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Fieri Unum Lykos

Fieri Unum Lykos

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Fieri Unum Lykos means to become one wolf. The Arvada and Wayland packs have circled around one another for hundreds of years, but now they are forced to come together. Who knows what could happen?

1,118 readers have visited Fieri Unum Lykos since Gentlemiss created it.

Torex are listed as curators, giving them final say over any conflict & the ability to clean up mistakes.

Introduction



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The Arvada and Wayland packs have run on the same territory for more than a hundred years, each mostly keeping to their own side of the town save a few lost pups. But when the Wayland Keeper passes before producing a heir to take over the back, the Arvada Keeper takes over both packs. He keeps them separate, until his children are old enough to replace him. The daughter gets Arvada, being the eldest, and his son gets Wayland.

After the ex-Keeper passes away, the siblings decide to join the packs, erecting a mansion right on the border of the two packs. The packs are given a two week adjustment period before being moved into the mansion, now forced to live in close quarters with strangers. Though the two packs were never enemies, being suddenly forced into such close contact could create tension...


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Important information about wolves.

; Halflings: Halflings are half-lycan, with a lycan mother and a human father. They are not as in touch with their wolf as pure blooded lycan, and not as strong. Their rank is below Omega, but above Humans. They can challenge their way up to Sentinel, but can not be Beta's or Alpha's. Halflings are born sterile.
; Turning: A lycan is born a lycan, not changed into one. A lycan can not turn a human by biting them, biting a human will normally result in death. Only Keeper magic can change a human into a lycan, but they are like the halflings, not in touch with their wolf. This also causes them to be infertile.
; Lycan: They can change at any time they want and are not controlled by the full moon. They are not huge, they are only slightly larger than the average wolf. One distinguishable feature between a lycan and a wolf is the eyes, a lycan retains their human-looking eyes in wolf form. Alpha's can use telepathy in both wolf and human form, but the rest of the pack can only use this in wolf form. Alpha word is law, it physically hurts a lycan to disobey an order. It is impossible for a wolf to defect from their pack and become their own Alpha.
; Lycan Blood: Lycan blood has healing properties. When another lycan is injured, it can drink the blood from another lycan and it will heal them significantly, but the blood must be given willingly, and must be received willingly.
; Bonding: Lycan's create a soul-mate bond when they share blood intimately, something that is taken very seriously. The punishment for breaking a blood bond is to be forced from your pack, and no other pack will welcome a lycan that has broken such a bond. Breaking a blood bond is agreeing to spend the rest of your life alone. An Alpha must bless a blood bond for it to be completed. If two lycan are bonded and one dies, the other can not bond again, but they can fall in love again.
; Purity: Female Lycan are supposed to stay pure until they find a mate, though not all do. The only time this can be severely punished, is if they mate with an Alpha and are not pure. This will result in being punished the same as if they had broken a blood-bond.

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A R V A D AW A Y L A N D
K E E P E RK E E P E R
Matthew CostonRey Woolridge

A L P H AA L P H A
Bristol LawrenceElliot Hartnet

B E T AB E T A
Matt TalbotGeorgia Dawson

S E N T I N E L SS E N T I N E L
Kylee JamesOpen
OpenLeila Belmount
OpenOpen

O M E G AO M E G A
Cory Chaney
Open David Kritian

H A L F I N G SH A L F I N G S
James RatchelMindy Thames

H U M A N SH U M A N S
XavierFaline Garland





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R U L E S
Like every roleplay, Fieri Unum Lykos has to have it's rules too.

; GM's: Torex and I are your GM's. Our word is law and I suggest you don't try and do or say otherwise.

; Literacy: This is a semi-literate roleplay, meaning we want to see at least a good two paragraphs per post, per character. Neither of us will tolerate text speech, and we expect few spelling and grammar mistakes, if any. If you can't post more than a few sentences a post, move on. This roleplay is not for you. If you can't understand that you need to put quotation marks around sentences and that actions shouldn't be put inside of dashes, this roleplay is not for you. If you do understand and meet this prerequisites though, fantastic. Carry on.

; Characters: We want each person to play two characters, a male and a female. We understand some people can not handle two characters, which is fine. But we will not see this roleplay be dominated by females with no males. If you can, take both a male and a female. The first part of the password is your current favorite song.

; Maturity: While this hasn't been made to be a mature roleplay, there will be mild cussing and some romance, though we will not tolerate smut. Follow RPGateway's rules. Romance is encouraged, but not mandatory. The roleplay should progress without everyone pairing into couples and only roleplaying with the other person. That is not only annoying, but will get boring eventually.

; Dedication: We want this roleplay to survive and these packs to eventually become one, so don't join if you're not going to make your character, or if you're going to pull out of the roleplay in a day or two. Don't make a few posts and then disappear. We will start about a week from today, hopefully, so if you reserve a character, try to be able to be active then. Second part of the password is to ignore the first part, and tell us instead what color your wolf will be, or for humans, the FC you will be using.

; Reserving: Just go on over to the OOC to reserve, you have a 38 hour period to submit a WIP with a good amount of information added, which is a day and a half. After that you will receive a PM, and if there is no reply within the hour, the spot will be opened back up.






C H A R A C T E R ~ S H E E T
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[b]Species:[/b] (Ancient Witch/Warlock, Lycan, Halfling, or Human)
[b]Pack:[/b] (Arvada or Wayland?)
[b]Role in Pack:[/b] (Keeper, Alpha, Beta, Sentinel, Omega, Halfling, Human)
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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Faline Garland Character Portrait: Bristol Lawrence Character Portrait: Matthew Coston Character Portrait: Elliot Hartnet Character Portrait: Mindy Thames Character Portrait: Matt Talbot Character Portrait: David K. Character Portrait: Rey Woolridge Character Portrait: James Ratchel Character Portrait: Xavier Character Portrait: Cory Chaney Character Portrait: Leila Belmount Character Portrait: Georgia Dawson Character Portrait: Ethan West
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Elliott Hartnet


Elliott loved being an Alpha, but sometimes it was a pain in the ass. Especially when being an Alpha entailed running perimeter at two in the morning to make sure that there was no humans or any other creature wandering near the mansion. It wouldn’t be the most ideal situation if one of the stupid townspeople stumbled onto a mansion full of sleeping Lycan, let me tell you. Such a thing had happened a long time ago, before the night time perimeter runs, and the Wayland pack still hadn’t heard the end of it. Though the incident had happened before even his father was born, the eldest Keeper’s continued to bring it up anytime a Wayland Alpha had something to say. Damn Keeper’s, they just had to live forever, or well, a really long time. Though it wasn’t fair that the Keeper’s got to keep themselves young with their magic while the Lycan protected and served them for a normal human life span, no one ever seemed to complain about it.

