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© 2007, Kyle Amor - Wolfcower

I run a small but very active roleplaying forum named Wolfcower. It is so named because the site started out as wolves but many members have asked for Bloodlines, Vampire VS Humans. We have recently added two new roleplays, Fantasy and Dragoons.

STATS: We currently have 195 members who have made 500 topics and have posted over 6,200 posts in just under 2 months.

We are currently looking for active and literate roleplayers at the current moment, If you fit into this criteria, please do express interest.

Heres the Link to our roleplaying forum, We do have wolf and bloodlines plots which are located at the site:

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Wolf Outline:

Stagerthorn and the Ratchet lands are separated by the death pass

Death Pass:

The death pass is a 2 day long trek through unbearable heat without any food or water.

Stagerthorn:

Stagerthorn is the birth place of every wolf And most wolves will spend their whole life living in Stagerthorn valley. It has everything that a wolf could need. Great feeding grounds. Total protection from any predators and has beautiful lakes and streams. But some wolves are curious and venture out of Stagerthorn to go to the ratchet lands and will disappear for months on end.

Ratchet Lands:

Is on the other side of the death pass. It contains many swamps, predators and dark forests. Many wolves die here but some manage to get to dangers peek where they are safe from other dangers. The ratchet lands are also home to the Carnirack's which are big with horns and scales and have a fetish for wolf meat.

[b]The history of the two lands

The small creatures watched as their parents stood in the dens mouth, scenting the air as they searched for scents, a sign of danger that would call for them to remain with their litter. Finding nothing on the still air they nodded to the guard and left, heading out on the hunt and leaving all others behind.

A small scrap of silver fur instantly spun and bounded over to a corner of the stone den, the others following close behind and chatting amongst themselves as they surrounded the larger, apparently sleeping form. He stirred and gave a snort as one of the pups licked his ear and the others attacked his tail, knowing full well that this would wake him. “What do ya horrors want?” he growled affectionately as he raised his grizzled head and lightly buffeted the pup that clung tight to his ear. Brown eyes flicked across the litter as they bounded together and sat in a row, watching him intently.

“Story please!” yipped one, starting a chorus of agreement from the others. A smile spread across his greying muzzle as he gently knocked away the persistent pup who seemed to want to eat his ear and let his gaze flicker across them again. Rolling onto his stomach the old wolf closed his eyes and rooted through his library of stories, myths and legends. “Very well.” He muttered after a while and paused to wait for the yaps of joy to die down again.

“A story of this lands history. Bout time ya learned of it” he paused again to knock away the pup that had belly crawled towards him and was about to try and pounce at his ear again.

Stagerthorn had been a place of plenty for longer than any wolf could remember, gone were the times when it had been a barren land with no food to speak of, gone were the times when it was basically a larger version of Death Pass. No wolf knew how the change had come about but in reality none really cared, after all….this was a paradise. In a manner of speaking.

See…though this land was one of plenty there was nothing to keep the wolves who lived there together. There was no pack; it was a land of lone wolves. A land containing hundreds of would-be alphas. And this of course, led to war. For years the various would-be alphas had gavered followers around them and then fought against other groups who wanted to claim the territory for their own. Wolves who had nothing to do with the groups were caught and slain, pups were killed because they happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time, the land was awash with blood. None cared that practically all of the wolves around had been born in this paradise, none cared that their ancestors had lived together in peace as lone wolves. They just wanted the land for themselves.

Ratchet lands on the other hand was very different. Though this place contained every danger imaginable it also had more than enough to eat….and the dangers had bought its few wolves together so that a few small packs ran the place but never fought with each other. They ‘watched’ in disgust as the wolves of Stagerthorn fought and killed each other to own a territory that belonged to no one. They were glad that Death Pass blocked their land from the land of the ‘savages’.

Things went on like this for many more years before things were finally forced to change by the arrival of a bloodthirsty hunter by the name of Carnirage. This creature was a massive wolf who hunted others of his kind, problems was: he was so big and so strong that none of the groups could stand against him. Carnirage quickly slew a quarter of the small groups roaming Stagerthorn, hunting the wolves as prey and taking them down easily till the wolves finally realised that they must do something if they were to survive.

The small groups made a pact and joined forces, gathering the strength of every one of the remaining lone wolves and attacking the beast that had invaded their paradise. The battle was long and hard but the combined power of the Stagerthorn wolves was just enough to bring Carnirage down and put an end to his foul life. After that the wolves split up once more…though now they did not fight. Now the lands were finally at peace.

Many generations latter something went wrong, though no wolf knows exactly what these days. Whatever it was it caused the pact to vanish and the war started once more. Now they fight each other again, tearing the wolves apart as they stand in three main groups: The Darks, The Lights and The Neutrals. Once again the paradise was awash with blood and the Ratchet wolves watched with disgust. Things were to get much worse……

A new creature invaded Ratchet Lands one night and in that signal night they wiped out most of the small packs that had run in the lands for most of their lives. They called themselves Carnirack's and they hunted everything that moved, sparing only their own kind. They had a particular taste for wolf flesh. Within a few weeks all but a handful of Ratchets wolves had been slain and the remaining had fled to Dangers Peak where they remain to this day, trying to gather forces to fight the beasts that have taken their home.

“So you see youngsters, this land isn’t the paradise it seems and Ratchet is the worst place you could ever enter.” He finished at last, tail flicking slightly as he watched the cubs, surprised that none of them seemed all that worried.

“But we’re safe aren’t we. The thingymabobs are only in Rathchet”

“Ratchet” he corrected absentmindedly “For now perhaps. But sooner or latter they will come here. Sooner or latter they will strike the paradise we call Stagerthorn.”

“I’m not scarred of a Carnicka.”

