white forest

[Lirriel]

White forest

OVERVIEW

Empty. Desolate. Abandoned. This is how best to describe the White Forest in its most recent days. With the coming of Rubedo, however, the forest has once more begun to awaken. No longer is it haunted by long ago ghosts. Now a god prowls amongst its trees.

Believing himself to be the fallen Flametongue, god of warmth and wrath and the biting hatred that sits sourly in a wolf's belly, he judges that only worship and sacrifice will once more propel him into the depths of Heaven, once more amongst the stars.

Members

Rubedo Ranunculus Flametongue. Played by Lirriel Name Name Rank. Played by @name Name Name Rank. Played by @name

Dionysus Avonarte Flametongue's Heart. Played by Ray Name Name Rank. Played by @name Name Name Rank. Played by @name

Special Events

Rubedo has formed the WHITE FOREST PACK.
Blank Blank has been made Right Eye.
Blank Blank has been made Fang.
Blank Blank has been made Prisoner.

Terms List

Flametongue - The god himself. Only ever assumed by Rubedo. 
Heart - Rubedo's most beloved. 
Eyes - special position, directly below Flametongue. They are clever and act freely.
Fangs - those who spill blood, in sacrifice, in honor. Hunters and warriors alike, they answer to the Eyes, the Heart, or Flametongue himself.
Members - those undeserving of special privileges. Last to feast, first to die. Often those who are untrusted.
Prisoners - make them bleed.

[Lirriel]

Located below is further information about the White Forest pack. This information is not required reading and only exists to further flesh out the pack as well as explain how it fits together. It is not a traditional pack, and members are more likely to be former loners.

white forest

lore

Whatever traditions and stories of the old pack that once occupied White Forest have been blown away by the relentless wind. This suits Rubedo's needs perfectly, as it allows him to spin into place the words of the world has they have been delivered to him.

Once upon a time when the world was endless ocean and the Sea Mother ruled all, she came to give birth to twin pups. They were troublesome god children, and their mischievous wickedness led to her naming them Flametongue and Winterfang. Though originally the world had passed between two seasons peacefully, with the pair introduced, it now came to behold four. Winterfang brought forth a time of cold, freezing the Sea Mother's smaller rivers and then her lakes and finally lapping at her salty banks with permafrost breath. And from Flametongue sprang the time of summer, searing heat that drained her plentiful waters and sunk her banks low until she was forced to fully withdraw to the ocean. Free to frolic upon the land of Somerset without their mother's watchful eye, the two drew many worshippers. Flametongue encouraged battle amongst his mortal brethren, delighting in the splash of blood that spilled as they dueled and proved their superiority against one another. And the wolves loved Flametongue, for in the deep of winter his gentle sunlight brightened even the most dreary of days, and his followers came to call it his Bright Eye.

It is said that Winterfang grew jealous of his beloved brother, for wolves ran from his frigid side, and none looked forward to his winter days. And so, it is said, he concocted a plan. Feigning distress, he came to the resting Flametongue one chilled day, when the fiery one's warmth was shrunk to the smallest of flames and the heat huddled deep in his coat. He spun a tale of their Sea Mother in distress, and Flametongue followed the white godling to a frozen river, desperate to save their mother from a danger Winterfang had not revealed. As he stepped upon the frozen river it began to crack, and the water beneath splashed hungrily over Flametongue, desperate for sustenance after a long, still winter.

"Traitor!" the red wolf yelped to his brother, as Winterfang watched. Flametongue fell into the water, and even as his head dipped beneath, the ice quickly regrew back over him. Desperate, he clawed at the ice, then bit at it with fangs of fire. The ice held true though, thickened and piled with snow as Winterfang stood above him. And so Flametongue died, cast out of his immortal body and into the flesh-and-blood of one of his mortal followers. He came to know this other self as Rubedo, but it was a false self, a mask created to hide him from his immortal brother. But Winterfang has not been seen walking the land for many centuries, and Rubedo now believes it is finally time for him to ascend and once more adorn the mantle of Flametongue. Those who assist him in doing so will be richly rewarded.

And he will finally have revenge against his kin.

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