Elliott fell onto the first floor couch around five, not even taking off his jeans before promptly falling asleep shirtless, unable to make it up five flights of stairs to reach his room. He and Bristol had the floor below the top floor, occupied by the Keepers, and the attic. They had separate rooms obviously, but she was normally the first thing he saw every morning and the last person he saw before going to bed, at least for a week now that had been procedure. Then every night he got up around one thirty or so so they he could run perimeter for three-some hours, making sure everything was the way it was supposed to be. He supposed he could slack off and only run it a few times, then head back to bed, but sometimes he needed it, like tonight.

When Eli ran, it was like he was being set free. There were no more Keeper’s to deal with, no more pack members feuds that he had to settle, no more packs joining together that he had to handle. It was just him and the rest of the forest, all the birds and the owls and the little bunny rabbits that he occasionally saved from the sneaky fox- yes, he was that wolf. Eli also loved the hunt, he almost had a lust for it, but he also didn’t like taking more than he needed. Killing wasn’t just a sport for him.

A few hours later, when the other pack members started to wake up, they would find their Alpha half naked and passed out on the living room couch. It wouldn’t be anything new, and they would probably tease him later on for his snoring. Though Eli cared little about these things, as he slept peacefully through the rest of the night and into the morning.






James Ratchel


You’re weak.
No I’m not!
Such a baaaaby.
Shut up!
Make me.
I-I…
Exactly.

Jamie swore up and down, left and right, fucking diagonal even that his wolf was out to get him, as if it was his fault that they got stuck together. That wasn’t fair at all though, considering it wasn’t his fault that his good-for-nothing mother had gotten pregnant with some human guy and had him, this little sterile bastard that was good for nothing. Everyone either pitied him or hated him, either way around it wasn’t good. He just wished sometimes that people could just treat him normally, like they treated everyone else. But they would never do that. He was a halfling, basically a monster of the Lycan and magic world. Odd, how he was the monster.


No, I’m the monster. You’re just the thing I got stuck in.

Jamie couldn’t stand it anymore. This wolf was going to drive him insane. It got him in trouble any chance it got. Whenever Bristol would tell him to do something, if he was off daydreaming or not entirely paying attention to himself, the wolf would take over and do something asshole-ish, something that in the end got him in trouble. Insubordination, it was called, and the Lycan type didn't take kindly to it. Something like a capital offence of the wolfie world. They always told him that "Lycan" was the proper term, sounded more professional and smart and all, but he always liked the term werewolf. That's really what they were, right? As far as Twilight went, they were werewolves. Then again, he hadn't seen anyone turn into a wolf the size of a house yet, so maybe Twilight wasn't really something he should go off of...


Dumbass. No one likes you, don't you get that?
What's your fucking problem? Can't you just leave me alone for five minutes!
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His wolf grumbled and snarled, but shut up for once. Apparently he needed sleep too, since it was almost one in the morning and Jamie still hadn't gotten a wink of sleep, too busy fighting with his inner wolf. They'd spent how many years together and they still couldn't get along? It really was a shame, considering his wolf was a pretty strong character. Perhaps they didn't get along the best, but, they could probably be a valuable extra asset to the pack if they could only get their shit together. So much for that though, it was pretty much guaranteed to never happen. Though his pack didn't expect much from him anyways, so it wasn't like he was letting anyone down.

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David
“….ask yourself, where is my mind? Where is my mind….”
Where is my mind?
David opened his eyes to find himself staring at a wall, laying in a bed, feeling the familiar sensation of I want to close my eyes again that he got every morning. Groggily, he rubbed his eyes and heard the faint noise that had awoken him. A small ear bud lay on his pillow, fallen out long ago from his tossing and turning in the night, volume so loud he could still hear the lyrics to Where is My Mind playing.
He stared at the wall for a moment more before moving to untangle himself from the headphones and turn off his mp3. He then lay on his back and stared at the ceiling. Get up, he scolded himself. But his body resisted, wanting nothing more to continue to lay in bed, close his eyes, and fall back into the blissful oblivion.
“Can’t sleep you’re whole life,” he said aloud to himself, making himself sit up without letting himself think. That’s how you do things. Make a decision, don’t think, and act. But it wasn’t always that easy, like when you get up for the day. Besides, there was a hollowness in his stomach that had him immediately long to be in the kitchen. That longing was enough to get him to jump out of bed and make him get ready.
A sudden growl from his stomach just elaborated on his morning hunger, that he usually always got, and got him to move to the kitchen. He thought it would be odd to be living in a cabin with people he barely knew, but he kept to himself so much that in only felt slightly different. Still, he kept to the side of the hall, and was ready to avoid all and any conversation. At least until he ate. He usually perked up after that.
Arriving at the kitchen, a thought occurred to him. It was still early. Like, really early. He actually could have slept. Groaning at his lack of revelation while still in bed, David went on to get himself something to eat anyways. An apple. That could be taken back to his room. Shrugging, he picked it up and began to walk back, but then thought it would be better to go for a walk instead. Of course through, once getting to the living room, he had to find Elliott on the couch, passed out, shirtless. Almost as if he felt like he was intruding (even though it was in the middle of the living room), he tried to hurry past as quietly as possible, which for him, wasn't much.

Rey (Skip if you don't like snakes. Basically she's brushing her teeth.)
Rey had dreams that were always a little odd, but as she brush her teeth and watch her reflection, nodding her head slightly to a beat only she could hear, she couldn't help but find this one as even odder.

She had been in some war, a soldier or something, but no one seemed to be worried about it, and when it was over, no matter whose side, everyone just kind of sat around. She walked around, looking at everything, helping people, but she felt drawn to one area. There sat a boy. He was only, like, nine, but he had a snake about the thickness of a thumb and the length of an arm in his hand. It had small black eyes, hissing now and then. She felt fascinated. The boy held out the snake, saying it needed help. So, she knelt down and got close to look, but the snake just stared back. She opened her mouth, for only a moment, to say, "What is wrong?", and the snake immediately sprang from his hand and shot into her mouth. Panic. Pure panic. She bit down and grabbed at it's tail, desperate to make sure it didn't slither into her throat. She stopped it in time, bout now the snake felt even more slimy, even gooey, in her mouth, and juices leaked from where she bit. With horror and disgust she began to peel the dead thing from her mouth, and as she scraped her teeth with her nail, she awoke.

