When the blood pours down the streets.
And the cries sound across the night.
Guide me and my companions.
My brothers and sisters in life and death.
To the glory taken from us.
Help us exact revenge upon our enemies.
Help us make them kneel before us.
Help us tear their hearts from their bodies.
I pray to you, Zynfar.
Maker of the wolves, Master of the Alikar.
To destroy the world before us.
And rebuild it in our shape.
And keep those who have fallen.
Safe within you're hands.
In the hunting grounds of Transvum.
Nalak gor tak malong.
(Battle prayer of the Alikar)
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Noctis Lupus
FantasyDeep in the Siberian woods, there is said to be an ancient ritual that will make the faithful and rightful person one with their inner wolf. But at the price of pledging their allegiance to the wolf and to the destruction of the human race. A small...