“Carnirack’s. And that would be because you’re yet to see one. But believe me, they are not something you can face alone. When they to come to our lands, the only way to defeat them will be to team up and fight them together.”

“Like they did with Carnigage?”

“Carnirage. Yes.” He paused again, watching them before giving a light sigh. They were too young to understand……Blackness

The huge scaled body shoved its way into the den, claws tearing across the helpless cubs as they screamed for their elder to help them…not knowing that the first strike from the beasts claw had instantly slain him. Outside the guard lay still, his stomach shredded before he could fight back…..he had died in much the same way as the cubs parents. As night fell the beast turned and returned to Ratchet Lands, dragging the remains of the dead wolves along with it.

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The War (Vampire)

100 Years ago to date, Humans lived among these precious lands. All was wanted right here, lakes, ponds, forests, food, Everything. Humans lived here since the 1800's, they came in thousands before the population peeked 100,000 in 1892. Ever since that day of August the 3rd. Creatures, mysterious creatures have come to claim their fair share of what was rightfully theirs. They took everything they could find, humans, weapons, tools, building material and started the Vampire Fortress on the other side of the ferocious and dangerous forest (The forest of lost souls) It was said they took 50,000 humans through that forest only 4,200 Humans Survived and only 2,000 vampire were spared.

The humans were forced to build this massive fortress living in small shacks just outside the fortress walls, where they were tortured and slaughtered, for their blood and flesh. Who ever was brought here was never seen again, they say 45,000 humans were slaughtered by over 18,000 vampires on the other side of the forest, Where the human fortress now stands. Leaving only about 5,000 humans on the other side.

They managed to rebuild what was left of their burning ruble and scraps. They took everything they could find on the edge of the big forest. There were quite a few animals left which they farmed for food, all was going well until 30 vampires returned to the other side of the forest and spotted the now growing population of humans which is about 22,000.

The vampires Thought they could do what they did 100 years ago and bring the rest of the humans to the vampire fortress but the humans were prepared this time. They came out with daggers and swords and killed the vampires in the same fashion that the vampires did to their ansesters leaving only 1 vampire to escape.

His name. Lord Vantermort. He survived 3 days crossing the Forest of lost souls. The odds were against him but he managed to cross out the other side and tell the other vampires what was going on, on the other side of the great dividing forest.

On October the 16th, 4,000 Vampires walked up to the Humans fortress and tried their best to destroy the remaining 22,000 humans but the humans were to strong the managed to kill 2,500 vampire and losing 10,000 of their own.

The vampires retreated back into the forest now with the poulation of both camps standing at:

Vampires: 3,400

Humans: 12,800

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Shona's Diary:

1 August 1892: Massive Storm

Dear Diary,

Today was a very bad day for us humans, we had a massive storm this morning the sky went pitch black at around 11:30 this morning and since then there has been non stop rain and the lightning is getting ever closer to the main part of our city, many people have died, drowning from the floods, getting struck by lightning and some people are rioting with fire torches and weapons.

The rain has died down a bit since this morning but as i look outside all i can see from the contestant flashes of light from the many strikes of lighting is a city ready to be totally destroyed.

I hope that soon everything will die down in the next few days or i fear that me and my family could be murdered.

2 August 1892: Vampires May be Behind this

Dear Diary,

Today is even worse then yesterday, the storm picked up exactly like yesterday morning, at the exact same time, people have said that they has seen mysterious creatures lurking through the city streets thousands more have lost their lives in the past 2 days and i fear for my life, my dad and mum were killed by something during the night. I don't know what it was but i was lucky to escape. Today all i did was sit up in my room crying and thinking what has gone wrong.

Who where these creatures! What are they doing here! I need answers so i went to the local library getting drenched on the way and lucky enough not to see anything out of the ordinary.

The library was deserted no-one was there which gave me a perfect opportunity to take a few books on the subject of my concern. I looked up mysterious creatures and got serious evidence that vampires used to live here where this city was built but humans ran them out 100 years ago tomorrow, the 3rd of august 1892.

I am pretty sure that vampires are behind this and have no idea what is installed for tomorrow. I prey to god my life will be spared.

3 August 1892: Help Us all

Dear Diary,

I woke up only to notice that there was something standing next to my bed i looked up and saw blood dripping from its mouth. I screamed and jumped from my bed but was quickly hunted down by this unknown creature.

He had massive fangs and a large black cloak it took me a while to figure out but it eventually came to me that this was a vampire and my suspicions where right. Vampires are the ones behind this.

I was dragged to a holding camp that the vampire had set up over night just on the edge of the Wilderness [[Now known as Dead Mans Forest]]. There must have been 50 odd thousand people in these cells it stretched out for miles people were screaming babies were crying and i took a look back at the city which was now being torched vampires were taking a few humans every minute, i suspect for feeding there were allot of vampires as well probably about 10,000 all rounding up humans.

I am writing this as i lay on the ground in this massive cell waiting to die? Or waiting to live?

*[[]] - Not in original diary

7 August 1892: Finally

Dear Diary,

On the 4th of august, me, 18,000 vampires and 50,000 humans were forced to make the trek through the wilderness. I was scared as many small creatures that i have never seen or read about came and ate humans and vampires alive, we walked at a slow pace only stopping once a day. I am extremely tired and am glad to know that we reached the other side of that tretcherous forest.

On the 5th about 20,000 humans had lost their lives and i suspect about 2,500 vampire also lost their lives, it wasnt the worst day though.

The 6th was the best day only about 5,000 humans died and only a few hundred vampires perished. It was by far the best day, i was attacked though and lost my hand but i managed to bandage it up before i lost alot of blood.

Today though was the worst day of all. About another 20,000 humans died and most of the vampires didnt make it out the other side

I suspect theres about 4,000 - 4,500 humans left and around 2000 vampires left.

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