"I must be mad," she said to herself, but there was a huge, toothy grin on her lips that contradicted the statement.

Xavier
Xavier had been sleeping soundly for the past 10 hours, having fallen asleep pretty early the night before. He wasn't sure about everyone else, but he himself was completely and utterly exhausted. Maybe it was the new people, not trying to seem too weird, but he was pretty sure he already had a slight negative reputation with some people. He tried to ignore that though. Positive. Positive.

When he woke up, he actually felt very well rested and very upbeat, which was strange for his mornings. Usually he seemed like he was dead, a zombie, unsociable. When they first got to the mansion, he figured he'd never sleep. Considering he didn't sleep well unless under great conditions, and they were put in a basement, he was worried. But it turned out it was a pretty nice basement, and if not for lack of windows, he could swear he was above ground. And the slight chill. That threw him off too.

He wasn't quite sure what to do with himself while he was alone in his room. Besides sleep, he couldn't think of much. Draw? He was never quite into that. Read? Never found anything very interesting. He had a laptop, but he couldn't think of anything to do. That was productive, at least. He kind of wished he had a window, at least he could sight see, or have some natural light.
No, he thought to himself, there's nothing wrong with being here, just go outside for sun. Looking at his hands, he realized he could use some sun too. He was too pale. Or at least it seemed it. Maybe he could do something fun he usually couldn't while others were awake? There's nothing to really do without people, he rebutted, basically arguing with himself. Muttering under his breath, he left his room anyways, hoping to find something.

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Curled up in bed, most of Georgia's slim form was hidden in a swathe of blankets when the sun rose, peeking timid, watery light between the airy curtains of her bedroom window. At first, the sleeping individual didn't react to the brightening of her room, but as it became unbearable, she buried deeper into her cocoon of bedding. Her whole room was silent and peaceful, but for the soft, almost fragile sound of her gentle, rhythmic breathing. She snoozed a little later than she would have normally, but then again, it had been a late night, which was, of course, her own fault entirely. It had been a full moon, so Georgia had stayed up to watch it. Sure, it's stereotypical of a lycan, but she just thought it was pretty.

Abruptly, the delicate silence was shattered as her phone on the bedside table lit up and the comically loud sound of music blared from the speakers. "AHHHH ZABENYAAA...!" The song from her favorite Disney film as a kid disturbed Georgia from her slumber, and she bolted upright, her eyes wide and bleary as her sensitive ears were ravaged by the music which soon put a childish grin on her face. The music was easily loud enough for anyone to hear if they were even remotely close to her room, and openly heralded the sounding of an alarm and the beginning of Georgie's day.

First, Georgia stretched, rolling her shoulders back and lifting her arms up to the ceiling, letting out a satisfied sigh as she felt her body begin to wake up to the lyrics of 'It's the Circle of Life...'. Her small, lithe body, now satisfyingly stretched, slipped out of bed to go find some clothes.

An hour later, Georgia was much more awake. She'd kept her music on loud and proud, ignoring any sounds of protest from anyone that might feel grieved by her clear disregard for the notion of a day in bed, and she now danced around her room, bouncing and skipping along to Bruno Mars. She hummed along, going about the finalities of preparing herself for the public. She'd dressed in comfy skinny jeans and a hoody, and despite her casual clothing, had taken the time to curl her hair into big, loose waves and put on a little make up. She was going for the 'I'm-not-trying-hard-today-but-hey-don't-I-look-cute' look, and in her opinion, she rocked it. She was dancing around to another of her favorite morning tracks as she waited impatiently for her cerulean nails to dry, and then Georgia slid her feet into some boots and made her way down stairs.

As she walked, she contemplated breakfast. She was sort of hungry, but she was feeling lazy and didn't really feel like making anything. For a moment, Georgia considered hunting, but shrugged off the idea almost immediately. Sure, it was fun, but it wasn't the right time of day. Night-time was always a lot more fun. So...maybe she could get someone to make something for her? The thought made her smile. She wasn't really bothered about it, but it was the game that she would enjoy, so she changed direction and went to see if anyone was up and willing to cook in the living room.

Upon first glancing inside, she couldn't actually see anyone, until the sound of breathing alerted her to at least one person inside. She peeked her head around, and then walked quietly inside in search of whoever was hiding from her. "'Morning! Anyone around?" The lack of a reply made her frown, and that was then she saw Eli passed out on the couch. Instantly, she clapped a hand over her mouth to muffle the girly giggle if delight she was just about to let wake him if it had been unhindered.

She crouched beside him, tilting her head. Georgia had thought he was cute since the first time she saw him, but they'd never spoke much. She bit her lip, struggling not to laugh at the Alpha caught off guard, and took her phone out of her pocket, and switched to the camera. She took a couple pictures to use as playful blackmail later, and then a selfie with the sleeping male, and then shook his bare shoulder.

"Eli...Sweetie, the others will be here soon. Wakey wakey..." Georgia shook him gently as she attempted to wake him, her phone held up to snap a couple more embarrassing pictures before he could stop her.

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"Sometimes the people who are the weakest physically can be the strongest mentally."





"Do you ever get lonely?"

Faline had no idea why the woman was asking her this. She hasn't even seen the lady before. Faline didn't even know why she was sitting on the opposite side of the polished table from her. The woman was sitting silently as she awaited Faline's answer. She was pouring a spoonful of sugar into her brown coffee as she did so. The woman looked much like Faline...with the blonde hair, bright eyes and same smile. She did, however, look sad in a way. Faline, on the other hand, just sat there thinking about how she was going to answer this mysterious woman.

"I--, no! I h-have friends..."

Faline shakily replied, mentally cursing herself for making her voice sound so nervous. The woman looked up at her, a look like she is sensing dishonesty across her features. She took a sip of her warm coffee before opening her mouth to reply.

"You don't have to lie to me, dear. I know you feel like the 'odd one out.' Truth is, you aren't like the other people there. You're just a sick, little girl that keeps getting in their way." The woman spat out before taking a nearby white napkin and dabbing her mouth softly. The woman's words seemed to have rolled off her tongue without a second thought and Faline had no idea how she knew her at all...

"I am not! If I was getting in their way, they would of just kicked me out a long time ago!" Faline replied stubbornly. How dare that woman pretend like she knew her inside out! The woman hardly had reacted to Faline's retort and was now twirling her long blonde curls with her two fingers.

