Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-25344655-20150908031022/@comment-26237442-20150912174039

(i'm chaotic neutral if anyon asks)

Edward's ship has finally arrived on the island and the Lycans make camp in a cave off the beach.

The light reflected of the dancing ripples in the pool mesmirising the Pack leader its otherworldly patterns. Spiraling along the roof: contorting like tree roots then unfolding again: only one thing held his attention though in the centre of the cavern stood a being as old as Dustai The First Tree.

Antlers sprouted from his head casting huge shadows across the room the man was not clothed in bark and fur, he was bark and fur his eyes glowed with a strange light that seemed to fill anything.

"My children, you have come to your new home this cave shall be your peoples light in the dark times coming" said the being in a voice of both the whisper of the trees and the bellow of a bear "our brother Edcanik is surrounded by so many foul ouls and dark magics I cannot reach him without alerting every mage within a mile. Yet as the trees know that Summer shall pass to Winter nad Winter to Spring I know that you will need him in the time to come."

So the Children of the Beastlord cried out to his "what comes?"

and the Treeman, the Beastman, The lord of the wild replied "I do not know..."