[center] [h2] [color=gray]The Lycan Covenant [/color][/h2] [/center]

The icy wind blew across the plains, it was cold no doubt, but for many lycans, this was the warmest weather they had ever experienced. Fires were only been build by many purely out of habit and the expectation of lower temperatures. The continent the race hailed from (referred to as Lycholme by most ) was truly freezing, with nights lasting longer than weeks in many cases and little plant life growing there. But they had endured. Just as they would endure any challenge this new land could conjure.

The leaders of each tribe stood in a hastily erected tent,made of the sails of their old ship. The rest of it would likely be used for construction later. Vlath stood in front of the other 3 chieftains, inspecting them for a moment before he began to speak "We have made it to our new home. We must first examine the area we have found ourselves in before any other work takes place" The Shadowclaw turned to Mex "I want your scouts to identify any wildlife or resources that we may use. Do not kill the wildlife, I have plans for them." The lycan nodded, Mex was not as large or experienced as the other chieftains but she would complete her task, she was loyal to her race and had been the first tribe to join the Shadowclaws when their uniting of the race began. 
Next Vlath turned to Basir "Inspect the mountain to our north, I want any minerals of value identified so they may be mined soon." The lycan gave a bow to Vlath "As you wish, Voidcaller."
As the other two departed to carry out the High Voidcallers will, Grash spoke "What would you have me do, Vlath?" He spoke with submission in his voice, although Vlath could still feel the anger in it. The Bloodfangs had been the least compliant with his plans, it had taken many years to secure their service. Vlath replied in the same neutral tone he had spoke to the previous chieftains with "All I require from you Bloodfang, is to keep our people in check. You and your warriors are to prevent in-fighting among the tribes. Any lycan who kills another will be offered as a sacrifice to amend for their crime" Grash sighed slightly before bowing "As you wish. High Voidcaller" he said before exiting the tent. 


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Lycan hunters and miners are searching the area for suitable resources and potential livestock.
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