"I didn't mean to upset you but it's only the truth. You feel weak because you are weak. You're human...and your sickness does nothing to help that but makes you look and feel weaker. You are around all these people whom are ten times stronger then you'll ever be...." The woman said calmly now, letting her sentence drift off. Faline sensed she had more to say though.

"So why don't you come home? We'll take care of you. Your father and I." The woman said while smiling at Faline. It was her mother. The blonde woman that looked so much like her, who gave birth to her, and who left her with the Wayland pack because that was the only other thing she knew what to do. Faline never knew what her parents looked like and could only think if this woman was really what her mother looked like or if it was just her imagination.

Faline didn't know how long she remained speechless but her mother eventually became impatient and stretched her arm out to grasp Faline's forearm. Faline began panicking but told her mother to let go calmly. The woman refused and instead her grasp got tighter. Just then, the beautiful paintings around the scene that were hanging up on the blue walls were beginning to melt. The paint dripped down slowly and made all the peoples faces in the paintings look like they were frowning. Faline began to squirm around in her seat and screech out of terror, wanting to get out...but her mother still had a dangerously tight hold on her arm.

"Let me go! Let me go! I don't want to go with you!" Faline screamed loudly as she tried to somehow wiggle her arm out of the woman's grasp. She closed her eyes, wanting to get the sight of the now ugly paintings out of her mind...





The young girl's eyes shut open quickly. She found that her whole body was drenched in sweat and she was breathing heavily. It was just a dream. No, it was a nightmare. That dream catcher hanging from her ceiling didn't really work well. Faline felt that her throat felt raw...and she knew she must of been screaming. She quickly pushed her blonde locks that stuck to her forehead out of her eyes with her hand and looked around her bedroom. It was dark, but not dark enough that Faline couldn't see. Her small body was tangled up in the sheets from twisting and thrashing around.

Faline quickly untangled herself from her sheets and stood up straight. She felt wide awake now, her nightmare ruining the chances of her waking up and having a laid back morning. She was just wearing a white tank top and matching white pajama shorts...and that's just what she usually wore to bed every night. She reached down for a soft yellow blanket that was lying on the floor when she felt a horrible cough rip through her lungs and up to her throat. She brought her hand up to somehow muffle the coughing noise...but it was loud...and didn't sound to healthy in that matter.

She decided that she was going to go to the kitchen, get a glass of water and comeback down and at least try to get one more hour of sleep in there. Her coughs were always nasty...and she knew she needed something to help get rid of that stinging, itchy feeling in her dry throat.

Faline reached down again and picked up the small blanket. She pulled it around her back and draped it around her tiny shoulders, having to hunch her shoulders up a bit so it wouldn't fall off. She hastily tried to wipe the tears that were leaking out of her eyes with her hand. She pulled her hair behind her ear again while trying to control her breathing. She wasn't one to quickly settle down after terrifying things...and it took her awhile.

She quickly headed towards her bedroom door and turned the knob, trying to be as quiet as she could while doing so. Just before leaving her room, she headed back in, jumped up onto her bed and jumped high enough for her to snatch the small dream catcher that was dangling from her ceiling. She jumped back down onto her floor, the dream catcher in one hand and her other hand holding onto the blankets front so it wouldn't fall off from around her shoulders, and headed out the door.

Faline quickly and quietly tried to make her way to the kitchen. Of course, she had to walk up some stairs before getting up there. She didn't want to be too noisy and wake everyone else up and have them complaining to her...since she wasn't really the one for arguing and was quite a shy person. She tried to hold her breath as she walked up the stairs, ignoring or not seeing anything she passed along the way. It was still dark and it was quite difficult to see where she was going. She continued to try and hold her breath in so she wouldn't cough again and make a lot of racket.

After walking quite a bit up the stairs, Faline finally made it to the second floor. She swiftly headed over to the large kitchen. The kitchen seemed like it had everything. Well... it did just about have everything. Faline opened one of the cabinets and took out a glass. She closed the cabinet doors behind her and walked over to the sink for tap water. She put the glass under the tap and turned the cold water on. This was sure to make her throat feel a bit better...but it wouldn't really take away the stinging sensation. After the water had almost filled to the rim, Faline turned the water off and took a few gulps of the water.

Faline set the glass down on the counter and turned around and started to look for a nearby garbage. Of course there was going to be a garbage in the kitchen. She found sitting by another counter and rushed over there and threw her stupid, good for nothin' dream catcher in it. Faline wasn't really a spiritual person and some people might laugh at the thought of Faline having a dream catcher to chase away scary dreams...but Faline somewhat believed in the dream catcher...well, except for this one.

Faline turned back to her glass of water and now took gentle sips of it. Her mind was beginning to wander off to her nightmare. Was that woman really what her mother looked like? If so, she did really look much like Faline...except for a little older. She had looked like such a delicate woman...and Faline could only imagine what her father looked like....

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Matthew's morning began with the usual mundane processes, jazzed up, of course, by a little magic to smooth things along. He had woken up early, as usual, at exactly 6AM to the confident buzzing of his incessant alarm clock, and had risen quickly to turn his shower on.

His shower ran cold water, to wake him up. It was almost icy in temperature, and struck his bare body like dozens of little blades of ice, and yet it was undeniably refreshing. At first, the water had stung his semi-conscious body, but now the water ran down his bare chest in steady rivulets along each contour, outlining his shape with lazy accuracy. Matthew sighed, and pushed his hair back, moving under the stream of frigid water to feel it strike his face for a moment before turning the temperature up to a more comfortable level. Steam soon fogged up his palatial bathroom, curling lethargically through the air in abstract spirals and clouding the mirrors and shuttered windows. Matthew sighed again, this time in soothed appreciation for the more pleasant feeling of hot replacing cold on his body.

But he knew that he'd spent a few minutes too many under the wet deluge, so reluctantly shut off the water completely and stepped out of the shower, not bothering to grab a towel as he moved from his bathroom to his adjoining bedroom, where his clothes were already laid out waiting for him. As he walked, Matthew appeared to mutter to himself for just a second, but the following second, the moisture from his body seemed simply to disappear, leaving him dry and clean. A small, rakish smirk ghosted across his lips; the use of magic for trivial tasks always seemed to amuse him.

