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Attack on Rhalgr’s Reach (FFXIV Story)

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Flames bellowed forth from Rhalgr’s Reach, hidden base of the Ala Mhigan Resistence. Said flames lit up the night sky like a beacon, a portent of the horror within. The Warriors of Light charged forward, concerned about the possible bloodshed. Even if they didn’t know the state of the battle, a surprise attack no doubt lead to heavy bloodshed on the side of the Resistance. And yet, no sooner had they arrived did a few Resistance survivors appear, falling in exhaustion with Garlean soldiers close behind. Despite the survivors clearly being unable to fight, the Garleans continued their assault.

“Alright, everyone.” S’bera spoke, his voice taking a commanding tone towards his fellow Warriors of Light. “Protect the Resistance members!” The others nodded in agreement, eyes steeled as the drew their weapons, S’bera doing the same; S’bera with his spear in hand, Omutu with his sword and shield, Ishita holding her rapier, and U’tala drawing her globe. Frances, however, was engulfed in a blue light for a split-second, swapping her bow for a pair of claws.

“No, please! I beg of you!” The Ala Mhigan soldier looked at his assailant in horror as the Imperial Centurion raised his sword. “Know your place, savages!” He called before bringing it down. The Ala Mhigan closed his eyes, bracing himself for the blade and cold hands of death. But rather, he heard the sound of blade meeting shield. He looked up and saw a small Lalafell clad in Paladin’s armor. With a swing of his shield, Omutu deflected the blade, following up with a decisive strike, felling his opponent.

“Quickly, flee to Castrum Oriens!” Omutu spoke. “My friends and I shall stay and save as many as we can.” The Resistence member quickly scrambled to his feet and making his way towards the entrance, only making an exhausted “thank you” before leaving.

“Omutu!” Ishita called out, her hands full with another Garlean. “Help Tala.” The Lalafell turned his gaze towards U’tala, noticing an Imperial Signifer was preparing an magitek spell while the Miqo’te was busy healing. He gave a nod, charging towards the enemy mage before slamming his shield against the Garlean’s torso, distracting him for a brief moment. Before the mage could recover, claws slashed across the Signifer‘s body, blood coming from the wound as the soldier fell, dead.

“Impressive work, Lady Frances.” Omutu said to the Viera as she swiped her claws against the air, removing most of the blood from the blades. She looked down at her friend, giving a single nod, her expression as calm as ever. At the same time, the other two soldiers cried out, S’bera and Ishita landing the killing blows on their opponents and allowing the other Ala Mhigans to escape.

Frances sniffed the air, following with a visible grimace. “Tch... The smell of blood is strong. This wasn’t just a battle; but a massacre. And the people had already surrendered, too...” Her ears swiveled from side-to-side, as did the two Miqo’te. The area was drowned in the sounds of fires burning, steel and metal clashing, and the screams of the injured or dying. “I can also hear a woman’s voice. I assume this one is a commander of sorts.”

“So, what shall be out plan of action, Ishi?” S’bera’s gaze turned towards the small Au Ra, trying his best to ignore the sounds for the time being.

“We must find Lyse and Y’shtola and attempt to find Conrad and Meffrid. We’ll save as many people as we can while at the same time drawing Garlean forces towards us. That should allow any survivors to escape or raise morale of those who wish to stay and fight.”

“Alright, friends.” S’bera spoke up again. “We’ll travel north-west and save any allies we see. Remember; this is a rescue mission first and foremost. If a Garlean is retreating, do not chase them; our focus is to remain in Rhalgr’s Reach.” The others gave a nod, affirming not only their leader’s words, but Ishita’s as well.

The group ran forward and it didn’t take long for them to run into a pair of Magitek Predators opening fire on Resistance members who had already surrendered. “Frances, Ishi, take out the pilots!” The Viera swapped her job once again, swapping her claws out for her bow and arrow, taking careful aim at the Magitek pilot. She let loose a single arrow, letting it fly true and strike the pilot directly in their head, the soldier falling forward in his seat.

Ishita closed her eyes, calmly exhaling as her aether focused within her rapier. “Verthunder II!” She stopped for a moment, placing the focus upon her rapier as lightning shot out and towards the other Predator. A combination of electrical magic and an overload of magical energy caused the core to explode, completely destroying the mount and its pilot.

The group continued forward, intercepting more Garlean soldiers, but in the midst of battle, wolf-like beings arrived, fighting on the side of the Garleans. Once the battle had concluded, Ishita could help but take notice. “What could Lupin be doing here? And so far from Othard as well...” She nearly got lost within her own thoughts until she hear U’tala call her to her, snapping her back to attention before moving forward

Amongst the combat, a single woman effortlessly cut down the Ala Mhigan soldiers that charged her way, her blade dripping with their blood as the explosion caught her attention. “The hells?” She turned her head towards the sound, noticing the party of five running towards her. “It would seem the rescue party has arrived.” She swung her blade, getting rid of the access blood before turning to her new opponents. “Shame you’ll die like the rest.

“That voice...” Frances spoke up, already holding an arrow, ready to fire when combat starts. “It was her voice I heard before. She must be the commander.”

“You’ve got that right, my dear Spriggan. I am Fordola rem Lupis.” She pointed her blade towards the party as they came to a stop before her. “I am the commander of the Imperial Army within Ala Mhigo and of the Crani Lupis.” Getting a better loo, the party instantly remembered her, they remember seeing her men brutally beat Wercrata because he was late with the tribute.

Omutu stepped forward, his blade pointed up at Fordola as he glare met her eyes. “I am Omutu Rasumutu, son of Ala Mhigo! How could you come to serve the Empire; to serve those who wouldn’t even consider non-Garleans worthy enough to lick their boots, the ones who treat our people worse than garbage?”

Those words... They very clearly struck a nerve with Fordola, especially when he used the words “our people”. Rage flared in her eyes as she clenched her teeth hard enough that one would swear her gums would start bleeding. “How dare you lump me in with garbage like you! You want to know why I would ally with Garlemald? Die with that question on your lips!”

“Keep the other Garlean solders busy.” Omutu said, his tone becoming eerily calm. “I shall deal with this one myself.” Even though his tone was level, it didn’t take much to notice there was a rage bubbling inside him. He could understand not having he strength to fight back, but to actively betray kin and country was something he could not accept! He charged forward his blade meeting with Fordola’s.

