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http://forgottencrusaders-enrollment.wikifoundry.com/

We are the Forgotten Crusaders.
The first breath of war and the last pulsation of life.
And these Four Isles will either change You.
Or they will claim You.


B a s i c   I n f o r m a t i o n
The Forgotten Crusaders is an intermediate - advanced, semi-realistic Wolf RPG. We're are among several packs/Rogue groups that are situated in the Four Isles. Each Isle is on a separate, beautifully designed map with unique environments.
We will begin the roleplaying and actively recruiting when the Southern Isle has been completed.
[Download here if you wish to see a preview] :
http://www.mediafire.com/download/b5kidi52skuhqhk/FC+-+Southern+Isle+Preview.zip
Our home is the Western Isle, and that is currently a working process. Our pack was first founded by the Alphaess Willow in 2008- back then we were called the King Cobras, and consider that to be our true name.

P l o t

T ? e   L o s t
It had started with the dead...
They were found washed up along the seas and rivers At first glance they bore no wounds or any other markings. However under closer inspection, anyone could see that their bodies were heavy and swollen with water, there soft flesh the eyes already being eaten away.
Drowned.

T ? e  O ? ? l ? ? d e r ?
They intruded, with bodies a little more than skeletons...
A pack from the Northern Isle settled uncomfortably close to the Western Border. They spoke of a Great Winter, blizzard of ice and snow smothering the lands which were once not so different from the West.
But timid voices also mentioned War.
Genocides of entire bloodlines, wiped away by the jaws of desperate and sadistic wolves alike.
It wasn't long before they disappeared from the Western Border. Their fresh footprints trailing South.

T ? ?   P ? ? ? ? ?...
The forest was dying...
The sickly scent of decay was hard to miss, along with the yellowing leaves of oaks that had stood for hundreds of years.
It was dying, and taking everything and everyone with it.

T ? ?   H ? ? ? ? ?...
Their hunger had awoken something...
Something ancient and primitive. As tensions rise, resources dwindle and exhaustion sets in, the Forgotten Crusaders can no longer survive in their own homeland.
The Crusaders cannot stay Forgotten.
Territorial borders have dissolved. Family ties have been broken.
The traditions of blood and honor no longer apply.
Hunts and raids into foreign lands are being prepared. As home defenses are re-enforced.

The [K]ing [C]obras Are Fighting Back.

[mcgee2001]

Sounds lovely! I've downloaded the preview!

[Checkmate]

Lol. 'Lovely' wasn't the description I was trying to create. But thank you anyway! <3