The Everglades are cut off from the packlands of Sarnes by a large river. Here in the thick mist the bog is thick and greedy, ready to swallow up any slow-witted varg who is foolish enough to allow themselves to get caught in their clutches.
The Everglades are isolated wastelands that only one varg has been foolish enough to call their home, and any varg wandering through her lands would be wise to vacate them as quickly as possible. For inbetween the mud and mist a wolf with a fragmented mind patrols. She will never stop till Death finally grabs her in its final cold clutches, and this mad varg will stop at nothing once she is aware of your presense.
Ceaselessly she hunts for trespassers in her realm, there is only one delicacy she hungers for, that is the flesh of her own kind, whom she despises above all else. She worships no God, not Tor, Fenris, or Wolfbane, she'll find any way possible to get what she wants and to spill the blood that runs through your veins.
if you make a new thread in the Everglades please PM either this account, or Fenris, because i dont always check this account for IMs. This is just because i don't always check this board for new threads and i dont have any character in Sarnes so i dont have any reasons to continually come into the Sarnes board. and Serg is proving not a very good messenger, it seems he doesnt glance much at the Everglades neither.