“Not bad, little man. I did not expect one so small to have such strength.” Fordola grinned, almost as if she saw the Lalafell before her as a toy to play with. The two pushed pushed back, putting a little bit of space between them for their battle to properly start. They exchanged sword strikes, either countering with their own blade or blocking with their shield. Suddenly, Omutu could see an area around Fordola begin to glow. He knew what this meant, causing the Lalafell to step out of the range. As soon as he did so, Fordola thrust her sword downward as light seemed to erupt from the ground around her.

Once the light faded, Omutu continued his assault striking her with his shield. While she was stunned, he swung his blade in a circular area around him, quickly following up with a forward thrust towards the woman before she was able to recover. She gritted her teeth, increasing the ferocity of her attacks. He did his best to parry or block, but a few of her attacks made it through his defenses, slashing at his chest. Even though he wore armor, he could still feel the blade against his form. just then, he could see an area in front of Fordola glow. He responded by moving to the side just as she stabbed forward, countering with a strong slash towards her side.

“Gah!” Suddenly, Fordola swung her shield to the side, catching Omutu off-guard and hitting him in the face, returning the favor from before. Another circular area began to glow around her, one slightly smaller than the first one. But the stunned Lalafell was unable to get around of the way before Fordola swung her blade in a circular area around her.

Omutu fell back, taking the full force of the blow before recovering. He steeled his resolve, increasing his defenses against Fordola’s continued onslaught as he slammed his blade into the ground, light bursting from the ground and hitting Fordola. He immediately followed up by swinging his blade around him before bringing it upward against her.

“Y-You...! What in the seven hells are you?!” Fordola called out, hunched forward as she looked at her smaller opponent in disbelief. “Tch... Fall back, men!” Her allies turned their attention from the Warriors of Light towards their commander, immediately retreating as the Warriors of Light watched them run. Sticking to the plan, they won’t give chase.

Omutu gave an exhale, having his work cut out for him. Whenever injuries he took vanished as he heard U’tala calmly say “Benefic”, the stars healing his wounds. “Come along. We still have work to do.” Omutu said, looking up at his taller allies before the group ran forward.

It didn’t take long for them to notice a large man clad in bulky armor. And standing across from him, Lyse stood bloodied and winded. And behind her, Y’shtola, unmoving.

“Y’shtola!!” S’bera called out when he noticed the other Miqo’te on the ground. He jumped forward, covering the remaining ground in an instant and putting himself between Lyse and the mysterious man.

“You... You came...” That was all she could say as the other Warriors caught up with their leader, standing to defend their friend. “That man... He’s Zenos... Zenos yae Galvus...”

“You’ve done well, Lyse. We can handle this. Take Y’shtola to Krile. The path should be free of soldiers.” S’bera kept his gaze upon Zenos as he spoke. Lyse could only nod as she lifted the immobile female Seeker and ran towards the initial entrance.

“So, you must be the legendary Warriors of Light I’ve heard so much about.” The armor-clad man finally spoke. “I hope you can provide me with more entertainment than your friend.”

“So, what do you propose we do, Ishi?” The male Seeker asked, still keeping an eye on their opponent.

The Au Ra scanned Zenos from top to bottom, making as many notes as she can before speaking. “His armor is strong, but bulky. So he’s probably really slow. If we can strike hard and strike fast while he’s distract, we should have a change. But I can’t see any dents in his armor. Lyse fought him, right? She should have left some kind of mark.”

“We can worry about that latter.” Once again, Frances’ body was engulfed in a blue light as she switched jobs yet again; trading her bow and arrow for a samurai katana.

“For Ala Mhigo!” Omutu called as he charged forward. Zenos hardly reacted to the Lalafelln Paladin’s attack, casually striking at Omutu while holding his blade in a single hand. Omutu blocked Zenos’ weapon with his own blade, having to use both hands on his sword just to hold Zenos back. Never before has he seen a man with such impossible strength; and this man was holding him back with only a single hand.

At the same time, Frances circled around to Zenos’ side before running towards the Legatus. Once she was close, the Viera gripped her blade with both hands and performed a series of strong, but quick strikes before retreating. And yet, it didn’t seem to do anything. “Is that truly the best?” Zenos clearly knew about the attack, but it seems it was no more effective than a bug bite to him.

With a sudden burst of strength, Omutu pushed Zenos’ blade back, following up with a quick series of slashes with his blade, not that it seemed to do anything as well. Zenos responded by driving his blade into the ground as some sort of energy began to grow beneath the surface. Suddenly, a shockwave rolled through, pushing the Warriors back. “Pathetic.”

“Helios!” U’tala called out as the stars shined down on the party, healing them for some of the damage Zenos effortlessly inflicted upon them. “We’re not done yet!” Omutu picked himself back up before charging at Zenos again, keeping him busy with more sword strikes. U’tala drew the Spire card and used it to bless Ishita as she fires a barrage of black and white magics. Veraero, Veraero II, Verthunder, Verthunder II, Verfire, Verstone, Jolt, as many magic spells as she can.

She turned her gaze to S’bera, the two of them nodding in agreement as S’bera jumped high into the air. At the same time, Ishita rushes forward, both of them hitting Zenos at the same time. S’bera started his assault with his spear techniques, opening the way for Ishita to deal more damage as she attaced with her rapier. Just as she finished her rotations, the pair jumped back as Frances followed up. A star shined upon her, increasing her strength thanks to U’tala. She returned her blade to its sheath as she focused her concentration, hand hovering over the handle before striking at blinding speeds. “Midare Setsugekka!”

And yet, despite everything they through, his armor still showed no signs of cracking. “A bit better, but still lacking.” With very little effort, he pushed Omutu away, following up with a slash as he turned to face the others. “Now then. Show me more of what you can do!”

He brought his blade down upon Frances, only for the Viera to jump out of the way at the last second, putting distance between them as she slashed the air with enough force to cause a wind blade. “Divination!” The female Seeker called out, allowing the stars to bless the party and increase their damage further.

S’bera followed up her attack by jumping into the air once again. Only this time, he came down with more than ever, so much so that it was as if fire erupted from his landing.

The assault continued with a dual attack from Ishita and Omutu. “Verflare! Verholy!” Ishita called out before following up with a upward strike and summoned a group of aetherial rapiers that converged on Zenos. Omutu attacked with a quick series of attacks, ending with a jumping spin-slash and transitioning to a quick stab towards, Zenos.

