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A mysterious Lycanthrope that battles his own emotions and instincts.

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a character in “The Terrarum”, as played by IEatBubbleMan


The Lycanthrope stood on a dark and foreboding cliff. His fur covered body appeared a pure blackness Compared to the blood red moon behind him. Truly his fur was a black with a dark blue tint to it and at the end of his hands, feet, and head with a lighter blue. His eyes glowed a moon colored blue that matched his lighter colored fur.

He sniffed the cold winter air as he stared deeply at the forest ahead. It went on for what seemed forever but he knew that not to be so as a certain fragrance passed his nostrils. Something that could only be made by a gathering of the sentient. A forest of stone instead of the living world.

So begins...

Cyprian's Story