I was born to fight the Wyrm. There is no greater honor. There is no higher purpose.
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In the beginning, so it is said, there was Gaia. Gaia was the world and the world was Gaia. But into this Garden of Eden there entered a serpent, the Wyrm. None are certain from whence came the Wyrm, but the Wyrm was madness, sick like a rabid dog. It sank its poison fangs into Gaia and the Mother screamed. The Wyrm was the greatest enemy Gaia had ever known. It birthed monsters and spirits of evil. It spawned legions of foul creatures that raced forth to conquer. Gaia needed a champion. She looked to her children, all the creatures of the land. None were strong enough to fight the Wyrm on their own. But one of her children, humanity, was clever; they had learned to use weapons, make tools and speak language. And another of her children, wolves, were great hunters who acted as if of one mind. So Gaia took the strongest and wisest humans and the fastest and fiercest wolves and She bound them together to make a new race. She made Herself a race of champions, both man and beast, creatures that could ignore pain, rend trees and run swiftly on four legs. Thus were born the Werewolves.
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Be wary friends, this seems to say, never stop upon your way, never trust a stranger friend, no-one knows how it will end! As you are pretty, so be wise! Wolves may lurk in every guise! Now, as then, it’s simple truth, sweetest tongue has sharpest tooth!
Fun facts: Werewolves are nicer than vampires; we look out for our brothers and protect the weak. We do not eat humans because it poisons our flesh and spirit. If a werewolf kills someone, it's usually an accident. Vampires, on the other hand, kill on purpose because they are smug assholes. They are agents of the Wyrm, though many don't even know it. Unlike humans and wolves, werewolves are retromingent. Also, werewolves don't own a lot of shirts.