“If this is truly you have to offer, then I am quite disappointed.” Zenos gripped his blade and with a quick spin, sent frontline attackers flying back, each of them landing near U’tala. Zenos first approached Omutu, the first one to engage the battle. “Farewell, O Warriors of Light.” Just as he intended to end the Lalafell’s life, a massive barrier erupted from U’tala, protecting not only him, but the group from the assault. Noticing this, he switched his focus to Astrologian Seeker and with a single strong strike, broke her barrier as if it was glass. Exhausted, U’tala could only look up at the monster of a man. This was it; her death was staring at her right in the face, the clock counting down to her final moments. She was absolutely terrified, but there was nothing else for her to do.

Zenos brought his blade to his side before bringing it forward with enough force to knock U’tala back. As she flew, blood sprays from the gash on her midsection. TIme seemed to stop as her friends looked on; a mist of blood coming out of her wound, mouth agape, and eyes wide in horror. The sounds of fire seemed so distant. Not even her body hitting the ground seemed to make a sound.

“NOOOOOOOOOO!!” Ishita called out as hard as she possibly could, so loud and so hard, it was as if her voice would tear itself to shreds. The love of her life lay before her, with a mortal wound. U’tala’s globe fell beside her, the cards strewn about like someone tossed a deck onto the ground without a care in the world. The others looked on in silent disbelief. This couldn’t really be the end, could it? She can’t really be dead, right? Not their friend!

“No...! No, no no, no!! NOOOO!!!” Tears fell from Ishita’s eyes as she slammed her fist against the ground over and over again. Heartbreak and sadness filled her very soul. But that sadness quickly gave rise to something else. Anger; pure, unrestrained rage. This bastard killed her girlfriend, so she’ll make sure he dies a painful death.

From this rage, came newfound strength; one that brought her back up to her feet, eyes burning with absolute hatred. “You’ll pay for what you did to her!!” In her hands, a staff made of pure light started to form. Her fingers curled around the staff and the moment she gripped it, aether swelled and raged around her like a tsunami, the air whipping around at all sides.

The clouds in the sky directy above them converged and swirled like a tornado, slowly reaching down to Hydaelyn’s surface. A sight that could easily be seen from Castrum Oriens, the Peering Stones, and Castellum Velodyna. “I hope the Kami can forgive you, because you’ll find no mercy here! Die a thousand deaths and atone until the end of time!” Ishita called out, raising her staff towards the sky, causing the clouds to part, revealing a large chunk of rock hurtling down towards the surface, targeted specifically at Zenos. The other Warriors of Light looked on in awe while Zenos merely smirked, not even trying to avoid the incoming meteor.

The ground trembled and shook as the distance between the ground and the meteor shrank, the large rock glowing a bright red, power swelling up as it made contact, a powerful shockwave exploding outward. Ishita’s friends covered their faces to protect themselves from the light and violent winds before looking up towards the wall of dust.

Her aether expended, the staff of light faded away as she panted with exhaustion. “Regret your actions... in the deepest depths of hell...”

The dust hadn’t even cleared when a voice came from the cloud. “I must admit, I was not expecting this. So the phrase was true; even a cornered rat can bite a mighty griffin. A shame that just like a rat, your attack meant very little.” Zenos calmly stepped out of the cloud, still not a single scratch on him as he wiped the dust from his armor. With each step, his heavy armor clanked together, like a clock counting down to their doom.

Almost instantly, the small feeling of victory was replaced with an overwhelming sense of and dread. Perhaps none more than Ishita as the behemoth of a man stood, towering over her before striking with his blade.

“C-Cover!” Omutu mustered up just enough strength to hold his hand out, a bond forming between them just in time to protect the Au Ra from Zenos’ attack. “Guh!”

Zenos halted his attack for a moment, seeming to acknowledge Omutu’s desperate attempt to protect his friend; but that’s all it was... desperate. Over and over, he struck at the barrier protecting Ishita, each blow reflecting onto Omutu, feeling like a massive fist was pummeling every square inch of his little body at once. Each time, it proved harder and harder to maintain consciouness before slowly, the bond started to fade, his energy doing the same. Before collapsing, he was only able to say “Forgive me, Lady Ishita... And you... Lady U’tala...” With a groan, he fell over, just as unmoving as U’tala.

The Legatus glanced over at Omutu’s body for a brief moment before once again turning his attention to Ishita. His blade raised upward, resting above his head before bringing it down. She closed her eyes, embracing herself for the end, but just because it came down on her, the blade suddenly snapped up, causing its owner to instantly pause his assault.

He brought his sword up to his gaze, studying the clean cut of the blade before tossing it to the side as if it were garbage. “Pathetic”. The was all he said as he turned and calmly left, not even bothering to finish his defeated opponents off.

“It’s... over...” That was all S’bera could say. Though they survived and repelled the Garlean attack, it didn’t feel like a victory. That Zenos... his strength was in a completely different level; they couldn’t even put a chip in his defenses.

Once she recovered from the fear of looking directly at her impending death, she limped over to U’tala, falling to her knees as her hands rested on her girlfriend’s midsection. “Tala... Tala, wake up! It’s over!” Slowly, desperation turned to disbelief as her fears began to set in. “Please... wake up...” She shook U’tala’s form, desperately trying to wake her, carrying little as U’tala’s blood spread onto Ishita’s hands. She removed her hands from U’tala’s form to grab her rapier and focus “Vercure! VERCURE! VERRAISE!” She did her best to focus her aether, but she was too drained, only able to perform a single Vercure.

Frances dragged herself over to where Ishita and U’tala were, taking a moment to look at her Lalafellin friend, hearing him still breathing. Once he reached the Astrologian, she placed two fingers upon U’tala’s neck, feeling a faint pulse. “She’s alive, but barely. She needs medical attention as soon as possible. As will Omutu.”

Slowly, the adrenaline fueling the Warriors began to fade. Just in time to see reincorcements arrive. Though their vision started to fade, they could just barely make out Raubhan, Krile, Pippin, and the Leveilleur twins. One by one, they passed out with Ishita being the last to fall. Just before her strength failed her, she said “Please... save Tala... Save her and Omutu...” Her eyes finally began to close as unconsciousness finally claimed her.

#Final Fantasy XIV #FFXIV Original characters #Dragon: S'bera #Weaponmaster: Frances #Paladin: Omutu #long post #FFXIV Story

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whiskerteeth · 4 years

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My animal/Beastars AU.

About the society: Carnivores (mostly dangerous ones) are still somewhat feared but reveared for strength. Though there are many distinctions between herbivores and carnivores, most parts of society are non-segregated. Many people still hold prejudices against each other. Interspecies relationships and chimera children are a major taboo. No meat allowed to be eaten by any animal. Beastars are important people in society, often in powerful positions and very wealthy. All Might, a bull, is the top Beastar.