Wandering over to the selection of waiting clothing, Matthew took his time, in a surprisingly good mood this morning. He began to dress without thinking, sliding on first his jeans and accompanying underwear as he contemplated his pleasant mood. It could have been because of the full night's sleep he had just enjoyed, unhindered by unpleasant dreams or disturbances. It could also be that he could feel, mostly, the content atmosphere in the house, and how surprisingly well the coming together of the pack had been. A full week had passed, and there had been minimal fighting, and that was something that Matthew was personally proud of his pack for.

As a sort of reward, Matthew had ordered breakfast for the entire house, which was why he had forbidden wolf transformations between nine and ten that morning - they really didn't need the delivery boy running home to tell everyone of the wolves that lived
in the forest. Which was why he muttered a reminder, one that he knew each conscious individual would receive. "Remember. No wolf transformations this morning between nine and ten. I've ordered a little something in," he told them, using his magic to ensure that everyone in the house would get his reminder. It wasn't classy, but it got the job done. Usually, when he had a message like this to give out, he would have the walls take on the words in fancy, spiralling letters, but he wasn't in the mood for his usual over the top gestures.

Matthew supposed that he should probably go down to make sure the kitchen was ready for his surprise, if there wasn't already someone in there. He didn't really mind if anyone had already eaten; he knew that being a lycan was hungry work and second breakfasts weren't really uncommon here, but it ocurred to him that he should probably go and remind Rey to keep her pack in check first. The delivery of hot, fresh croissants and pastries, bacon and eggs, mushrooms, fruit, yoghurt, and anything else the pack could possibly have wanted, wasn't to arrive for at least another forty five minutes yet, so they still had time to make sure that the pack were on their best behaviour.

He scooped up his shirt, and walked in his socks out of his room and along the hall to the place where Rey resided. At first, he had disliked the knowledge that she was just across the hall, but he'd gradually grown accustomed to the idea of having her so close. He knocked on her door and called in, "Rey? Are you up? You coming down for breakfast?" though the last words were muffled by his shirt as he tugged the plain white tee over his head.

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Bristol was wrapped in her fuzzy blanket fort, dreaming peacefully, until she heard it. From the level below her balred "NAAAAAAANTZ INGONYAAAAAAAMA!!!! BAGITHIIIIII BAAAABAAAA!!!!!!! SITHI UHM INGONYAMA!" Frowning, she flashed her fangs at her blankets and made her way out. Couldnt be too mad though, who could hate the lion king? She made her way into the bathroom to take care of her morning business, hopping in the shower, drying off, and then applying the little makeup she could be bothered with. Bristol ran a quick brush trough her fiery hair before messing her fingers through it. Satisfied for the moment, she stepped from the bathroom and made her way to her dresser.

"Remember. No wolf transformations this morning between nine and ten. I've ordered a little something in"

Awwwwwww no pretty writing on her wall this time! It was Matty C.'s voice inside of her head, not an uncommon occurrence, but it was Mr. Matt's lazier way of giving announcements and requests. She would have to let him know of her disappointment later, the little surprises were always nice though. Digging around in her drawers she found a green and blue striped spaghetti string shirt, and slung it over her head after donning her bra. A hoodie with most of the sides ripped out followed the shirt over her head. She slung some jeans onto her hips and gave herself a once over in the mirror, and as usual, was satisfied.

Leaving her room, she knew that Elliot was not in his room by the faintness of his scent, so she made her way down the stairs, all the while wondering why they didn't invest in an elevator....not that anyone in the house could really be worn down that easily, it was more of an annoyance to have to go down all these flights. She went almost all the way down to see who was in the living room area, mainly because she hadn't smelled any food yet, and low and behold, Shorty was there!! And if that wasn't awesome enough, her fellow Alpha was sprawled out on the couch half naked!

"Eli...Sweetie, the others will be here soon. Wakey wakey..."

Holding a finger to her lips to hopefully quiet Georgia, she stalked on tiptoes to the couch before pouncing on Elli. Her legs straddled his hips as she landed on him sing songing "Good morning sunshine!!! Matty C. is ordering in, if you didnt get the mental memo! No wolfies till after 10 and you do not want to miss the food in a house full of wolves!" After she was certain her partner in crime was awake, she bounced off of him to give Georgie some quick morning cuddles. This girl was becoming one of her best female friends, so she was due morning cuddles!

With a quick kiss to the cheek she cooed "Good morning Beau!" as she shot thoughts to her Matty "Get up sleepy head!!! Matty C. ordered breakfast!!"




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Mindy woke with a scream. Not hers this time, but Faline's, and the scream was followed by her coughing. Mindy sighed and pulled the blankets over her head. She did not want to wake up.....She. Did. Not.

Another pointless day that she shouldn't be living......another pointless day where everything could go horribly wrong, but really, what went right for her anymore?

"Get up you worthless thing and feed me!!"

Ugh.....the wolf....

"Thats right you sack of bones, lets go!"

"I dont want to.....

"I don't care! Get up!"


Mindy pressed her hands against her ears trying to shut that wolf up, but it didn't matter.......no matter how hard she tried, the wolf was still there, and would never be going away.......with a sigh she relented and got out of bed. Mindy stripped out of her pajamas and put on a black baby tee with a colorful abstract design on the front and some jeans before twisting her hair up into a messy knot and taking on the day. She could hear Bristol screaming about how Matt Coston had ordered breakfast so she ignored her growling stomach and made her way upstairs to find an unoccupied corner to crawl into while she waited for food....hopefully her wolf would just, for once, be patient, but she couldn't count on it.

She was greeted by the site of a half naked Elli sleeping on the couch and for a moment she couldn't breathe. He looked so much like Andrew that some days she just couldn't stand the sight of him, and she prayed that today would at least be bearable.....Miss G was sitting on the ground beside him and it looked like she was being mauled by Bristol.....and there was her corner on the other side of the room. A rocking chair was placed beside a window and it looked like the perfect place to curl up in while she waited for the food.

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Elliott was incredibly oblivious to the commotion surrounding him, be it Faline’s screaming in the middle of the night, or later on Georgia’s loud music that she usually woke the house up with, or even later on when the same girl stood above him taking pictures before shaking him to try and wake him up. At the voice in his head though, his eyes sort of fluttered open, his lips parting in a quiet sigh at being woken up. He would have to have a talk with Matthew, he thought. He and Bristol were the Alpha’s, not him, he didn’t tell his or her pack what to do. He was somewhat startled to see Georgia there with her phone, but he put two and two together rather quickly as he closed his eyes again and put on a smile, as if he was posing for the camera. Unfortunately when he opened his eyes, Georgia’s had just flicked back to him, and once again he figured out what was about to happen. But by then it was too late, he only had time to roll from his side to his back before he was pounced on.

