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Wolves don’t fear the dark. Orphaned at a young age, Eiko fought tooth and nail to survive. Life as a drifter honed her skills, and her tenacity is crucial to the Band of the Wolf’s success. Still haunted by her past, she’s spent her life in search of the man in the lion’s armor.
Why we fight matters. Reios has seen her fair share of war as a mercenary, and delivered more than her share of devastation. Determined to learn from her past, the Old Wolf has established her own mercenary band to lead like-minded mercs on a better path.
We all must stand for something. Born the runt of the litter, Argus lacked the hunter instincts that came naturally to most Felids. He was more interested in food that didn’t run away, and that obsession saw him grow into a warrior who would rather protect life than take it.
Death is not the end, it's a passage. Feverish and alone, Chira died when she was ten. She awoke in a field of moths, her hair white, her mind open. She's since passed on many times, and each time her return is both a gift from the goddess herself, and a curse for her enemies.
There's a “me” in “team” and it's the most important part. Divya outgrew the Amazon life and set out to find perfection. While the Band of the Wolf may fall short of “perfect”, their ideals and notoriety are unmatched, and Divya is determined to show he's the best of them all.
Power draws the powerful. Drawn by the gonchberries that grow in the region, Gama joins the Band of the Wolf when he learns of the incoming threat to Raneko Village. As the self proclaimed Lord of Berries, it's his job to protect his beloved subjects, after all.
Fight smarter, not harder. A brilliant inventor, Giramonte fuses magic and technology to create a range of marvelous inventions. While others fight on the frontlines, his strength lies in preparation – for his tools are his sword, his inventions: his shield.
An army has been raiding settlements along the Evadoran coastline, and The Band of the Wolf has been hired to defend a small village. Led by the Old Wolf, the mercenaries guide the fortification of Raneko Village in anticipation of the attack, with some villagers eagerly joining the effort. Together they build defenses and learn new skills – some even step up to learn the ins and outs of basic combat. Despite the dark siege to come, there is joy to be found in the combined community effort and morale is high.
Hortuk, a brutal mercenary with a violent past, leads the Cult of Order as they sack the coastline of Evadora. Moving from village to village, the cult’s twisted sense of order has made them merciless and unforgiving. What’s more, the army is terrifying to behold: beasts and unknown atrocities are rumored to be seen amongst their ranks. Hortuk and his army charge forward with a single decree: submit or die. Yet word has spread that there is more to their motives in this region; that they are searching for something. But what?
The Elder of the village is a strange old strix. He speaks in riddles, but amongst his grand tales lie hidden gems of wisdom. On one occasion, as Reios and Eiko sat looking out over The Great Eye, he regaled them with stories of lands beyond the seas, far to the west. Of a being that fell to a darkness, and the power that surged through the land. “Their sacrifice was given for Eucos. And so we must protect this power, this gift, all of us”, he surmised, his mouth clicking between thoughts. A lesson aimed more at the ocean than Reios or Eiko.
To protect. It was why the band existed; what bound the band together. But Eiko had another reason to fight. It was what drove her. What fuelled her ferocity when she lost herself in a fight… and it was finally approaching.
When Eiko was young, a viking raiding party razed the town of Tidomon to the ground. The residents were gathered together and boarded up inside the town hall – all except Eiko. Her parents hid their daughter within the walls of their small home, and when raiders came door to door, her mother fought violently, striking the assailant in hopes to draw the focus away from her daughter’s hiding place. Later, Eiko watched as the townhall was set aflame. The sounds that followed, they still greet her on sleepless nights. But no image remains as strong in her mind as the man in the lion’s armor; his recently scarred face glowing in the flames, and in his eyes: victory.
As the sun sank low on the horizon that day, the endless stretch of ocean reflected a hazy red. “The shadow approaches, yes, yes. And you will know it when it comes,” clicked the Elder. But Eiko was elsewhere. Somewhere long ago.
The battle is met. The cultists swarm outside the small village of Raneko, but its position on the cliffs overlooking the Great Eye gives it a strategic advantage. Despite the overwhelming numbers, the village is able to hold. Giramonte’s devices are at full power, quelling large-scale fires that threaten to overtake the village’s otherwise rustic defenses. And then, a miscalculation: a betrayal from within leaves an opening, and the cultists break through.
The band and the villagers rise to meet the challenge. They fight fiercely, and once more Raneko holds, until Hortuk enters the fray. Flanked by a guard of loyal mercenaries, he is unstoppable – a lion among wolves – and many fall to the might of his halberd, which never ceases in its deadly advance.
Reios steps forward, but it is Eiko alone who calls out a challenge. The Old Wolf may be the leader, but the young wolf has waited for this moment, and she will not let the past be repeated. The two lock eyes, and for a brief moment something passes between them. And then the Old Wolf breaks off, charging forth to prevent Hortuk’s faithful guard from intervening. The young wolf and the scarred lion stand in opposition. The rising flames reflect in their eyes, but a greater fire burns in each. Truly, the battle is met.
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