UA: An elite school known for producing Beastars in society. Students are required to be in at least one sport and one club due to high standards. Known for positive species relations and peace. Only accepte best of the best students based on a variety of factors.

Katsuki Bakugou: Carnivore, Canis Lupis Familiaris (domesticated dog), Shiba Inu (purebred).

Facts:

Acts feral at times and thinks he’s more of a predator than he actually is. Tries to act wolf-like to appear stronger. Wants to be the next beastar. Bark worse than bite.

Smells sugary sweet, scent often mistaken for female.

Prefers being alone and often has a bad attitude which is rare for domesticated canines, so most don’t like him.

Confident to a fault, incredibly smart, average strength, poor social skills.

School curriculars: volleyball, UA honor society, baking club. Denied for boxing by the third year captain, recruited by volleyball team for impressive jumps. Placed in baking club by force because he wouldn’t voluntarily choose a club.

Hope you like this AU. I’ll try to do other characters next.

#kacchan #mha #sketch #bakugou katsuki #my art #katsuki bakugou #art #toonami #beastars #au #fanart #fanfic #baku #bnha #kiribaku #midoriya izuku #kiri #bakudeku

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rpgsandbox · 4 years

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Welcome to Britannia and Beyond!

A regional guide for the Cthulhu Invictus™ setting detailing the province of Britannia, and the barbarian lands of Caledonia and Hibernia

‘Britannia is the border, the furthest outpost of Empire, bounded by cruel Oceania on all sides… what lies beyond that border, what crosses and passes unseen… those things concern me more than any barbarian tribe, more than any army of men… yes, you are right to worry about approaching that border, for what waits in Britannia and beyond… is said to be the doom of Rome.’ – Vatia of Rhodes, 54 AD

The earliest accounts of Briton the Romans saw were from Greek writers, such as Horace, who wrote ‘the shores of the distant Britons’ lay where ‘the real world came to an end and the world of unknown peoples and mythical creatures began.’ To even approach those shores, Horace writes, the Romans would have to cross ‘the stream of Oceanus, filled with large numbers of sea-monsters.’ And so, the island remained a complete mystery, shrouded in shadow and fog.

But eventually the expanding Roman Empire crossed that ocean, and through hard battles and bitter campaigns enveloped Britannia into its borders. Today (96 CE to 180 CE) the province of Britannia is a place of contradictions, a clash of peoples, cultures, and ideologies. It is a land marked by conquest and brutal oppression, but also by peace, productivity, and great progress. Its citizens enjoy prosperity and health, but to most Romans Britons are still seen as unwashed and uncivilized barbarians, the ‘Britunculli’ or ‘nasty little Britons.’ It is a land, and a people, who are slowly forming a new identity, often at odds with themselves.

But there is another truth, another history: one that predates human existence which is unseen by all except a chosen few. The Shadow War. Humanity’s battle against alien gods, their servitor monsters, and the depraved humans who serve them both or exploited them for personal gain, has raged on for millennia. For centuries, this war in Britannia was mostly contained, the dark forces kept dormant through a combination of rituals, ancient magics, and powerful seals erected over the doors of various mystical prisons.

But the coming of the Romans and their Empire changed all that. With the destruction of the druids and their faith, a darkness long kept at bay is now returning. Spells and rituals are no longer performed, protective groves have been burned, sacred stones toppled, and the prison doors to many dark gods now stand open. These entities seek to spread their dark influence, from the new “colony” cities and wealthy villas to the simplest villages of thatch roof huts and century old farms, from the most powerful elite to the lowliest of slaves. Nowhere and no one is safe from their vile machinations.

This misty, mysterious island is the latest front line of the Shadow War. At the edge of the Empire, a new history waits to be written: one of adventure, but also madness, of glory, but also unspeakable horror. Welcome to Britannia and Beyond.

Three years and five Kickstarters ago we were lucky enough to bring Cthulhu Invictus back to the world of Call of Cthulhu, updating it for 7th Edition. That book proved to be quite difficult and time consuming, but the end result proved worth all the effort. We are deeply proud and grateful that it was honored with the 2019 Silver ENnie for Best Supplement at Gencon.

We caught our breath to play with some cats (Tails of Valor), make a stand for justice (An Inner Darkness), and remember our childhood (The Lovecraft Country Holiday Collection), but through it all, we planned our return to the setting we hold so dear. That time has come at last. The Shadow War never ends, and dark things stir on this rainy island on the edge of the known world. It’s time to set sail for Britannia and Beyond!

The scholar Zosimos, Lady Dexia of the Vestal Virgins, and the centurion Galarius Rufus along with his loyal hound Brita sail towards Portus Dubris, and the misty, mysterious province of Britannia. For Brita, the war dog, this is a homecoming of sorts.

For our first setting book for Cthulhu Invictus, Britannia was an obvious choice. With the rich, often tragic, history of the Roman conquest and colonization of Britannia, the fascinating cultural and social results of the blending of so many diverse cultures, and the enchanting folklore of the ancient Celts… one might ask, how could we NOT start with Britannia? From the Roman baths at, well, Bath, to the Antonine (and yes, Hadrian’s) Wall(s) in the north, from Stonehenge, to London (or is that Londinium?), Tír na nÓg and the Sidhe, the savage Picts of Caledonia in the north and bloodthirsty Hibernian raiders from across the western sea, to the dark tapestry of Great Old Ones connected with Britain (especially its Severn Valley). The attraction to delve into these things and create a version of what Britannia is like in the world of Cthulhu Invictus was completely irresistible. So, here we are!

This well researched and comprehensive guide will provide keepers everything they need to take their Cthulhu Invictus campaign to the province of Britannia, and possibly beyond. The book covers:

1. A detailed history of Britannia, from pre-history to the end of the Antonine Period of the Roman Empire (180 CE).

2. Details on Britannia’s climate, geography, natural resources, and economy.

Today, the streets of a rebuilt Londinium look much like any other provincial capital in the Empire, maybe a bit cloudier than most.

3. Information on the Roman government, including the military legions stationed there, including both past and current client kingdoms.

4. Tips for creating characters living in Britannia, from Roman settlers, to Romano-Celtic natives (Latinized natives), and native Celts, with a list of Celtic names and gender-naming conventions.

Our heroes and heroines arrive at the home of Veldicius, an old friend of Galarius Rufus from their days serving with the Legio XX, many years ago.

5. A guide to the province of Britannia by region, describing its distinct cultural outlook, the tribes native to the region (and their attitudes towards Rome), important cities and towns, notable sites, sinister seeds, mythos threats, and more.

