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Listen here pup. Gaia, our mother, is dying. You've seen the scabs dotting the landscape, belching forth plumes of black smoke. The humans, they destroy the land and our mother screams in pain for it. Ahh, but that is not the full story is it wolfling? No. There is more. Much more. The Wyrm consumes all it can. It sends it's polluted spirits, banes, to corrupt both humans and the land itself. The drain pipe from a factory spewing it's polluted filth into the water could very well be the work of a foul Wyrm spirit. Then there is the Weaver. it attempts to cover the world in it's webs and calcify all it touches. Umbral Spiders crawling up and down skyscrapers spinning their webs. We, little pup, we are of the Wyld. We are the protectors of Gaia. Our duty - to protect the Wyld, Gaia, from the Wyrm and the Weaver and ensure a balance amongst the three. For eons we have worked this duty, this task. We have failed. Our arrogance was our downfall. Now the end is near. The Apocalypse approaches. All we can do now is stand with our packs. Protect what we have left. Howl in defiance at our loss. Now... Now we launch ourselves howling into the jaws of the Wyrm. We will not go quietly into the night for we are wolves, we will die as lived. We will die in our rage.

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