Dogma

Stand up all the night and call the fight
Let your mind go wild before the light
Here we come the army of the night!

Rumor of a wolfpack that follows the Darkmoon has slowly spread in passing throughout the nearby forests. Falling upon Dogma's ears, he felt that a part of him that was missing was to be filed by this said Darkmoon. Leaving his pack on a pilgrimage to find this pack, he crossed many mountains in search, guided by the moonlight. He made certain to follow the guidelines this pack has said to set, only travelling by dark and hide in the day. Surprisingly, by luck or divine intervention, by doing so he always went to bed full and dry.

By the 11th day, he located the pack deep in the dark shadow of the mountain, where night seemed eternal. Welcomed by the accommodating pack, he spent little time wasting in asking many questions, to his surprise all were answered. This left him with a feeling of fulfillment and lasting dedication to their cause, preaching the word of the Darkmoon to those willing to listen.