Paying a courtesy visit to (and seeking advice from) Queen Caratacae of the Dobunni, ruler of one of the few remaining client kingdoms of Britannia.

6. Information on the religion, folklore, myths, magic, temples, and sacred sites associated with Britannia, including Druidism and new rules for creating Druid characters.

7. A collection of patrons, investigator organizations, and sinister cults located across Britannia.

8. The Britannia Bestiary, a listing of the native plants and animals, as well as mythos entities drawn from traditional folklore viewed through cosmic horror colored glasses.

The wilds of Britannia can be a dangerous place, with forests old and dark, where older and darker things lurk.

9. The Dark Gods of Britannia, a discussion of the most iconic Great Old Ones and Outer Gods found across the province, including Eihort, Gla'aki, Y’golonac, Byatis, Yegg-Ha, The Keeper of the Moon Lens, and more.

Britannia is home to many dark and dangerous gods, and since the coming of the Romans, the powers of those gods are not only growing, but spreading.

10. A discussion of The Dreamlands, Tír na nÓg, and the mysterious Sidhe.

11. A listing of new mythos tomes, magical artifacts, and spells.

New Roman roads are only a good idea if they avoid places no one should ever go. Getting the engineers and bureaucrats to change their "well laid out plans" is seldom an easy task.

12. Beyond the Wall and Across the Sea: the barbarian lands of Caledonia (Scotland) and Hibernia (Ireland), detailing their people, the conditions there, and the rules for creating characters from these far off lands.

Walls alone won't protect the Empire from its enemies, human and otherwise. Sometimes, it take courage, steel, arrows, and a fair amount of blood!

13. A pair of scenarios set in Britannia, allowing Keepers and players to dive right into daring and horrifying adventures in this misty land on the edge of the empire.

A Mortal Harvest by Oscar Rios - Shortly before harvest, three villages of the Ordovices suddenly abandon their homes and head towards the city of Viroconium. The investigators must delve into this refugee crisis and get the Ordovices to return to their homes and bring in their crops, lest they face starvation come winter. The Ordovices are too terrified to do so because of a mysterious figure singing haunting ballads under the cover of night. He strums upon a harp, singing a tale of an army of the dead serving a dark god, and warning of their impending doom should they remain.

The Long Dark by Oscar Rios - Just south of the Antonine Wall, in the village of Trimontium, an old friend needs help. An old army buddy, Caito Lupis, retired from the legions and settled down. He's gotten married and begun farming on the land given to him in return for his 25 years of service. At least, that's what he's trying to do. For the Romans, it is time to harvest, but for the natives it's a sacred time, the start of their New Year, a time when ghoulies and ghosties and long legged beasties are free to enter our world. It seems that some of these creatures are set on ruining your friend's harvest and driving him off his land.

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nightmaresrp · 2 years

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SANGUINEM LUPI

An unconventional type of coven, this group is led by a werewolf/vampire hybrid who believes both species are of value. Both species hold the same amount of respect and neither are seen as inferior. They see themselves as superior to humankind, and therefore frown upon any that choose to intermingle or align themselves with humans. Their main goal is to eradicate the human race, leaving the apex predators among the supernatural world to reign supreme. They accomplish this goal by traveling town to town, attempting to bring other supernaturals to their side. Their thought process is simple; comply or be erased. Agents of chaos, this group tends to thrive on leaving destruction, broken hearts, fear and flames in their wake. Enemies are a common occurrence for the group, and they can either band together to take on larger enemies or even separate to seek out those that they may have their own personal vendettas against. But overall, they are still a loyal group that will stand up and fight alongside the other members whenever the need arises.

Species: Vampires, Werewolves

Leader(s): OPEN

Territory: Wilder Grove - Coven House

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stiri-noi · 4 years

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Vârtolomeii

Sărbătoarea Vârtolomeii nu trebuie confundată cu seria de zile cuprinse între 11 şi 14 iunie, patronate de adevărați sfinți protectori ai grânelor. Sărbătorile creștine s-au suprapus peste cele strămoșești rezultând o serie de zile sacre dedicate grânelor: Vartolomeul grâului (11 iunie), Nunta şoarecilor (12 iunie), Eliseiul grâului (14 iunie).

Aducerea moaștelor Sfântului Apostol Bartolomeu este consemnată în Calendarul creștin ortodox la data de 25 august. Sfântul Bartolmeu a făcut parte dintre cei 12 sfinți apostoli, ucenici ai Mântuitorului Iisus Hristos.După sfârșitul mucenicesc al Sfântului Apostol Vartolomeu în cetatea Armeniei, credincioșii au luat cinstitul lui trup, l-au pus într-o raclă de plumb și l-au dus în aceeași cetate. La moaștele apostolului se făceau multe miracole de vindecare și mulți păgâni alegeau să creadă în Hristos. Atunci preoții păgâni au luat racla de plumb în care erau puse moaștele și au aruncat-o în mare. Prin Voia Sfintei Treimi, racla în loc să se scufunde, a plutit până la ostrovul Lipar. De acolo racla a fost adusă în cetatea Venenda

Sărbători populare pierdute – Vârtolomeii

Fiindcă-i vorba de „întoarcere”și numele Vârtolomei aduce aminte de (în)vârtire. În popor se zicea că „se sucește ziua, ca puiul în găoace”, „dă ziua înapoi și crește noaptea”, făcând referire la pierderea puterii verii și instaurarea toamnei. În această zi de Vartolomei țăranii de altădată nu lucrau nimic ce s-ar face cu sucire sau învârtire, „ca să nu se sucă (sucească) vitele la cap”. Deci, nu se torcea, nu se înturna la tocilă, nu se făcea mămăligă, că și acolo ar trebui să-ntoarcă cu melesteul. Printre ciobani această zi era una dintre sărbătorile oilor. Ei țineau ziua pentru ca oile să nu capete amețeală, să se învârtă aiurite. Se spunea că atunci când zboară ciorile în cârduri, ba în sus, ba în jos, ba se învârtesc, se credea că se va schimbă vremea. Iar când doi sau trei cocostârci se învârtesc în aer, de asemenea era considerat semn de ploaie. Moașele spuneau că, dacă trece cineva peste o femeie îngreunată și nu-și aduce degrabă aminte, copilului i se învârte buricul pe după grumaz.

Gospodinele care aveau oi se păzeau ca seara să nu facă ghem, crezând că, după cum se învârtește ghemul, așa se învârtește oaia, adică înnebunește.