Bristol landed on him just as he reached up to grab her sides, tickling the other Alpha before she got a chance to jump away. It was strange how easily he had adjusted to having Bristol around, but he supposed that was because she reminded him so much of his Beta, whom he had had the fortune to be around for quite a while now. He didn’t dislike anyone in the house, really, except maybe Matt T, but even in that case it was little more than annoyance. Elli just wasn’t the sort of guy that didn’t like people, he got along with everyone.

By the time Bristol was off of him and cuddling Georgia, he was definitely wide awake and more than aware that he didn’t have a shirt on. It wasn’t that he was self-conscious of his appearance, he knew he had quite a nice body, but with now three girls around and David hurrying past, making him feel oddly conscious of himself, he felt rather naked. He sat up with a huff, his bare feet finding the floor as he leaned back on the cool leather couch. His hands found their way up before he ran his fingers through his dark hair, making it even messier than it was before this. Though he never did much with his hair in the first place, letting it go whichever way it wanted to.

After a few more moments of waking up, he let his eyes pop open as he pushed himself off the couch, taking a few steps away from the couch before turning back to the girls. “Ladies, however nice it is to see you both first thing in the morning, I’m gonna go shower and put clothes on now.” He said, trying his hardest to keep a straight face whilst teasing them as he often did. “And I better get a copy of those pics, Georgie.” After winking at his Beta, he turned towards the steps, taking them by two until he got up to the fourth floor where his room was. After picking out clothes, he went into his and Bristol’s bathroom to take a quick shower.

It was about twenty-five minutes later when he headed back downstairs, somewhat afraid as to what he was going to find once he got there.






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Jamie woke up quite a while later, but his wolf still seemed to be sleeping, leaving his mind rather… quiet. Truthfully, he had grown used to having the wolf up in his head all the time, judging everything he did and criticizing anytime it got a chance. Not hearing it was odd for him, he felt alone. Shrugging it off, he got out of bed and headed to the one bathroom that was on the basement floor, making sure no one was occupying it before he went inside to take a shower. Not long later he emerged wearing one of his usual, odd outfits. He had a sort of reputation for wearing strange things, mostly because he liked to piss off his wolf, but also because he liked standing out a bit. For a guy that preferred to fade into the background most of the time, he didn’t dress like it.

On his way upstairs he ran into a certain Omega that was coming back down with an apple, literally running into him before bouncing off and towards the wall. This woke his wolf, it probably sensing danger when really it was just Jamie hitting his funny bone off of the wall.


You’re so clumsy.
Go back to bed.

Jamie ignored his wolf from there on in, turning his attention to David as he started apologizing. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to run into you.” He finished, a few more apologies stuck onto the front of that. He was rubbing his own elbow, feeling the familiar sting of hitting your funny bone. He would no doubt have a bruise tomorrow, simply just because he bruised easily. ”Hey, what are you doing back down here anyways? Isn’t there supposed to be some sort of surprise or something from one of the Keepers?”

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After brushing her teeth and hair, taking a quick shower, and getting dressed, Rey had plopped down onto her bed and began painting her nails. Bright, neon orange for that day. She loved to paint her nails different colors, and had a collection going. The collection was still packed away in a bag, but she had to have at least 30 different colors. It was almost an obsession even, and she often thought about giving some of it away. She obviously hadn't.

Around the time she had started a movie to watch while she waited for her nails to dry, she heard the shower staring. Matthew. She smiled a bit and almost got up to pull some prank on him, but stayed put in the end. She was enjoying her early morning movie. Matthew announced that they had gotten breakfast to everyone, which Rey had forgotten about completely.

"Rey are you up? Are you coming down for breakfast?" Came a muffled voice, obviously Matthew's, from outside her door. Rey grabbed her remote and flicked off the movie, then got up and called back, "Yeah I'm coming!"

Rey slipped on some shoes that were basically just slippers and half ran out into the hallway, almost running into her fellow keeper. Just barely managing to dance around him, she grinned and waved.

"Mornin'! Ready to head down I hope?" She was already backing up to the stairs as she asked, her hand out to feel the wall as she walked backwards to ensure she didn't go too far and fall.

David
Crunch crunch crunch. David had almost finished his apple, and was looking up at the ceiling as he thought. He could hear people waking, commotion starting. He had hoped to be outside by then, but Elli sleeping had startled him enough to make him back track. The girls were having fun with it though, no doubt. He could hear them from where he was, laughter. It made him smile now and then, especially since he doubted they were able to immediately wake Elli up despite the noise.

"Remember. No wolf transformations this morning between nine and ten. I've ordered a little something in," Matthews voice went off in his head. It felt a little unnerving really, especially since it wasn't even his pack's keeper, but the others. Though, the packs were together now...

David shook his head slightly, trying to snap out of it, and then stumbled back when he collided with something. Did he really miss a wall being in front of him? Blinking slowly at the object, he realized no, he hadn't. And said object was a person. His brain immediately went into a quit checklist, almost analyzing what happened. Not my pack member. His name's Jamie. He ran into me. He's talking.

And then: Shit, I don't know what he said.

He was still trying to remember what he said, watching him rub his elbow. He slowly realized he had apologized, and was now focused on the fact that Jamie seemed to hurt himself.

”Hey, what are you doing back down here anyways? Isn’t there supposed to be some sort of surprise or something from one of the Keepers?”

Blink. Surprise? Oh, breakfast.

"I got this before the announcement. I avoid big groups anyways, especially when you're expected to talk a lot," he answered slowly, then nodded to Jamie's arm. "You okay there?"

Xavier
Outside his room, Xavier felt a bit unnerved. He could tell people were up and about, but wasn’t sure if he should really join or not. He didn’t know many outside his pack, and many in his pack just thought he was trouble. He felt conflicted. Up to the living room, maybe kitchen. Outside even.

He stood in silence for a moment, thinking. Finally he decided to go on upstairs to the living room. There was no harm in trying. On his way up, he heard girls laughing, Elliott’s teasing, and other little sounds that indicated people were already up. It was all muffled though while in the basement, and became clearer as he came to the living room. Elliot was walking out, probably to his room. Two girls, from what he could tell were Bristol and Georgia, were on the floor cuddling. Glancing around, he also spotted Mindy. Sitting in the corner in a rocking chair. He wasn’t surprised really.

