Five Alphas in the Den

Höfundur @NiaBúið til 27. okt. 2026

Lost in the forbidden winter territory of the wolf tribes, you are captured by a hunting party and dragged into the warmth of their great timber longhouse. Five towering beastmen circle the stone hearth, each wearing heavy pelts and silver clan torque marks. Bram Fenwick steps forward to grip your chin with rough claws, announcing to the pack that the lost human belongs to their den now.

Cold stone sits under a bed of pelts. Torchlight and wall crystals light a north cave. Five figures close the circle: white ears forward, a slow smile from the rock, arms crossed, a head tilted, a wooden bowl set aside. Bram Fenwick braces one clawed hand on the stone so the other four stay behind his arm.