black mountain range surrounds the free lands on the Northern and Eastern borders. The lower slopes are densely populated with broad blue pine trees. These forests are as unforgiving as the rest of the landscape, holding an ancient enchantment that anyone who bears the forest ill will shall never return. The spirits of this forest are not evil, but like nature they are red in tooth and claw. So if you enter there with weakness in your heart expect never to return.
This has been the home to theGovannon and their kin for as long as anyone can remember, Jack an Renee are the Alpha pair of the CarrraighDu Clan. They also hold their positions on the Dire Council, the Dire Council are called when a greater enemy threatens all the packs. each Pack has a representative on the council.
THE LANDS OF SOLATIA
Solatia was once a beautiful and magical land untouched by civilization!
A forest of colors, luscious and bountiful in it's growing. Flowers and plants of all kinds would blossom here. The air fresh and thick with the magnificent scents of the never ending touch of nature surrounding.
Animals of all kinds took shelter in the forest, lived in true harmony, the circle of life was abundant and perfectly shown.
A pack of mystical wolves originally stumbled upon the forest as they traveled the world in search of their promised lands. A paradise they were foreseen to take rest and make a new home. At first, it was just a scouting party and they returned to their full pack. Upon returning, the whole group had arrived and it became obvious these were no normal wolves. They were a pack of shape-shifting wolves, able to turn from animal to human when they wished. Not all were capable of this though, some simply were wolves who had joined the group on their travels.
With time, this pack grew stronger, their ranks grew more and a diversity came to their family.
However this peaceful life came to an abrupt end when Humans later stumbled upon the lands, they found deep within the forest a rare element named "Octiron", it's nickname however was "The Worlds Heart". Believed to be a resource that should only be available at the core of the planet. Finding such a large quantity here, they decided to make base, the humans used their mysterious ways to erect large buildings within the core of the forest. A tunnel system through the forest and had begun in no time to excavate the rare ore.
The pack were cautious at first, not wanting to bring danger to their homes but within days realized their mistakes. They were pushed to the outskirts, fighting every day with hunters for survival or to try and force the intruders away, the forest showed it's pain as more Octiron was mined away on a daily basis. It took what felt like a centuriy before the invading force felt they had depleted the land of it's resource. The pack finally managed to chase them out, casualties had happened and a deep resentment for humans had been born across the pack.
The city they had built ended up being too large for the land, the deep cavernous hole of depleted ores below collapsed, causing everything to sink deep into the forest's core once more, the tall buildings barely reached the ground level anymore and the lake which surrounded the city now cascaded down into a beautiful set of waterfalls, the forest was taking back it's land and had begun to emerge through the city, trees filling buildings, flowers blooming and the world was trying to hide Mankind's disgusting tampering. Like a gash was starting to finally heal after years of damage.
Solatia was born, the pack decided it a fitting name for their home and took back the land for themselves, they had years of work ahead to rebuild the paradise that was lost to them and refused to let the forest suffer any longer than it already had done!
It has been said many times, a young girl could be seen in the forest, ethereal and yet beautiful beyond words, sweet and full of innocence. Her appearance was rare and depending on how the forest was being treated, she could be seen happy and giddy, or full of sorrow.. She is Konohana, the soul and spirit of the forest. Depicted in tales as a princess of nature.
On the main continent an area known as the Freelands became one of the first to stabilise after the 200 year desolation. The cities were lost what hadn’t fallen or been reclaimed by nature was held by the vampire families who had infact successfully hibernated for most of the prolonged winter. What humans remained had been scattered, first driven nderground into the magicore thermal tunnels that had originally been used to heat the cities and larger towns. These too had gradually cooled but it happened slowly giving the residents time to adjust and adapt. After the thaw they moved out of the Vampire territories and travelling East began building small and scattered townships. Heavily fortified, the residents were a hardy , resourceful and suspicious lot. They had to be, because although moving out of the cities free’d them from the grasp of the Vampire families, it put them in direct competition for land and territory with the ancient Werewolf clans of the East.
