The Fangs-Divided

The Fangs-Divided
"You trespass on claimed ground, two-legg'ed thing. Hunted, you will be. Your bones to feed the pack."
Origin	Stone
Titles	The Fang'ed Watchdogs, The Divided-Yet-One, The Many-Headed-Dog, Kerberos.
Names	The Thrice-Split Hound
Aspects
Date of arrival	Long Before the Wall came down and the rise of humanity
Owner(s)	Topdjc

The Fangs-Divided is no one creature. It is a vast pack of Mansus-beasts, dominated by a single commanding consciousness. This consciousness is viciously territorial, and any who enter their hunting ground will find themselves fighting, or more likely fleeing, for their life. However the Fangs-Divided is also an excellent guard, and due to its nature has spent its time protecting many precious things. When the wall broke, they sought to devour all humans who dared pass through, proving yet another trial. Now, however, things are different. Members of the pack patrol the wall with the Boatman, and a great deal more prowl through the halls of the mystic library that surrounds the Well, not as librarians or custodians, but as guard dogs, to rip whatever mortals they find to pieces. Thankfully, the library is very large, and the chances of coming across one of the pack members is relatively slim. There is always need for caution, however, and at the Well itself, the greatest beast of the Fangs-Divided resides, with its three monstrous heads, and blood-matted fur.

Description

History

The Fangs-Divided presides over a faculty of life that has existed since the first beast came crawling out of the mud. Territorialism. Keeping one's home safe from intruders, and destroying those who seek to claim it for themselves. Though it had little need to protect anything before the wall came down, after its collapse, the Fangs-and-Spots found purpose. Specifically, a purpose in hating these two-legged mortals with a loathing that only the truly ancient could manage. Many members of its pack can be found prowling amongst the more precious locations behind the wall, not that anyone would ever want to come across one of these beasts. They are an avid participant in the war against humans, and have made frequent hunting trips to their city of glass and steel, but are always rebuffed.

Appearance

The pack is formed of many indescribable creatures, but far more are the describable ones. Wild dogs, hyenas, jackals, coyotes, are all just examples of some of the land animals that are part of the pack. When flight is needed, there is an extraordinary number of geese in the pack, and a host of sandbar sharks allow them dominion in the less dry areas of their home. As for land animals, there is strangely enough never anything that could not be called canine. While many cats are often territorial one would never find them as part of the Fangs-and-Spots. While in-Triumph, the Fangs-Divided becomes The Fangs-and-Lights-in-Triumph, the Fang'ed Eyes, the Divided-Yet-Bright. The Divided-Yet-Bright takes the form of domesticated dogs, and a great Basset Hound wears the crown itself.

Principles

The Fangs-Divided presides over maliciously protective forces. Things that are guarded jealously, and snap at those who come too close.

Worship

Cult

Very few mortals worship the Wild Gods, and those who do are often seen as mad or insane. The rare humans that worship the Fangs-and-Spots call themselves The Pack Divided. They live in ways very similar to the human stereotype of 'preppers.' With the exception of each others company, extremely solitary, stockpiling weapons and supplies. They forsake mortal custom and take what they want or need by force, and will protect their home with their lives.

Mark

1. Temptation: Solitude: These humans are pathetically complex, with their treachery and backstabbing. I am loathe to call myself one of them.
2. Dedication: Territory: I have heard of some who shed themselves of mortal shackles, and ascended under the great hunt. What an excellent opportunity to shed my humanity.
3. Ascension: The Pack: I never leave my house during the day. The people walk the roads then, and I cannot bear to see their disgusting forms.
4. Ascension: The Pack: I have begun to stockpile food and weapons. I can go days without leaving this place. My home. My territory.
5. Ascension: The Pack: I have stopped trying to wall on two feet. My bones are misshapen, by human standards, and my clothes have been shed in favour of a thick fur.
6. Ascension: The Pack: I have a pack of lowly dogs that I have beaten into submission. They would follow me to their deaths, and they will follow me unto my ascension.
7. Ending: I ascended into the dream-world, leaving my old body behind. My new form was a canine of some sort, and I ran rampant through the metal city of the lowly humans. They eventually drove me out, but I went beyond the wall, searching for my new pack. And when I found them, we ran through the Wood in celebration, hunting whatever came across our path. We will never die, for we are many.

The Wolf Touched

Those touched by the power of The Fangs-Divided are known as the Wolf Touched. Most of the time, they appear as completely ordinary humans, but when their passions rise, physical changes overcome them. Fur quickly grows to encompass their body, and their face elongates into a snout. It's possible that this transformation is what lead to the belief of werewolves amongst humanity, as the Wolf Touched also lose much of their restraint after transforming, and acquire increased strength and speed fitting of a beast.

Names

The Thrice-Split Hound

The Thrice-Split Hound

'We have pulled the great beast away from its work, and bound it with shackles that separate it from its precious pack. Its growl seems to shake the very sky. We'd best not keep it trapped for long.'

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12

12

Summon the Great Beast that Guards the Well

This is a dangerous rite indeed. If we do not carefully bind the beast with as much heart-aspect as we can manage, it will surely break free, and devour us all.

The ground shakes, hearts pound in their chest, breathing quickens. The vast beast steps into our world, muzzle dripping with blood. This was almost definitely a mistake, but it appears to be bound to our will. For now.

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Locations

The Mansus

The Hunting Grounds

These are the claimed grounds of the Fangs-Divided. To enter them is to forfeit your life. You will be hounded by the full might of the near-infinite pack and if you do not flee, very, very far away. You will certainly be slain. But, walk just outside the edge of the grounds, and you will see the eyes watching you, and the growl warning you. This is the best place to communicate with the Fangs-and-Spots. Where it is unlikely to hunt you, for you provide no challenge, and have not yet trespassed.

The Histories

When the Wall was first opened, the Fangs-and-Spots were among the first to come through the hole, and assist in destroying the human dream-settlement.

Items

Tools

• A Fang From Three Heads
  • Description: This fang is the size of a sword. Whatever beast it came from must be fearsome indeed. It seems to shift between three ever so slightly different shapes.
  • Aspects: 12

Ingredients

• The Beak of a Vicious Bird.
  • Description: This small skull appears to be the beak of a goose. The teeth seem more pronounced...
  • Aspects: 4

Influences

• A Deep Growl
  • Description: The air is shaking with rage stronger than a mortal should be capable of. I feel that I could tear the sky asunder.
  • Aspect: 15

Relationships

• The Boatman: The Fangs-and-Spots is acquainted with the Boatman, and, though it would never say this, enjoys chatting with them when they patrol the Wall. The Fangs-and-Spots maintains a facade of hatred, however, or at the very least, disdain. For he does hate all humankind, and the Hours made from them.
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