„Calendarul lupului”

În Calendarul popular urmează o serie de zile care, fără a-i fi consacrate în mod direct și exclusiv lupului, au legătură cu teama ancestrală față de acesta. Țăranii de altădată încercau prin diferite interdicții și ofrande să îmbuneze acest animal, considerat sacru de străbunii daci.

Viața Sfântului Mucenic Lup

Duminică, 23 august, Calendarul creștin ortodox consemnează praznicul Sfântului Mucenic Lup (Lupus). Acest slujitor de Hristos a trăit la sfârșitul veacului al III-lea și începutul celui de-al IV-lea d.H. Tradiția îl amintește pe Sfântul Mucenic Lup ca fiind servitorul credincios al Sfântului Mare Mucenic Dimitrie (Dumitru) din Tesalonic, prăznuit la 26 octombrie). Sfântul Mucenic Lup a fost martor la mucenicia Sfântului Mare Mucenic Dimitrie. Lup și-a înmuiat hainele în sângele stăpânului său și i-a luat inelul din mâna sfântului. Cu acestea, Sfântul Mucenic Lup a făcut multe vindecări și miracole în Tesalonic, rugându-se la Mântuitorul Iisus Hristos și la stăpânul său, pentru mijlocirea rugăciunilor. A distrus multe statui idolești și a scăpat nevătămat din mâinile torționarilor. Sfântul Mucenic Lup s-a predat singur în mâinile chinuitorilor săi care i-au tăiat capul.

Superstiții uitate despre lupi

Până la sărbătoarea Sfântului Mucenic Lup din 23 august, Calendarul popular amintește de Circovii de vară sau Circovii Marinei (între 15 și 17 iulie), care sunt răi de piatră, trăsnet, foc, dar și de lupi. Apoi sunt menționate sărbătorile Teclele (22 septembrie), Berbecarii (26-28 septembrie), Lucinul (18 octombrie) și Sfântul Dumitru (26 octombrie). Prin sate de munte se mai povestește că atunci când se strâng mai mulți lupi la un loc, de urlă, se zice ca se roagă lui Sfântul Petru să li rânduiască prada. Când din întâmplare intră vreun lup în curtea cuiva, acesta era un semn de mare pagubă pentru familia din acea curte. Se credea că spre a scăpa de lupii care s-au luat după cineva, este bine a tălăncăni cu un clopot, sau, în lipsa acestuia, a aprinde un foc. Tinerii spuneau că cel care va vedea urma de lup, să mănânce pământ din ea, ca să poată mânca mult cât un lup, spre a merge bine corpului lor. Când îți iese lup în cale, îi a bine.

Exorcismele, necesitate sau superstiție?

„Chemând la Sine pe cei doisprezece ucenici ai Săi, le-a dat lor putere asupra duhurilor celor necurate, ca să le scoată şi să tămăduiască orice boală şi orice neputinţă”. (Matei 10:1) Plaiurile nemțene poartă încă amprentele trăitorilor cu Hristos care alungau duhurile rele din oameni, animale și locuri. Prin sacralizarea vieții proprii alungăm duhurile rele și invităm Îngerii lui Dumnezeu să ne ghideze pe Calea îndumnezeirii.

Pustnicul de la Icoana

Protosinghelul Iosif Crăciun de la Mănăstirea Neamț a viețuit între anii 1864 și 1944. Acest cuvios părinte a fost un mare sihastru, duhovnic şi exorcist din obştea Mănăstirii Neamţ. S-a născut în comuna Gârcina, judeţul Neamţ. În tinereţe a fost căsătorit. Apoi murindu-i soţia, în anul 1911, urmând sfatul vestitului pelerin Gheorghe Lazăr al cărui ucenic era, a luat jugul vieţii călugăreşti în obştea MănăstiriiNeamţ. După doi ani de slujire în mănăstire, cu binecuvântarea stareţului, schimonahul losif Crăciun s-a retras la linişte în pădurile seculare de lângă schitul Icoana Veche. Aici s-a nevoit aproape zece ani în pustie, singur cu Dumnezeu. Cea mai mare nevoinţă a lui era postul îndelungat, unit cu privegherea de noapte şi citirea psaltirii. Cu aceste trei arme izgonea de la sine toate ispitele trupeşti şi diavoleşti, ajungînd cunoscut în tot ţinutul Neamţului. Pentru răbdarea şi smerenia lui, părintele losif s-a învrednicit de la Dumnezeu de Darul izgonirii duhurilor rele din oameni. De aceea alergau la chilia lui tot felul de epileptici şi oameni bolnavi lipsiţi de mângâiere. Iar bătrânul îi primea pe toţi cu dragoste şi se ruga pentru sănătatea lor până se vindecau.

„Rețeta spirituală” a părintelui losif pentru bolnavi

Mai întâi trimitea bolnavul în mănăstire să-şi mărturisească păcatele şi să-i facă preoţii Sfântul Maslu. Apoi, bolnavul se întorcea la chilia părintelui din pădure unde era pus la post şi rugăciune trei zile şi trei nopţi. Împreună cu el posteau toate rudele bolnavului şi însuşi sihastrul losif. Împreună citeau la psaltire ziua şi noaptea. A treia zi, cei mai mulţi bolnavi se vindecau. Cei care nu se vindecau repetau aceeași nevoință până se izbăveau de diavol, că nu poate răbda vrăjmaşul rugăciunea şi postul celor smeriţi. Pentru vindecările realizate cu puterea rugăciunii, care dovedesc faptul că ruga sa era ascultată de Sfânta Treime, dar şi pentru sfaturile sale pline de înțelepciune, părintele losif ajunsese vestit în toată Moldova sub numele de „Pustnicul de la Icoana”.

Bolnița de la Mănăstirea Neamț

În anul 1926 schimonahul losif a fost chemat în obşte şi după doi ani a fost hirotonit diacon şi preot. Astfel, pustnicul losif a devenit cel mai căutat duhovnic şi exorcist al Mănăstirii Neamț, între anii 1928-1944. Zilnic veneau credincioşii la chilia lui: ţărani şi orăşeni, sănătoşi şi bolnavi, tineri şi bătrîni, călugări şi mireni, cerşetori şi avuţi. Pentru primirea şi îngrijirea bolnavilor, părintele losif avea o casă dată de mănăstire, afară de incintă. Era o adevărată bolniţă. Acolo îi primea bătrânul pe toţi, iar el stătea în mijlocul lor ziua şi noaptea, cu crucea în mână şi cu epitrafirul pe piept. Mulţi din cei bolnavi se vindecau, iar ceilalţi se întorceau uşuraţi de păcate şi mângâiați la casele lor. Mijloacele de vindecare pentru toţi erau aceleași: cât mai multă rugăciune, spovedania, Sfântul Maslu, moliftele Sfântului Vasile, Sfântă Împărtăşanie şi neapărat, trei zile de post. Duhovnicul Iosif Crăciun s-a remarcat și prin lucrarea cea de taină a rugăciunii lui Iisus, dar şi prin milostenia către cei nevoiași. În primăvara anului 1944, părintele Iosif Crăciun s-amutat la cereştile locașuri.

