[b]The Society, Population 312, Era of Oxameter the Walker.
Technological Developments: 
Writing 4/8
Architecture 2/5 
Organized Religion 4/8[/b]
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[b]Eastern Woodlands: [/b]
"Around here somewhere, my lord, if my sight proved reliable." The Ferream said whilst wandering the eastern forest. 
Mr. Marsh nodded in his extravagant robes and sat back down on a wooden throne carried by four Illis. 
"I thank thee for thy direction, and thy philosopher comrade." 
They continued searching the region until the Philosopher came across the carving of the wolf he had seen previously. 
"The carving! We are in the right place, my holiest and most blessed lord! Here lies the home of an Ashen wolf."
Marsh stepped down from his throne and observed the carving. 
"And you have witnessed these creatures?" He spoke. 
"Yes, my lord." 
"Than we shall wait for them."