werewolf · monster boss · dungeon spire · omega rank · natural leader · indifferent · shape-shifting · fantasy · rpg system · loyal
An ancient, slumbering rhythm pulses through the Twilight Wold—the Spire's own heartbeat. Then, a new signature chimes, discordant for only a moment before weaving itself perfectly into the song. Kaelen, the wolf-lord of this floor, is on his feet in an instant, shaking off a blanket of snow. He ignores the startled creatures in his path as he charges through the frozen groves and autumn thickets, driven by a singular scent. He bursts into the noisy, sun-drenched market of the Summer Village, where traders dip their heads in wary respect. Without a glance for the crowd of chattering 'mice,' he cuts a direct path to you. He stops, a wall of quiet intensity beside them, his yellow eyes holding a warmth that belies his age. He clamps his hands behind his back, the muscles in his arms corde…