After looking among them, he decided to go outside and sit on the deck. Hopefully no one would mind, it’s not like he wasn’t allowed to leave anyways. Making his way outside he was pretty sure no one noticed him. He took a seat on the edge of the deck, looking out into the forest. He heard breakfast would be delivered, and could wait for that.

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"Get up sleepy head!!! Matty C. ordered breakfast!!"

Matt fell out of bed at the Bristol's words in his head. He was able to block out the music from across the hall, but the scream from downstairs was impossible to ignore. He woke up after that and sat in his bed, looking forward in deep thought. Bristol's voice in his mind snapped him out of it as he dusted himself off from the fall. He walked out of his room, still in his boxers and jumped into the shower, allowing the hot water to wash over his face, waking him up a little more. After a few minutes, he grabbed a towel and dried off, wrapping it around his waist, making sure it was secure and wouldn't fall off anytime soon. He quickly brushed his teeth and exited the bathroom, returning to his room to get dressed.

As Matt looked in his closet, he realized he felt a little drab today. Maybe it was being woken up with telepathy or maybe it was just a random mood, but Matt knew he needed to combat it. So, he pulled his phone from his nightstand and played a song to lift his spirits as he picked his outfit for the day; a pair of jeans and a white v-neck t-shirt. After putting on the clothes and a pair of sneakers from his closet, he exited his room and headed down stairs. On his way down, he passed by Elliot who he gave a small wave to as he passed. Matt was wary of Elliot. He couldn't help but be. With the packs uniting, a lot was changing and having two Alphas under one roof could have ended terribly, but it didn't. Quite the opposite actually and Matt didn't know which one of those possibilities scared him more.

After a minute or two of walking, he finally arrived where the others were congregating and found Georgia and Bristol laughing and cuddling on the floor. "You ladies having fun?" Matt said to the two women on the floor playfully as he sat on the couch nearby, making himself comfortable. It was then he noticed Mindy in the corner in a rocking chair. "And good morning to you too, Mindy." he said in an attempt to be polite. Ever since Matt met Mindy, she had been distant, but from what he'd noticed, that was her procedure for most people.

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Jamie continued to attempt to ignore his wolf, inside concentrating hard on David, as if the boy in front of him could get his wolf to shut up. So many times he had tried to put up some kind of a mental wall to keep his wolf from coming through, but he always bashed right through it and kept on abusing Jamie. Sometimes concentrating on something else helped, but not for long. He couldn't even read more than a chapter in a book before his eyes ended up emptily scanning the page, his mind too busy battling with the voice inside his head. Now his wolf demanded to get out, he wanted to run. But that wasn't possible, he kept trying to tell him, his Keeper ordered for no wolves until after ten. Of course, the wolf cared little for this, deciding that he didn't have to listen to anyone but himself. This is the exact reason why he was always in trouble...

At David's question he stopped rubbing his arm, both hands dropping to his side as he cocked his head slightly to the side, examining the other man. "Um, yeah, I just bumped it off the railing after running into you." He laughed it off, like he did with almost anything he said. No matter how serious he was, he always ended what he said with a laugh. It was because of the way he doubted himself, how he didn't want anyone to pity him- in the case of being hurt -and he didn't want anyone to reject his ideas- in the case of suggesting something-.

"You wouldn't want to go for a run with me, would ya'? He had already pulled his phone out of his pocket, checking the time to make sure they'd have enough. "There's still like a half hour before nine, and we could head out the back way to make sure no one sees us?" His wolf grunted in approval, sounded annoyed with Jamie even though he was getting his way. There was really nothing he could do to please the grouchy animal. "Please?" He pulled out the puppy dog eyes, something Jamie was infamous for. It was how he got his way most of the time, when he really wanted something from someone.

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David was absently picking at his shirt, watching Jamie go through some internal struggle. Or at least, that's what it looked like. It occurred to David Jamie was only a halfling, which he had somewhat forgotten. After all, he wasn't from his original pack. His wolf was probably bothering him, which David didn't quite get. Everyone acted like their wolf was so demanding, but his never was. The only time his wolf really wanted to take charge was when it felt in danger, angry, and other strong emotions. But David was mostly passive. So his wolf didn't bug him often. Maybe a little nudge here and there, but it never pushed him. But from what David could tell, Jamie's was pushing him.

"You wouldn't want to go for a run with me, would ya'?" James was suddenly speaking, snapping David from his thoughts. Run? Oh, that's what his wolf wanted. "There's still like a half hour before nine, and we could head out the back way to make sure no one sees us?"

David paused, unsure. If they got caught, he'd get an earful. From everyone. But then again, Jamie really looked like he had already made up his mind to go. They had enough time, probably. Shifting his weight from foot to foot, David looked down the stairs where he was headed in the first place, and back at Jamie.

"Please?" And of course puppy dog eyes. Sighing, rubbing the back of his head like he was still unsure, David nodded, shoulders slouched in defeat. Then he finally replied to the other.

"Alright, but only a quick run. I don't feel like having Rey or Elliot or even Georgia pissed at me, alright?"

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It had it be around four in the morning when the wolf first woke up. Daylight hadn’t even cracked dawn. There was a beautifully large, white wolf laying in a bed that belonged to Kylee. Her face was contently snuggled into her pillows, snoring away until she heard her phone start to ring a simple tune. She had it on low as to not wake anyone up, but loud enough to make her ears flicker while a growl passed her snoot.

Moments later, lost in a pile of sheets was the blonde girl that everyone knew. A slender hand peeked out from the mess, enough to fumble and hit the button on her phone before she lazily dragged herself out of bed and put on some clothes. She dressed in a pair of tight shorts that moved with her body, a sports bra and a tank top – an outfit meant for exercise. As quietly as the girl could manage, she grabbed a towel and a bottle of water and headed out to lose herself in the darkness.

Kylee loved to see the moon and the stars. She also loved seeing the sun rise. The female set herself up in the front yard, laid out the towel and sat down, stretching her bare feet out as far as they could go, tensing all of her leg muscles before she relaxed, letting out a quiet yawn. This was Kylee’s ritual at least four times a week. She would come out before her pack would wake up and take time to stretch and loosen her body. Ky felt it important that she keep herself fit and flexible. Sure, she could do it at any time of the day, but this allowed her to focus – something she reveled in.

