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

The four tribe leaders stood in the dimly lit tent around a crude wooden table on the outskirts of the village, inconspicuous from the rest of the surrounding tents except for the small group of four lycans guarding the entrance under the appearance of idly talking (and complaining about the taste of deer). The tallest but leanest of the group stood at the head of table, the majority of his body concealed in tattered black robes but what little skin that was in sight was covered in pulsating purple 'tattoos' although they could just as easily be compared to scars. He looked to each of the other lycans, to his left was a smaller and feminine lycan in leather armour covering most of her body excluding her arms revealing light grey fur. To his right was a far bulkier and larger lycan, brown fur spilling from every part of his body not covered by the crude mix of leather straps and iron armour. Directly opposite him stood the smallest of the group, his body was fragile looking, his fur wispy and gold; his face was not that of a broken old creature though, it was hard with blue eyes locked onto the head of the table without a smile creeping onto his old lips, as were the eyes of the other tribe leaders.
Vlath finally spoke "We have sat idle for too long,the day I allowed our people to become subjugated by these infidels. No more, we have given the ogres time to grow complacent with us and think we have accepted our fate while I have meditated on what we are to do." he turned to the feminine lycan first "Mexi, I want your spies and scouts to shadow the ogres in our village. Learn their movements, where do they stay and sleep? How large is their garrison? Do they store any weapons in the village? Find out anything you can about their culture. Do not get caught. The Gods will grant your spies their cloak but they cannot save them from their own foolishness. Pick your best for this task, if you are caught our resistance will smothered in it's crib." Mexi simply nodded at Vlath before he turned to the bulkiest of the lycans "Grash, have your warriors preparing in secret in any way they can as long as they are confident they can avoid gaining any attention. Again, do not get caught. Any lycans caught will be at the mercy of the Ogres until we are ready." Grash again nodded "Finding those willing to prepare for the fight will be easy, few are found of our new overlords" he said before Vlath turned to the last of the group "Basir, do what you can to help the others, find out what you can about the metal these ogres use and how it is made. Perhaps we can begin to forge it ourselves in time." Basir nodded.

After the leaders finalized their roles they silently departed to their own tents, flanked by their guards. When Vlath returned to his own tent, he returned to his meditation in hopes to develop his own powers or some kind of divine kindnes.


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Bloodfang- Seeking out warriors to begin preparing for an uprising
Silentpaw- Gathering information about Ogre troops in the area and their culture
Goldtooth- Aiding the other tribes with their work and attempting to gather information/learning to forge the Ogre metals
Shadowclaw- Vlath is meditating attempting to clear what he has been told by the God's and to develop his own power
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