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Jasper Ashworth

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Your Name: Amy Savage Your Age: 21 Your Pronouns: She/her Time zone: Pacific Activity Level (Please give a number from 1-10 and an explanation):Tumblr account (for contact purposes): Honestly, most likely only a couple times of week. I freaking miss writing like the beejus but I’m taking a little bit of a risk of applying because I know I’m already short on time with working full time and being a student and trying to navigate my way around a city that’s bigger then my hometown but I miss writing like nothing else and honestly pouring myself into writing and characters have always made me feel better, and right now I have a lot that I need to sort and the only way I’ve ever really been capable of that was with a pen so if I’m being honest I’d say a 5/6

How did you find us?: I found your guys rp because after an rp ended and it was appropriate, an account of a person who had been in the group changed into an account in your group.

Triggers: Schizophrenia

Canon Character Application

Character you’re applying for: Jasper Ashworth Why did you choose this character?: As soon as I read his bio, I connected with the character and heard his muse in my head. When I’m choosing a character to write, I choose one that I can hear reacting to things in my head. Secondary character preference: Aubrey Garza

A sample in character (3+ paragraphs with a minimum of 500 words in third person [Yes, we check the length]):

The silver spoon rested on the side of the dinghy diner mug, coffee turning lukewarm as the werewolf who had ordered was buried deep in his thoughts. 80′s graphic print splashed the face of the mug, bold blacken print announcing and celebrating the worlds best dad and the scratches on the cheap wooden table spoke of a wild thing. Graffiti and knifes of travelers that had graced the diner’s presence throughout the years left their imprint on the table tops that remained, Jasper’s grey eyes skated over the marks left behind and the corner of his mouth twinged up as a twang of nostalgia went through him, similar marks covered the space of his former home except the marks always ran deeper, more feral. As a home for a den of werewolves would do, deep scratches were on the corners of their dining room table, animal scratches could be found ingrained into the hardwood flooring and scuff marks were always left on the walls from the playful group of wolves. His mind set on the map of memory lane, his mother’s voice came flooding back to him, the warm scold contained in her voice, try as she may, she was powerful beyond measure with wisdom and strength and always someone with authority, she could never lose the warmth in her voice when she spoke to her pack.

“Jasper and Carson – play outside – I will not have you marking up the walls again. I am sick of having to tell you boys! I will not have you ruining this place for the rest of us, I swear you pups will be the death of me” An ironic truth as his once beloved safe home now sat smoldering, house burnt down to its foundation and tree roots beginning to crack through the ashes. Jasper’s teeth grind as his once peaceful memories turn sharp, he’s got a wicked mind now crafted from pain and hurt – bloodshed and bloodstains his new armor and his eyes flicker towards the open window that sat beside him, near empty parking lot before him. The waitresses cars sat behind the diner and he was the lone customer, the wide open window gave him a view of the beautiful snowy mountain that sat before him. The peak of the Braddock mountain near eclipsing the sun, domineering the sky and the pine trees gave a shadowy figure to the town that lay below the mountain.

The sharp rip of newspaper made his mind snap out of his thoughts, and Keegan’s voice filtered into his ears. Just like that, he was back in his present reality, sharing a now occupied table space with his new alpha clad in a leather jacket and passionate conversations sprouted over lukewarm cups of coffee as they exchanged ideas and status updates on the Lupis Superior pack, a pack that was born of hate, that craved complete control and destruction over the human race. Vermin that their supernatural world deserved to go without and Jasper was exactly where he needed to be to accomplish what he needed to do, rid the world of the human race and as the sweet blonde o’so human waitress made her way to their table to ask if they wanted to try a slice of the diners specialty blueberry pie, she set a path that in a couple of hours would lead to her blood being splattered all over the empty parking lot once the moon set and the werewolves turned.

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They say the mountains call to you, that the town Braddock is a beacon drawing the supernatural and those who have power beyond rational means thumping in their veins from far and wide, through many miles away from the town’s lines that it siren calls to them, tugging them to the coastal town. Plucked from all walks of live, from happy narrations to dark twisted stories, they travel great distance. Some may never identify what it is that calls them, the majority of them don’t even know they’re being called. Some are running and some are just beginning.

Jasper Ashworth was a werewolf who had been through a terrible wreck in life, who had his beliefs and moral grounds torn asunder as everything he knew, everything good in this world, all the peace that he shared broke. Peace between the supernaturals, the witch covens, the werewolf packs, the vampires, those unimaginable and the humans lived in harmony and it was good. It was a pure and simple life, and in that version of events, the world went on spinning, those that lived on the earth sowed from the earth, toiled, work hard and died happy. In that version of events Jasper stayed carefree and charming and a glowing boy who grew claws and sharp canine teeth on the full moon and spent his unchanged days unaware of a divided cruel harsh world where bloodshed swept this earth and the once so innocent werewolf became something terrible-some that has spilled more then enough pints of blood, of those that had the misfortune of being born with a beating heart, vulnerable skin and a o’too human interior.

See, it’s hard to be something good in this world. When this world wants to take from you, run you down, treat you with kindness, have you believing in purity, and then ruining.Ruining it all in the most awfulness of ways, Jasper Ashworth knew that. He knew what it was like to start off kind, to believe in good, to believe, and believe, and believe until this world took from you, until his reality altered and he couldn’t anymore. He inconceivably couldn’t be that boy who once ran free. He tried, Jasper tried, he tried for so long, he fought for the good, he prospered to believe in kindness and grace and if you just, if those that you loved just knew —– if they could just understand—- if they could just see that it didn’t have to be this way, there didn’t have to be war. Jasper Ashworth gave all his heart until trying to convience his townpeople’s, his family, that there could be peace, imagine now what happens to a heart like that when those that you tried to protect, those that you tried to convince that they were wrong for breaking away from the humans and the supernatural, now imagine what happens to a heart like that when your family, your pack ends up murdered by those you were trying to convince them of being good andtrustworthy.

