old wolf

3Mind Power 3of 7 levels
No Homelandno alliance
Honor -578of 5,000

14 days in the realm since 14 July 2009 · started in The Original Story Mode

Record

Fights70 won · 80 lost
Active0% of days · 14 of 6,286
Adept ofredneck
Player ID160086

Play with old wolf as your mentor

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Character

Combat stats tap a row for its sources

5.73 initial = 5.73
The plain force your creatures strike with when you send them into a ritual.
Treasure from won fights, where it is the cheapest of the nine to raise. Worn weapons lend it, and some shop and reward items grant it.
Damage is your attack less the target's defence, and most abilities start their sum from it. Your total is shared out across the creatures in your ritual, so the same attack goes further in a ritual of two than in a ritual of six.
2.58 initial = 2.58
How much of a blow your creatures shrug off before it touches their vitality.
Treasure from won fights, at three and a half times the cost of attack. Worn armour lends it, and some shop and reward items grant it.
It is subtracted from nearly every incoming blow, so a defence above the enemy's attack leaves them doing the minimum of one damage. Like the rest, your total is shared out across the creatures in your ritual.
4.15 initial = 4.15
The strength behind everything your creatures do that is not a plain blow.
Treasure from won fights, the second cheapest of the nine to raise. Worn gear lends it, and some shop and reward items grant it.
Healing, protecting, stealing life, draining principles and poisoning all measure themselves against power and ignore attack entirely. Stealing life is capped at 20 percent of a creature, and an aimed hit at 25.
4.39 initial = 4.39
How early your creatures move when a round opens.
Treasure from won fights, at five times the cost of attack. Worn gear lends it, and some shop and reward items grant it.
The whole field acts in order of initiative, highest first, so it decides whether you land a killing blow before the other side answers or after.
3.59 initial = 3.59
How readily the realm's heat answers to you, in a fight and on the road.
Treasure from won fights, and one of the dearer of the nine. Worn gear lends it, and some shop and reward items grant it.
It is added to the heat you get for a fight you start, and a quarter of it is added to the heat of every step on your own land, or on any land while you belong to none.
0.39 initial = 0.39
The realm's willingness to tilt a moment your way, or against you.
Treasure from won fights, but only on about one win in eight, so it grows in jumps rather than steadily. Clickables in the lands hand it out, and worn gear lends it.
On roughly one scene in three, luck finds you Winertia; luck below zero loses it instead. In a fight, luck on either side can double an effect or cancel it outright.
3.41 initial = 3.41
How readily your vitality comes back to you.
Treasure from won fights, and by far the dearest of the nine to raise. Worn gear lends it, and some shop and reward items grant it.
It swells the vitality your house pays you on every refresh, by up to half again, with half of that reached at 2,000. After a fight, every creature you sent is brought back up to at least its regeneration as a percentage of its maximum vitality. Your regeneration is shared out among them like the other stats.
-0.68 initial = -0.68
Your nose for a price, and how hard you are to overcharge.
Treasure from won fights, at one of the higher costs of the nine. Worn gear lends it.
It takes up to 25 percent off a dwelling, a weapon and your house rent. The discount climbs fast at first and then flattens, reaching half its maximum at 750 and never quite the whole 25. It is the one of the nine the fight engine never reads.
2.23 initial = 2.23
How well you hold together while crossing land that is not yours.
Treasure from won fights, at one of the higher costs of the nine. Worn helms and shields lend it.
Stepping into another house's territory costs you vitality, and your energetic immunity cancels that percentage of the loss. At 100 the crossing costs nothing at all.

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Skills that only grow

nothing yet = 0.00
The weight of your own will, built by going where the realm pushes back.
Every scene you enter that costs action points. Going in above the viscosity minimum pays more than going in below it. The secured day streak pays as well.
Your share of a forge wish. There are five bands, from a tenth to a half.
80 initial = 80.00
How far your character can still be reshaped. It starts at 80 for everyone and is only ever spent.
Nothing raises it yet. Every card you take by converting permanent stats lowers it by one.
The price of your next card. At 80 a card costs 10 points; each point of plasticity you lose makes the next card dearer (59, then 69, then 81 ...), and each point above 80 makes it cheaper, down to a floor of one.

