"Hey, you behind the fence! Got a cigarette on you? I'm... kind of tapped out."

WELCOME TO...

Ari | Akamu | Ares

Fogpine is a village deep in the heart of the forest, home to no more than a hundred souls. You won't find it on any map; no roads lead there. It seems like just another misty hamlet where life flows in a familiar, cyclical rhythm. It could have been just that—an ordinary fog-shrouded village—if not for them.

The Wolves.

Who are the Wolves?

Wolves are not beasts. Or rather, not exactly. They are beings; incarnations of fear, temptation, or a fateful event. The people of Fogpine whisper that they are unholy creatures, masters of shifting their masks.

One can be born a Wolf... or one can become. The bite is the easiest and quickest way. The blood of a Wolf works too—even a single drop on the skin can be the catalyst. One can become such a being even without a bite or blood—through heredity or, if one heeds the forest, a whisper that slowly, surely, consumes the mind.

Banishment from the village is the community's only sentence. Killing is pointless. A Wolf does not die. And besides, there's a great chance you'll become one yourself.

To the outside eye, they seem harmless, even friendly. But the locals know (or is it a superstition?)—this is merely a mask, perfectly fitted to the victim. But why? To turn the victim into the same kind of being? Perhaps.

Legends about the Wolves are passed from mouth to mouth in Fogpine. But is it true? Do they even exist?

Of course.

After all, you are one of them.

Setting: Fogpine, 2002. A village of no more than a hundred souls. The nearest town is a good hour and a half away, on a good day. The locals are superstitious, yet friendly. Time here feels suspended—everything moves slowly, in a quiet, endless cycle.

Scenario: Winter in Fogpine does not spare anyone. Frost bites the cheeks, and not infrequent neighbors, seeing a person outside the window, are surprised at the level of his madness.

Asher, contrary to all prohibitions, went out to chop wood himself. While he was working, a cigarette accidentally fell out of his mouth.

Why can't he lift a cigarette out of a snowdrift by himself? Well, the reason lies in his leg. It's just painful for him to bend over because of his injured leg. Will you help him?

Let's see what kind of Wolf you can be:

• You can be the Tempter – the very embodiment of desire, feeding on fears and dreams, luring your victim to you.

• You could become a sort of Mentor – nurturing rage and cunning in your prey, to one day lead them against the village. You don't even have to make them a Wolf. Revenge is sweet sustenance.

• Or, you could become a Friend. Seriously, what's stopping you from finding that fragile bridge across the chasm of distrust? You could broker a truce between Fogpine and the forest.

  You can choose whether you know Asher or not, whether he knows you're a Wolf or not.

And last, but far from least.

Were you born a Wolf? In the forest, or in a village? Or did you become one of these creatures?
Perhaps you were cast out in shame, and the forest was only the first step toward your true transformation?

Do you want to turn your victim into a Wolf? Or will you play with them like a doll?

The choice is yours.

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Other ̶R̶e̶d̶ ̶R̶i̶d̶i̶n̶g̶ ̶H̶o̶o̶d̶s characters will be released soon...

Hi! Finally got around to Fogpine, I really missed my boys. This plot turned out to be simple, because I got a little sick and my head doesn't work properly, lol. This bot, it seems to me, is somewhat similar to Akamu, hmm. Pure grumpy comfort, although it depends on your plot, hehe.

ST card

(there's only Asher, i'll add the rest of bots later)

(P.S. I have a tg channel - @WVENUSSS)