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The
Black Wolves
My Name is Lady Angelleke
I'm a human ranger with sisters of 1/2 elven and Darkelven step sister's we all share the same comman history enemy the Vaalor Elf.
If you ever read the history of Humans and the Faendryl ( Darkelf ) Y ou would know of the Vaalor Elves trickery,selfishness of power to rule the High Council seat taken by the Faendryl elves,If not for the Faendry Elves and the spell Implode,all would have been lost to Despana and her undead,But instead of being called hero's they were casted out in to the wastelands were they lived underground,mutating into what the elves dubbed The Dark elf .
The torment the Vaalor elves put the humans threw, cruelty and slavery.Taking what things they wanted from humans if not their very self, until a band of the more famous human freedom figheters arised they where called The Black Wolves,They took back food and wealth and helped other humans from the Vaalor elves clutches,picking food and silvers from under the Vaalor elves noses.Hardy laughs and joke sprung up about the Vaalor elves and the Black Wolves cleverness. Untill the Vaalor turned red with anger and couldnt take anymore ridicule. The second to inherite the throne used the hate for Black Wolves to not only gain next in line to grab the throne but used their own little Vaalor prince knowing he'd get killed to bring the whole army of Vaalor elves down on the Black Wolves and so killing two birds with one stone.
The BlackWolves and what they stand for Freedom
Even today Holds strong, That all races stand equal.
Uncover the truth,see threw the dust of time.
Story By Angelleke
You see
Angelleke Shylodavon the Human Huntmistress
She appears to be in her 100's, has very long light brown hair, hazel eyes, and fair skin.
She has a poison ivy tattoo on her ankle, and a pouncing kitten tattoo on her neck and a
stalking black wolf tattoo on her shoulder
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By Professor Ceranis Aesira, Professor of Lore
The following is an excerpt from a Chronicle I am at work on. It details the known history of the most noteworthy human resistance group in the Second Age, the Black Wolves. I give thanks to the Lords Mouse Sneakyfeets, Merlock Hamburgian, and Silvean Rashere for their aid in compiling this information.
…and it is said that the Vaalor treated humans as waste during
the Second Age, even more so than all other Elves. During the rule of one Vaalor
Patriarch by name Korthyr IV, it came to pass that a human resistance group appeared, one
to outmatch all its predecessors. It is said that the leader of this group was a human by
the name of Aramur Forean. It is also said that he was assisted by a human by the name of
Fenog.
The resistance named themselves The Black Wolves, and archeological excursions show that they took up hiding in the sea caverns off Darkstone Bay. Their device was an open-mouthed sable wolf upon a field of red. Their refuge they called the Wolves Den, and they protected it with standard fortifications of the time: military innovations such as sliding barricades, narrow halls with arrow slits, and a well-constructed subterranean version of a barbican. It is interesting to note here that the barricades and other defenses were never used, and they kept more in than they did out.
Aramur Forean, the human wizard, was taught by the scholars of Ta’Illistim. It is not known how he received such instruction in a time of such racial discord, but his journals show this to be true. He started interested only in knowledge, but after witnessing a beating of a human in his travels with his teachers, his interests leant towards politics. Aramur led the Wolves on sortie after sortie, and the end result was a withdrawal of the Vaalor forces from the northern Vornavian coast, the very same that now supports the outpost of Wehnimer’s Landing.
Not content with their success, the Wolves set their sights higher. Aramur’s journals show a gradual heightening of expectations, leading up to their swan song. It is said in some records that agents of House Nalfein contacted the Black Wolves, wishing to sow strife in other houses. There is another theory to the source of this contact which scholars debate. It is said by some that the elf second in succession to the throne contacted the Wolves and gave them the false information. This heir presumptive or the agent of House Nalfein allegedly gave the time and place of the carriage of the Vaalorian Patriarch to the Wolves. The Wolves planned an ambush upon the carriage, only to discover too late that the personage inside the carriage was the son of the Patriarch, the first in succession to the throne of Ta’Vaalor. Aramur entered the carriage to find the child wounded by a black arrow, and it was then that the assassination attempt dissolved around them. The Wolves, demoralized, were chased back to their hideout by the Patriarch himself. The Wolves returned to their well-hidden refuge, but the caves were completely surrounded by the armies of the Vaalor, who, at the time, were second to none.
The food inside the Den gradually decreased until it finally whittled away into nothing. It is prudent at this point to discuss the structure of the life of the Black Wolves. Because they were a committed force, it was not only the men that lived together, but the women and children as well. They were a religious people, having an altar to the Arkati Kai and Lorminstra.
The Vaalor Heir was brought to the infirmirary, but nothing could be done. To this day, his skeleton lies atop one of the beds in the long-abandoned room. It has been proven through divination and deduction that the Black Wolves resorted to cannibalism. There are teethmarks on a few of the human skeletons, yet no bestial skeleton was ever uncovered. However, most of the Wolves, such as Aramur himself, chose suicide over such a path. The remains of one mass suicide attempt can still be seen in the Den.
It is said that some of the Wolves may have escaped. In Wehnimer’s Landing today there are men and women who claim to be the descendants of the Wolves. Certainly it is true that there were said to be far more Wolves than there are skeletons currently.
As is the case with any powerful emotion, sin, or curse at the time of death, the Wolves were bound to the Unlife and to the Den, and with them their thoughts and voices. To walk the Wolves Den now is to hear long-dead voices cry out and to see in the mind’s eye the horror that was their final days…
Bringing you home