Leanings

No Leaning yet. Gathering and crafting grow them.

The Leanings are thirteen crafts that pull against each other: what a player practises grows, and what they neglect falls away.

Principles

Element Principle 9 · Darkness Principle 16 · Principle of Imagination 10

Realm

No Homeland

No alliance

Armoury

No set pieces worn.

Writings

MY STORY Comments on self

I am but an old werewolf seperated from my pack.I long to see them but instead I see myself in this new world.Where I am I do not kow nor do I care.I see much potention in this place and hope to make it my home. I might as well collect random stuff, since all things I have collected dissappeared except for a few.I am 500 werewolf years old.Despite how old I am,i havent changed much.I still lok like a young werewolf at peak mating potental.

werewolf_2.jpg picture by Gmaster131313 This is me when I was a young foolish pup you can say. People in my pack or tribe grow to large sizes.but hear i only stood a mere 8 feet at this age no cloth was needed, and even at older much older we normaly dont wear cloth of any kind except maby armor for battle

This is me when I was a full grown werewolf.I was head of my pack and reined with an iron fist but by no means cruel though.I stood 16 feet then.The lion cloth I wear is speicil,it litterly gave me that body and the savageness of many wolves.this cloth is very wearly found but I still wear it.When i was around 100 i went and explored the ruines near my camp.That is were i found this cloth.It is extreamly comfotable and moves like water,it can also nerver brake yet straches a lot.At 100 we dont normaly wear cloth but I decided to put it over my loin to see how it felt.It was the most comfotable thing i wore.And soon I changed.My muscles expanded,i grow taller and other parts that shall not be named grow to be quiet impressive for mating.I mean that part of me was extreaml large more so then most.Since then i nerer took it off prefering the new me.Latter on I found out this cloth grants power to topple any werewolf and extreamly savageness.It also extends my life.But sometimes it does come off specialy during mating couts.the story bout this go into detail in the hate papers

werew_d.jpg hi picture by Gmaster131313 this is almost how i looknow.the picture was ruined in a strom.but imagin this with the pic above.the cloak i wear is ment for old wolves like me.i moved up iin rank from a leader to an elder a very high honor in my seprate family since very few make it hear(most die befor this time from battles and such)anyways the cross i wear to hold up my cloak was a present from my mother and i hold it deer to me.i satnd around 17 feet hear growth slows as u get older.Anys that is who i am

this was what my tribe looked like.im the black one holding a pup

(non of this pictures i own)

secreat stash of things

vry ld wsky

vry lrg gms

Personal hate list

I hate none, but my anger is easy to spark, and does not fade easily.

My story is after the stuff I own

ABILITIES and what i cant do

Can change size but cant change forms

Can turn into lava and move earth, but no other elements

Can give or take strength

ITEMS COLLECTED

A strange lion cloth:this cloth is specail since when i die i will be absored into it.and the werewolf or werecreature that wears it over there lions will be granted the strenght and power of all who wore it befor them.

A sword: forged by a talented black smith with no name.Not used very often, even in battle

A cloak: a sign from my tribe that I am in the highest rank known as elders or wolvens

A cross from my mom I wear: she died a few years after I was born so now I keep it

A pouch containing Leapards Bain in a powder form

A pouch of crushed night shade

Vial of black mumba venum

Many diffrent kinds of gems and metals to build with

NOTE BEFOR STORY

Deity in my tribe is not a god,just a really powerful being,deitys cant make life or make the dead come back to life.they also cant creat entire and etc

