The Lightwalkers

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The Lightwalkers are a group of wolves who worship a winged werewolf by the name of Lord Azrael, and his brother the Shadewalker in a land called Efrafra. They believe in story-telling, discovery, and spirits that reside within everything. They prefer to keep to themselves, but will interact with others on occasion. You’ll find that these wolves keep many secrets as well, so feel free to look around and see what you can find. But be careful, for not all are open towards strangers.

They currently live in the time period of 520 PD [Post Descent of Azrael and the Shadewalker upon Efrafra]

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Recovered Scripts

10 PD [Post Descent]

Hail Lord Azrael! For he has come from the heavens to paint the world of Efrafra with his children. Taming the unruly wilds, Lord Azrael gave rise to the wolves to rule in his stead. The Archwolves, his chosen warriors, may they listen to his grand words and lead the packs in accordance to his will. - Archwolf Sycamore

350 PD [Post Descent]

Lord Azrael, where have thou gone? Your words no longer grace our ears, our pelts not knowing your sacred light. Alas! We await your return, the lands of Efrafra shall flourish still in your absence, great king of radiance. - Archwolf Fog of Lakes

410 PD [Post Descent]

Whispers caught upon the wind, bending mind and thought. Seeking to plant the seed of anarchy in the minds of the Lightwalkers, tarnishing the name of The Shadewalker. Preaching dangers of lost gods, hath thy never heard of the great Lord Azrael? - The First Skyspeaker

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The Omen of the North Winds

[as interpreted by the First Skyspeaker]

Beware, for the Shadewalker brings with him dark intentions. Beware, for the Shadewalker hovers within a cloud of death. Beware, for the Shadewalker seeks to defy all that is known.

The Omen of Trepidation 

[as interpreted by Whispering Ice]

Mourn the wolves who blindly seek the mirage of stardom. Fear the husks that they shall become. The oblivion must be sealed before the vessels are found.