Unter den Sternen

A WIP

Table of Contents

• Finish Main Lore
  Need Oliver, Pluto/Vryo, Fremder and Angel Dusts sections
  
• Finish Wolf Lore
  Dirk, Pluto, Fremder and Wisp lore finished
  
• Need to fix dead (and turned immortal) wolves links

You come across an archive of sorts while looking down into the water.. Odd. You get a sense that you should not be here. You are right. But instead of leaving, like the fool you are, you stay and inspect the writings. Images filling your mind as you drink the water. Must be contaminated. You don't recognize the fact that you are slowly losing yourself. Going back to the Earth you once came from. The feeling is like no other, your very being feels like it's on fire. Every nerve in your body springing to life...

"This is the tale of a land of which you do not know. A land of which you do not understand." The wind talks to you, it whispers decades of secrets and cries into your ears. Your eyes open up to a land you could not see before. Wolves that barely resemble their mortal counterparts. Feathers, claws, eyes of caribou... wisps. Known creatures to lead the living to the land of the dead. Or were they? Among you, you see wolves of plenty, some familiar faces that barely resemble friends and family you once had. Is this death?

And then a familiar face appears. Wisp! A vague memory of a romantic encounter you had during the turning of winter to spring. "You're here!" She cries out happily,
despite any events that may have happened during your first meeting... or vague looking at. "Welcome to my home! Oh you must meet our puppy!" She trots off, overly excited to show you a pup that could or could not be yours.. It was many moons ago and this land seems to have weird biology. You follow after her since she is the only one you recognize that has stayed the same. Only instead of that, your vision blanks.
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You awake to a different sight. The land before you seems normal. The pack around you looks normal at least.

A wolf, the leader, walks up to you.
"Friend or foe?" He asks, narrowing his eyes at you.
"Relax.." another wolf, his mate, walks up. Dirk, a family friendly version of the name you actually want to call him, growls softly before calming down. "Apologies. It has been quite some time since I have accepted another wolf into my pack." He grumbles. Great. This ... thinks that you're trying to join his pack. Only when you're about to correct him, a wolf cries out.

"They're coming! They're all coming for us! I knew we shouldn't have moved to the swamp!" They cry. That reminds you.. You vividly recall exploring the desert before all of this, but now your paws seep into the marshy ground under you. When you turn to face their direction you notice the ground is dying.
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Leads of Past and Current

Dirk | ✴ |:| The Weakling

He who shall not be named led us before we turned to the lunar new lands. Before our pack became chaos within itself. Some say he was the last to have an intact mind. A kind soft leader who accepted even the most simple of wolves. Even to this day, wolves of many come to the pack, hearing stories of him and his benevolence stupidity. Only to be met with violence. Their minds breaking and fraying at what they witness.

Demon, Page of Doom |🥀 |:| The Idol

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Oliver | ⭐ |:| The Blood

He may not have led, but Oliver was Demons right paw man. Lending his blood to the pack, he shall not be forgotten. His beauty was unfortunately the only thing he had going for him. When he got old, the pack sacrificed him to keep the gods happy. Now he is stuck in an endless loop of venturing a rose filled path. Some say on sunny days you can find his blood on the tips of thorns.

Pluto, the Planet | ♏ |:| The Forgotten

Despite Pluto's questionable ways of leading, he was a fine soft wolf. Some say he was derived from the stars themselves, scarred to show his solar lineage through his pelt. His only main downfall was that heart of his. Pluto's love for Vrýo was so strong it sent a wave through the pack. Resurrection. He should be looked at like a god, but his existence is false. Those who truly live for the pack do not see him as a past leader, but a forgotten wolf.

Vrýo, the Lover | 🌱 |:| The Failure

A strict leader with a soft spot for a fellow pie. Vrýo was the weakest of the leaders. His pride too high to admit fault, but his mind too distracted that he was destined to lose battles. Vrýo may as well be a failed God. He had the outline to become something great, but instead he fell for a star. Vrýo flew too close to the sun.

Fremder | 🍂 |:| The Only

The distinct opposite of Pluto. Fremder rules the pack as of current with an iron will and cruel personality. He chases those who have no use to him from the pack. Some say he's derived from The Origin herself. The lunar blood running through his veins, and the blood of a demigod running through his children. Only one lucky enough would happen to catch they eye of the Goddess of Death our queen herself. He is our God.

'Angel Dust' | 🕸 |:| New Moon

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Gods and Goddesses

We do not worship the weak.

Art of The Fallen