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06:04 PM

Many have entered the Dead Forest, but very few have returned alive. Monsters run wild in this place, a necromancer dwells deep within the forest, and the inhabitants of the villages that border this forest have stopped venturing beyond the tree line. They live in fear of the things that lurk in the shadows of the dead trees. Undead creatures, and dead creatures stalk in these places but the most feared is the creature that sometimes steals into the villages on nights of the full moon to slaughter those it can get it's claws into.

Beware the Vargulf.

Vargulf - a werewolf who has gone mad; who has begun to kill its prey without eating it.

---------- Post added 05-20-2013 at 02:03 PM ----------

He lay curled up at the base of one of the dead trees. Not too deep in the forest but not to far from the edge of the tree line either. It was a cold day, the wind blew almost constantly and he shivered, hugging himself tighter. He had been an elf once, now he wasn't sure what he was, who he was. He didn't even know his own name anymore, or how long he had been here, but he did know the nightmares he kept having would probably never stop. He knew they probably weren't even really nightmares. Blood covered his face, his hands, other places of his body, but it wasn't his. It was never his. The taste of it on his tongue made him gag slightly, but he was used to it by now. It happened often. Not every night, but too often to be random occurrence. His hair covered him, offering his body some bit of warmth, insulation from the biting wind. He couldn't remember when the last time he had worn clothes had been. Years probably. Years since he had been here, years since the nightmares began. His eyes were red and half wild, he was more a feral creature now than an elf anyway, and this was his home now. He had accepted that truth a while ago. He only wished he could remember the events that had led to the nightmares, led to him being in this place, but such memories, if they existed at all eluded him rather deftly.