The two most prominent Clans in the region and the ones all others conceded two were the CarraighDu Clan of the North, led by the Govannons and the Solatia Clan of the South, led by ——. The boundary of their territories met in the eastern plains and was highly contested and the sight of many a bloody battle. More recently though a larger threat has forced The two Clans and all their individual pack families to agree to a truce until a Dire council meet can be held.
The threat? Human hunters. Having discovered a new power source they have started roaming the territories in rolling armoured caravans, attempting to capture werewolves.
CarraighDu
The Black Mountains Clan are the last pack of Red wolves to have been seen anywhere since before the freeze, they are a hardy and resilient breed and they need to be, for their territory is equally hard and unforgiving. Breathtaking and striking The black mountain range surrounds the free lands on the Northern and Eastern borders. The lower slopes are densely populated with broad blue pine trees. These forests are as unforgiving as the rest of the landscape, holding an ancient enchantment that anyone who bears the forest ill will shall never return. The spirits of this forest are not evil, but like nature they are red in tooth and claw. So if you enter there with weakness in your heart expect never to return.
This has been the home to theGovannon and their kin for as long as anyone can remember, Jack an Renee are the Alpha pair of the CarrraighDu Clan. They also hold their positions on the Dire Council, the Dire Council are called when a greater enemy threatens all the packs. each Pack has a representative on the council.
THE LANDS OF SOLATIA
Solatia was once a beautiful and magical land untouched by civilization!
A forest of colors, luscious and bountiful in it's growing. Flowers and plants of all kinds would blossom here. The air fresh and thick with the magnificent scents of the never ending touch of nature surrounding.
Animals of all kinds took shelter in the forest, lived in true harmony, the circle of life was abundant and perfectly shown.
A pack of mystical wolves originally stumbled upon the forest as they traveled the world in search of their promised lands. A paradise they were foreseen to take rest and make a new home. At first, it was just a scouting party and they returned to their full pack. Upon returning, the whole group had arrived and it became obvious these were no normal wolves. They were a pack of shape-shifting wolves, able to turn from animal to human when they wished. Not all were capable of this though, some simply were wolves who had joined the group on their travels.
With time, this pack grew stronger, their ranks grew more and a diversity came to their family.
However this peaceful life came to an abrupt end when Humans later stumbled upon the lands, they found deep within the forest a rare element named "Octiron", it's nickname however was "The Worlds Heart". Believed to be a resource that should only be available at the core of the planet. Finding such a large quantity here, they decided to make base, the humans used their mysterious ways to erect large buildings within the core of the forest. A tunnel system through the forest and had begun in no time to excavate the rare ore.
The pack were cautious at first, not wanting to bring danger to their homes but within days realized their mistakes. They were pushed to the outskirts, fighting every day with hunters for survival or to try and force the intruders away, the forest showed it's pain as more Octiron was mined away on a daily basis. It took what felt like a centuriy before the invading force felt they had depleted the land of it's resource. The pack finally managed to chase them out, casualties had happened and a deep resentment for humans had been born across the pack.
The city they had built ended up being too large for the land, the deep cavernous hole of depleted ores below collapsed, causing everything to sink deep into the forest's core once more, the tall buildings barely reached the ground level anymore and the lake which surrounded the city now cascaded down into a beautiful set of waterfalls, the forest was taking back it's land and had begun to emerge through the city, trees filling buildings, flowers blooming and the world was trying to hide Mankind's disgusting tampering. Like a gash was starting to finally heal after years of damage.
Solatia was born, the pack decided it a fitting name for their home and took back the land for themselves, they had years of work ahead to rebuild the paradise that was lost to them and refused to let the forest suffer any longer than it already had done!
It has been said many times, a young girl could be seen in the forest, ethereal and yet beautiful beyond words, sweet and full of innocence. Her appearance was rare and depending on how the forest was being treated, she could be seen happy and giddy, or full of sorrow.. She is Konohana, the soul and spirit of the forest. Depicted in tales as a princess of nature.
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