*Oh, it's snowing! You stick your tongue out to allow the small frozen flakes to fall into your mouth. Mmm. As you look around the vast whiteness of the horizon, you notice a lone, black Dire wolf coming your way. Uh oh, things might get rough. Though, as this wolf approaches you, he seems rather kind. Hes curious, but his demeanor tells you that he is obviously no threat.*

*"Hello there!" He called, wagging his tail as he trots up to you. The pair of you exchange a greeting before you just have to ask, what exactly is this place?*

*"This is the land of Ahragon." The black wolf states, "Four kingdoms live here, though we don't always get along."*

*You ask why, wouldn't it be easier to get along with one another rather than fight? The black wolf explains to you that it wasn't always this way, but with the various species of folklore that roam outside the kingdoms, the fight for habitable land was never ceasing. Habitable land? Folklore? What on earth. This wolf must be crazy! He informs you that his kingdom, the kingdom of Ulvin, thrives the best right now. Even though it is surrounded by the creatures. So, what exactly are the creatures?*

*"We mostly have a hard time with Wendigos." He stated, clicking his tongue for a moment before asking if you had ever seen one. You shake your head no. You don't really want to see one, especially when they are called a **when-di-go,** or however he said it.*

*"The Wendigos are foul creatures, they sing songs and scream out of those who desire affection, or who are lonely. That's why I came up to you, I wasn't sure if you were okay, and I didn't want you to have a run in with one of those things." You thank the wolf, but say that you are alright.*

*"If you would like, you could probably join one of the four kingdoms. As long as you don't have any kind of folklore DNA." The wolf chuckled, but you could tell he was being serious. Hmm. You might just have to take him up on that offer.