There was a young child it thorns. A prodigy of the magical arts, as much as any human can be of coarse. The child at fifteen gave its left arm for sorcery. In half a year thought the child thought it had what it took to go the next step. Sacrificing his Right arm to the magic, asking to much of his own form, the child's magic went wrong. He didn't give up, even as all the signs pointed to failer, death, something perhaps far worse. Six, twelve, twenty seconds past as he tried to shap the sorcery. Its exploded, unable to contain the spell. Though he survived, if barely.  He would have been undone by it though as every other mortal would have if they attempted Celestial Circle Sorcery, but something saved him. Luna gave the child her gift, for the simple fact he got as far as he did, survived as long as he did and didn't give up. Rising from the poverty of his family, to crawling up the ladder learning as much as it could. Earing into the sorcery school fighting tooth and nail to get the scollorship to join. Then finaly trying to do the imposible. Living though in failer, living alone was a marical.

The child was still a bit broken. Though the child survived the spell casting, it was not without its scars. Mind and body almost ruined, most mistook the wreched lunar as a body the fairfolk and drained,  even with the exalted healing all the could do was crawl out into the wyld avoiding all the angry villagers, and hunts it could. It hunger grew the deeper it went into the wyld, the more it shifted the more the hunger grew till one day …

(work in progess)

Box Town Project: (Thousand Rivers Project):

*A Boundery Making Meditation is in effect in a 4 mile radius of the town center

*On the outside ring is a Greater Ward Against (Humans) [4 successes on the roll]

*Currently 30 female Snow Leopords, 60 young Snow leapard beastmen

*Orduin has agreed to build a Manse on the level four Wood Demesne in the center of town

Minions:

*Molted Feather (Henchmen)

*Meiko (Familar)

*Maoko (Familar)

Manse:

The Silver Pact: