Nation Name: Pack of the Fanglord
General: Algon the Fanglord / Tay the Bitchqueen
Race: Beastmen
Wolfmen - With the awakening of the Great Lord of Lust, the forests of Amigdal Changed fundamentally. Deep in faraway and forgotten places the wolf packs have roamed for centuries. Mostly hidden away, they never grew to a point of concern for the world at large. Subsisting on the very farthest fringes, where few others would dare to tread. Small, anemic packs of hungry beasts unable to venture away from their ancestral homes.
Blessed with the corrupting magics of the Satyrs great revelry, the wolves found himself changed forever. Their minds sharper, their bodies stronger, and their lusts deeper. Soon it was no longer enough to simply live on the edges of the forest. They needed to spread and expand. They needed to grow, claim, and overtake all they found. The need to dominate all other life began to smolder in their hearts.
It was not long before the greatest among them, Algon, had claimed control of the wolf tribes. Eager to gather mates, they surged forth in a tide of fur and ferocity. Their race is young, their people small, but they seek to spread their blessing to all they find...
Fetishes: The wolves of the Fanglord are dominant creatures at heart, eager to pounce on prey and transform them into beings much like themselves. They are aggressive, dangerous, and above all, relentless. They are willing to wait for the right moment to strike, but as soon as Alpha sees a woman he desires she will be hunted till she too understands her place in the pack.
Barbarism - Might makes right in the pack, and considering their social structure there is little time for complex ideas and morality. Males fight for position in the tribe, leading to high attrition. This is viewed with some pride by the pack as a manner of removing weak blood from their race. Those males that remain find themselves leading a harem of bitches, all eager and ready to serve.
Breeding - As soon as the transformation takes hold sex and repoduction are close to the only things on the minds of a wolf. Those who become bitches feel it the most keenly, and the heat they feel drives them forward. Indeed, once a woman is turned, only those of exceptionally strong will can expect to retain any of their prior thoughts, everything else being washed away in a tide of lust.
Motto: Eat! Fuck! Breed!
Themesong for the Nation:
Nation Symbol and colors:
Tribalism and Animism. Colors are muted earth tones.
Form of Government: Tribal Dictatorship - The Pack of the Fanglord is a unified though brutal and often chaotic dictatorship. The Pack is ruled by Algon, though Tay often acts as his shadow, being where he cannot. Fights for leadership are common, though few dare to challenge the Fanglord Directly. Human females are kept untransformed to satisfy many duties demanding a more focused approach, or to satisfy the more strange proclivities of other Alpha's. Unfortunately, these women are doomed to one day join the mindless bitches in their frenzy, being in close proximity for so long.
Known for/Famous Exports: Few known exploits, the first that the organized nations have come to know of them are scattered reports of depopulated villages in the deeper reaches of the Forest of Amigdal
Health Remaining: 100
Will Remaining: 100
Active Abilities: None
General: Algon the Fanglord / Tay the Bitchqueen
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Race: Beastmen
Wolfmen - With the awakening of the Great Lord of Lust, the forests of Amigdal Changed fundamentally. Deep in faraway and forgotten places the wolf packs have roamed for centuries. Mostly hidden away, they never grew to a point of concern for the world at large. Subsisting on the very farthest fringes, where few others would dare to tread. Small, anemic packs of hungry beasts unable to venture away from their ancestral homes.
Blessed with the corrupting magics of the Satyrs great revelry, the wolves found himself changed forever. Their minds sharper, their bodies stronger, and their lusts deeper. Soon it was no longer enough to simply live on the edges of the forest. They needed to spread and expand. They needed to grow, claim, and overtake all they found. The need to dominate all other life began to smolder in their hearts.
It was not long before the greatest among them, Algon, had claimed control of the wolf tribes. Eager to gather mates, they surged forth in a tide of fur and ferocity. Their race is young, their people small, but they seek to spread their blessing to all they find...
Fetishes: The wolves of the Fanglord are dominant creatures at heart, eager to pounce on prey and transform them into beings much like themselves. They are aggressive, dangerous, and above all, relentless. They are willing to wait for the right moment to strike, but as soon as Alpha sees a woman he desires she will be hunted till she too understands her place in the pack.
Barbarism - Might makes right in the pack, and considering their social structure there is little time for complex ideas and morality. Males fight for position in the tribe, leading to high attrition. This is viewed with some pride by the pack as a manner of removing weak blood from their race. Those males that remain find themselves leading a harem of bitches, all eager and ready to serve.
Breeding - As soon as the transformation takes hold sex and repoduction are close to the only things on the minds of a wolf. Those who become bitches feel it the most keenly, and the heat they feel drives them forward. Indeed, once a woman is turned, only those of exceptionally strong will can expect to retain any of their prior thoughts, everything else being washed away in a tide of lust.
Motto: Eat! Fuck! Breed!
Themesong for the Nation:
Nation Symbol and colors:
Tribalism and Animism. Colors are muted earth tones.
Form of Government: Tribal Dictatorship - The Pack of the Fanglord is a unified though brutal and often chaotic dictatorship. The Pack is ruled by Algon, though Tay often acts as his shadow, being where he cannot. Fights for leadership are common, though few dare to challenge the Fanglord Directly. Human females are kept untransformed to satisfy many duties demanding a more focused approach, or to satisfy the more strange proclivities of other Alpha's. Unfortunately, these women are doomed to one day join the mindless bitches in their frenzy, being in close proximity for so long.
Known for/Famous Exports: Few known exploits, the first that the organized nations have come to know of them are scattered reports of depopulated villages in the deeper reaches of the Forest of Amigdal
Health Remaining: 100
Will Remaining: 100
Active Abilities: None