The Noir took over after the war, introduced a new way of living, and most bought in. But some, to become known as the Rebels, did not accept this new way of life. Nursing their wounds and their grudges, the Rebels prepared to fight back and knock the Noir from their pedastle. But it is not so simple as to choose a side. Because for some the line that used to be so defined, discerning friend from foe, has blurred. Choose a side, or don't, but be warned that this world is not anything like the world we know today. It is a future of chaos, and you've just entered the center-city, the source, the headquarters of Noir and resultingly of the Rebels, the location it all stems from. Lleingas.
Etched in Stone (1 sub-board) The rules can be found here. You must read them before doing anything else. Read ALL the rules because hidden somewhere in them is the password to the joining board. Follow the rules, they aren't hard to abide by.
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Lovers' Valley Pairs gather in the valley to breed. The large trees and tall grass offer the best privacy. Beware males sometimes lurk in the shadows looking for lone females....
Babbling Brook Babbling Brook is for wolves of all ages and genders to gather and meet. Whether just taking a stroll or getting away from the pack for a bit, all are welcome.
The Crimson Gorge Down rocky walls gives away to a gorge. Blood splattered rocks can be seen for miles. Bones lay here and there. Wolves come here to fight over various things...
Black Spruce Forest A flawless land with huge trees flaunting their many years on this earth. Contains a central body of crystal clear spring water. The prey is boundless and all who live here flourish. The tallest mountains to be found on this earth accent these very lands, kissing the baby blue skies above. All the forest is thick and streams of light shine in from holes in the canopy above. This is the land of the Lights & Neutrals.
Zuvan These lands are not for the faint of heart. Death and darkness lays within its grasp. One river and one patch of grass has been able to surive in the forest and therefore most wanderers starve to death beacuse no prey can live here. Dead foliage is everywhere the eye can see. The only creature is a lone crow that crows of death and dispair to any it sees.
Zador A bloody place. Bones lay on the blood stained grass, and are scattered between the trees. Everywhere you go looks like a battle field, except for the northern parts of the land. The northern parts are what seems like endless plains, they are untouched by blood, the grass is very lush and it is easy to find game
Cynthera In a small mountain valley lies the fringes of a beautiful forest, and a crystal clear lake. A quiet river tumbles gently over large smooth rocks, worn down over the ages, and free-falls with a hushed sound onto the surface of a small pool before flowing gently once more. The twisting path of this river leads it slowly out into an open lake, abundant with fish and drawing in other wildlife to its shores like open arms. There is never any trouble finding a meal here, big or small, for the variety of wildlife here is astonishing.
This terra is a nurturing one, and many wolves could wish for nothing more than to live in within it. It is a land of Neutrals, but all are welcome to explore. The summers are beautiful and perhaps overly abundant, and the forest, along with many mountainside caves offers shelter from the heat of the day and the wonderous thunderstorms which gather between the two mountain peaks, and empty themselves into the valley. During the winter, game is just as easy to find, for a blanket of snow traps their footprints perfectly. This beautiful and wonderous land, is Cynthera.
Kazeron A wolf who loves the feeling of warm, dry air in the summer will find just as much enjoyment in the fall and spring, when the grass grows its longest. Near the southern entrance of the land, foliage is plentiful, ranging from coniferous to deciduous trees and shrubs. But near the north, the forests decay into bare, rolling moorlands, where deer graze and the rabbits are everywhere. Prey is varied from elk to fish, from rabbit to river otter. Crows and other birds are also eaten, and in the worst of cases, a rat may be killed and eaten just so that the wolf who hunts it won't starve. Though this can happen, it is only on the rarest of occasions
Terikon Most wolven enter in the southern face of Terikon, where obscurity and death beckons from every crevice. Something of a wasteland, caverns are scattered about randomly and no game or water can be found. Dead, decaying trees where ravens and crows perch can be found, but scarcely so. Golden sand so soft it soothes the pads blankets the western face, falling in great dunes rippled by the wind. Something of a desert, the sun is never deathly hot, but rather comfortingly warm. The minerals in the sand bring peace to the mind and clarity to the lungs. Terikon's northern face is basically a hunting ground; endless miles of grassland, rivers, streams, and marsh patches, it attracts fish, elk, deer, and carribou in unimaginable multitudes. The eastern face is a dense forest, where deer, hare, and some fish can be found. Here is where most of the wolves' dens are placed, as the various trees and thick greenery provides a sense of security to Terikon's inhabitants. The rest of the land is a variation of the faces surrounding it, and at Terikon's heart is a large spring that provides the sweetest, freshest, most delicious water in the entire lterritory to feed the rivers and streams along the northern and eastern faces. However, this is a land for darks; no lights or neutrals are welcomed here, for if they step upon Terikon's earthern ground they face certain death.
Blood Beach The name of the place is not as decieving as you may think it. Set on the edge of a very large river referred to by the wolves as Avalik River, golden sand marks this extremely large spance of land. Lining this beach is a thick forested area, where most of the dens of the pack living here reside. Blood Beach is not a place to visit while it is having a storm, for the storms here are usually horrid and long-lasting, consisting of rain, thunder and lightning, while the rare case of a small sand storm has been spotted as well. This pack is ruled by a sharp-tongued, confusing Alphess, and entering without an invitation would be like asking for a death sentence.
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