Kylee stayed out for a little over an hour, allowing herself to wake up. The last fifteen minutes had just been spent looking at the stars, seeing if she could spot the very few constellations she knew about. She figured the sun would rise soon, so she went back into the house to get dressed and brush her teeth, using the bathroom before any of the others needed it. It wasn’t until she got the message about breakfast until she decided to join the others.

It was when she saw her Alpha cuddling another was when she snuck up behind the two and practically pounced on them, laughing. “Someone is in a good mood this morning!” Ky said before she allowed herself to flop down on one of the couches, throwing her bare feet over the arm. “Looks like good weather today too.” She said with a smile and stretched her arms out. She took a moment to look at those around her. It was strange moving into a new home with a new pack, but she was getting used to it and she wasn’t completely against the idea of a bigger, stronger pack either.

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Cory woke up in the middle of the woods. It wasn't very bright outside, so the boy guessed it was still fairly early in the morning. He brushed the leaves off himself as he pushed himself off the ground, trying to remember how he got there. And then it hit him. Well, two things hit him, the first thing being his smell. The stench from his clothes told him exactly what he needed to know. This wasn't the first time Cory had passed out on a late night run and it definitely wouldn't be his last. As he started his trek back to the house, his limbs ached from the run he still couldn't remember much of, letting out an audible groan with every step. After a while, the sun rose completely, reminding Cory of how far he had ran from home. He'd wiped himself out, but he had to. He refused to not at least spend two hours a day on training. But he decided to take the day off as he dragged himself to the mansion's front door and walked through it.

Immediately, he noticed that a lot of the pack was in front of him, the first of them that caught his eye being Matt. His attention however was occupied with Bristol, as it often was in Matt's case. He saw the two as family, but he wished they'd just get whatever was between them over with and move on. He wanted to say hi to everybody, but he was in no shape to think too much. So, ignoring the cloud of voices he heard, he gave a small wave to the people around him and headed upstairs to take a hot shower and pass out. He'd be up for breakfast however as he remembered the message he received on the way back and needed all the calories he could get.

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Welcome home, Promethean. Here, you can manage your universe.

Arcs

Arcs are bundles of posts from any location, allowing you to easily capture sub-plots which might be spread out across multiple locations.

Add Quest » Quests

You can create Quests with various rewards, encouraging your players to engage with specific plot lines.

Add Setting » 1 Settings for your players to play in

Settings are the backdrop for the characters in your universe, giving meaning and context to their existence. By creating a number of well-written locations, you can organize your universe into areas and regions.

Navigation

While not required, locations can be organized onto a map. More information soon!

Forest

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Collectibles

By creating Collectibles, you can reward your players with unique items that accentuate their character sheets.


Once an Item has been created, it can be spawned in the IC using /spawn Item Name (case-sensitive, as usual) — this can be followed with /take Item Name to retrieve the item into the current character's inventory.

Mobs

Give your Universe life by adding a Mob, which are auto-replenishing NPCs your players can interact with. Useful for some quick hack-and-slash fun!

Mobs can be automated spawns, like rats and bats, or full-on NPCs complete with conversation menus. Use them to enhance your player experience!

Current Mobs

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Spawns

Locations where Mobs and Items might appear.

Events

You can schedule events for your players to create notifications and schedule times for everyone to plan around.

Permissions

Add and remove other people from your Universe.

The Forge

Use your INK to craft new artifacts in Fieri Unum Lykos. Once created, Items cannot be changed, but they can be bought and sold in the marketplace.

Notable Items

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The Market

Buy, sell, and even craft your own items in this universe.

Market Data

Market conditions are unknown. Use caution when trading.

Quick Buy (Items Most Recently Listed for Sale)

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View All » Add Character » 17 Characters to follow in this universe

Character Portrait: Bristol Lawrence
Character Portrait: Matthew Coston
Character Portrait: Elliot Hartnet
Character Portrait: Mindy Thames
Character Portrait: Matt Talbot
Character Portrait: David K.
Character Portrait: Rey Woolridge
Character Portrait: James Ratchel
Character Portrait: Xavier
Character Portrait: Cory Chaney
Character Portrait: Leila Belmount
Character Portrait: Georgia Dawson
Character Portrait: Kylee James

Newest

Character Portrait: Georgia Dawson
Georgia Dawson

"Some people say I'm all wolf, but I think I'm just the right mix of both"

Character Portrait: Leila Belmount
Leila Belmount

"We're alive. Wolf or not, I'm not gonna waste it."

Character Portrait: Cory Chaney
Cory Chaney

"Yeah, I'm an Omega, but I won't be forever."

Character Portrait: Xavier
Xavier

Yes, I don't have a last name.... I'm sorry.

Character Portrait: Rey Woolridge
Rey Woolridge

Don't bite me, biting is very VERY rude, you should be ashamed.

Character Portrait: David K.
David K.

"It's just so beautiful how everything can be taken in an instant. Nothing is spared."

Character Portrait: Matt Talbot
Matt Talbot

"Call me what you want. Man or Beast. Take your pick. We're all a little of both after all."

Character Portrait: Mindy Thames
Mindy Thames

"Just....give me a reason....."

Trending

Character Portrait: Mindy Thames
Mindy Thames

"Just....give me a reason....."

Character Portrait: Cory Chaney
Cory Chaney

"Yeah, I'm an Omega, but I won't be forever."

Character Portrait: David K.
David K.

"It's just so beautiful how everything can be taken in an instant. Nothing is spared."

Character Portrait: Rey Woolridge
Rey Woolridge

Don't bite me, biting is very VERY rude, you should be ashamed.

Character Portrait: Xavier
Xavier

Yes, I don't have a last name.... I'm sorry.

Character Portrait: Georgia Dawson
Georgia Dawson

"Some people say I'm all wolf, but I think I'm just the right mix of both"

Most Followed

Character Portrait: Xavier
Xavier

Yes, I don't have a last name.... I'm sorry.

Character Portrait: David K.
David K.

"It's just so beautiful how everything can be taken in an instant. Nothing is spared."

Character Portrait: Bristol Lawrence
Bristol Lawrence

"My bite is worse than my bark"

Character Portrait: Georgia Dawson
Georgia Dawson

"Some people say I'm all wolf, but I think I'm just the right mix of both"

Character Portrait: Mindy Thames
Mindy Thames

"Just....give me a reason....."

Character Portrait: Matt Talbot
Matt Talbot

"Call me what you want. Man or Beast. Take your pick. We're all a little of both after all."

Character Portrait: Cory Chaney
Cory Chaney

"Yeah, I'm an Omega, but I won't be forever."


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