THE RUINS

When I was about the age of 100 which is about 700 human years, I started to mature. By the age of 900 human years I was old enough and wise enough to go off on my own.So I spent the next 30 or so years exploring.On my last exploration I discovered an old if not anceint werewolf camp.This was the camp of a powerful werewolf tribe from long ago.The alpha ruled the camp for more then 2,000 werewolf years.There I sat thinking that was impossible.So I continued to explore and as I went on the details and mysteries grew.The walls told a terrible tale of how the Alpha absorbed the strongest werewolves from gladator battles in order to make himself stronger.The only reason they got out of this horrible place was because someone tricked the Alpha into giving up the power for more.Little did he know, it was a trap and he died from a ambush on him from other wolves.The wolves buried the power source and moved out of the camp.The ruins dont say were so I decide to look around and see what else was here.I found what it seems to be a cloth on the ground.It seemed to be moving somewhat and seems alive some how.I feel strangly attracted to it.So I go near to get a better look.It turn out to be a cloth after all.At that moment I thought how can a simple cloth be so life like.Could it hold some sort of power?I picked it up and examined it.It was very thick and seemed to move like water.A strange glow radated from it,it seemed to be a mix of darkness since the cloth was very dark and light sinced it glowed.As I held it,it began to cling to me as if wanting to be part of me.Since this place was abandon for a reason I put the cloth back on the floor.But I couldnt leave it so instead I stuck it in my pack.So I moved on deeper into the ruins.The cloth seemed to grow darker and glow brighter as I moved on.I came to an odd door almost circular.I tried to pry it open but found I could not.So there I camped for the day.There I exmained the cloth more closely.I moved it through my hands,it felt extreamly silky and soft, yet very,very thick.I also streched it but it did not brake, no matter how hard I pulled and clawed.And still it contued to amaze me.The cloth fell into the fire by accident but when I pulled it back out it wasnt burnt or anything.And there was still that strange atraction to it.Thats when i got the idea.Mnay of the local wolves hear wear cloth.So I'll find more of this cloth and make some armor.So I looked around for more but found none.At that point I thought this will have to do for now.I layed it right over my groin and that when things changed.Acttaly i nerver put it fully on.It jumped right onto my loin and stuck there.The cloth begin to shift over my groin clinging and grabbing at it.It's sized change to fit me perfectly.On top of that it was just so comfortable on my groin that i didnt even bother trying to tear it back off.Now the biggest change of all came,my body begain to pulsate and compules.I heard bones crack and new mucles form ontop of old.Soon I grow taller much taller.I went from 10 ft to 17 ft.And still it was not over.My arms expanded and grow as well as my legs and torso.The wiskers on my head turned tentacle like and they moved contently.All my sense became hightend.I heard every sound,saw every bug,smelled things miles away,even my taste was enhanced.Then my groin also grow to an equally large size.When everything stopped i exmanined my self.First touching my face the tentacle like wiskers wrapped around my fingers and it seemed to find every detail.I looked at the rest of my body and discovered it has become extreamly and unsaly muscular.I flexed my new mucles a few times and felt the power in them.But under closer looks i discovered my left arm now seemed to be made of earth as well as my tail.My tail was now long and siff like a reptile yet still in a way furry.As contued to exmain myself I kept thinking this was the power the Alpha had.Some of the secreat the cloth carried flowed into my mind and i couldnt help but feel fear.The power i now weild was dangrous and the cloth was in a way alive.It absorbes other creatures when they die or when the current creatures decides to absorbe another.But hey I liked this new body,so at that point i ripped off the door and took what was inside.Which was a cloak speicly made to go with this loin cloth.After that i left and travled home.The other wolves saw I could easily become ruler so made me it.I ruled fairly vowing not to be like the cruel ruler of the other camp.And my power contu to grow and change.When i got old i didnt look much diffrent then befor but they came to call me old wolf since i already ruled 2 generations of our tribe.Latter when i became wolven they called me wolf-deity becuase of my abilities and life.Though i have out lived my generation I am not lonly snce I still had my family.At least till the day of blood when i suddenly end up hear.So hear with only my loin cloth,cloak and a few items i start new life.

ME(soon to be updated to fit story i do not own this picture)

Creatures 9

Elemental IIlevel 3 · 2 held
Hollow Warriorlevel 2
Aramor Warriorlevel 2
Dark Archerlevel 3
Grasan Ilevel 1
Aramorlevel 1
Unholy Priestlevel 1
Egglevel 1

The most experienced kinds, of 9 creatures in all.

From the Adventure Log

Page 358 · The Inner Sun - Noo.

The substance drips off No One’s limbs in long strands which tear at his flesh. No One screams as his body oozes and is stripped to the very bone. He wheels around wildly, continuing to melt. Yet, he cannot run nor can feel or hear anything. He rolls his eyes to the sky, which has turned jet black, to avoid the sight of his naked bones. His screams echo only in his head.

This story involves real player characters and grows every few hours. Read the rest in the game: you could become part of it.

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