Jasper Ashworth became so very damaged, he became angry, and he became lost. Jasper took up a vow to never again trust those he once held so strongly to him. Now pain and sorrow and bloodshed was the only thing that made sense to the poor boy’s twisted mind, for he embraced the darkness and rose with anger to never again trust those that ruined everything good left inside of him.

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The survivors turned into monsters.

As Jasper arrived on the scene, breath ragged from running, paws thudding again’st concrete as he tried with all his might to run faster, to push his lungs harder, to get there, to get there, to get there. His mind refusing it be true, the thoughts running rampant in his head that this couldn’t be reality, Jasper had been trying for months, been talking in circles, a thousand and one conversations with his friends to close the distance that had been separating the town. Jasper had argued for peace till his bones became weary, his voice hoarse, and his mind tangled but still he persevered on. For everyone was just trying to make it in this world, he understood the fright for fearing that the humans might become predators to the more powerful supernatural force, but if they could just understand that it was possible to live in an harmonious way, for security and safety to be placed in the town. For werewolves who had their first change, an enclosed space where they could go through the change without causing destruction, for vampires who could foster a relationship with the hospital to receive donations of blood and subsistence, it wasn’t impossible for things to be how they once were because Jasper remembers, he knows of a time in which the divide was not created.

Jasper had a kind heart, he believed that people in this world were good and when people struggled, it wasn’t coming out of a place of cruelty or wishing harm, it was simply fear but this, he couldn’t understand this. He saw the flames lick towards the sky from a million miles away and he knew, he knew that the worst had swallowed this world whole and his vertebrates rolled in his back as his bones shifted, skin turning into fur and an howl aching out of his chest as he put all his strength into getting to his family home, his family home which was currently in the process of burning down. His home in which he played as a pup, laughter ringing out of his lips, tumbling with his pack and where many family dinners and meetings were held, where he learned to cook in the kitchen from his warm mother and her sisters, wooden spoon held over the pasta sauce boiling on the stove and now, now blood stains splattered the walls which were once his safe childhood home. When he arrived home, the war was still brewing, the fight still going on as everything burned around them.

Teeth bared, he advances snarling and growling towards the battleground. If this is the way the world is going, war and bloodshed, he’ll leave his old morals at the door if it means protecting his pack. The hunters are armed with silver stakes in hand, and Jasper refuses to look at the still bodies of the werewolves that are lying still in their wolf form on the ground. He can’t know, he can’t know which one of his loved ones it was when he has to be strong, when he has to rip the hunters throat out for when something as good as Jasper’s heart is gets twisted, it becomes pure beast. Paws leaving the earth, he leaps into the bloody fight, teeth dragging into skin and all he saw was red.

Hours later, and his form stands alone. His pack was gone, his home was gone and the town that he trusted, who hired hunters to massacre his pack were gone. His once moral compass was gone but he took a vow that evening to never be that soft again, if he might have been different, his pack might still be here and he vowed to remove those who stood against him, humanity be damned, he didn’t care how they would they be rid of off this earth, either way as long as he remained, he’d fight to end them.

What potential plans or headacanons do you have for this character?

I want war. I’m so excited about the idea of war between the two packs, of writing battle scenes and I am not afraid to sacrifice my character for a plotline because I freaking loveplot which honestly is why I’m so attracted to your rpg.

Do you want any additional connections for your desired character that you’d like us to add to their bio? (ex. a local police officer, shop owner, doctor, etc.): I’d be interested in a secret survivor from Jasper’s pack, someone who survived the massacre that maybe Jasper was unaware of and might either spark his vulnerability, have information on the events of the killings that he isn’t aware of, or have another perspective on humans that is kinder and sparks a struggle of morality for Jasper and shakes his ground a little bit. I’m open for any connections in all honesty!

Anything else?: Laney and Deidre rob a train (sooooo good, highly recommend. netflix original)

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Where in the world do I get my sources? 📄

Annotated Bibliography Mathias, Penelope, ed. Endangered animals: What is an endangered animal. Vol. 1. Danbury, CT: Grolier Educational, 2002. Print. This book was able to give a good explanation of the definition of what an endangered species is, some different organizations that are involved with endangered animals. It gives a good basis into understanding the importance of endangered animals in animal conservation. It covers how some animals are naturally rare but others are endangered due to human interference. It also goes on to name a few animals specifically and why they are endangered.

“Endangered Species Conservation.” WWF. World Wildlife Fund, n.d. Web. 02 Mar. 2017. The World Wildlife Fund’s website is about their non-profit organization, whose purpose is to save endangered species and help save our earth’s ecosystems. They have many pages on specific animals, why they are endangered, and what can be done to help them. They also have different ways for you to donate money so that they can continue their missions to help save endangered animals from extinction. The articles found on this site relate to the topic of animal conservation in that the WWF is an organization dedicated to animal conservation.

“Gray wolf.” Wikipedia. Wikimedia Foundation, 27 Feb. 2017. Web. 02 Mar. 2017. The article, Grey Wolf is an informational article about wolves with sections that focus on different aspects of the species such as their history, evolution, characteristics, hunting techniques, and current range. The Gray Wolf, or Canis Lupis is an important apex predator in America, Europe, and a few other areas. If they were to go extinct then the ecosystems in which they live will start to unravel. Looking at such a successful predator that was almost run to extinction by overhunting by humans is truly amazing.

“Whale.” WWF. World Wildlife Fund, n.d. Web. 02 Mar. 2017. As I focus on specific animals and what is happening to help save them from extinction or how they have been saved in the past it makes it interesting to look at different animals. Whales are currently endangered and are very important to the ocean’s ecosystem. The article goes over the different reasons why whales are important to the ocean, why they are endangered, why we should save them, and what is being done to save them. The World Wildlife Fund’s article gave all of this information and is easy to understand in how we can save whales from extinction.

“About Whale Wars.” Animal Planet. Animal Planet, 02 Oct. 2014. Web. 03 Mar. 2017. The article Whale Wars is about a show that follows a non-profit organization that fights against “scientific” whaling in the Pacific Ocean. This “scientific” whaling was not actually for scientific study, but rather for human consumption. The Sea Shepard company sails the ocean to find these boats and sabotage them so that they can no longer hunt whales. This group is a prime example of people acting to stop animals from being killed.

“Margay.” International Society for Endangered Cats (ISEC) Canada. N.p., n.d. Web. 03 Mar. 2017. Margays are small tree dwelling cats that live in South America and are naturally rare to find in their habitat. The article goes over the Margay characteristics, hunting techniques, habits, and current threats to the Margay. While studying animal conservation it is important to look at all kinds of animals in different levels of endangerment. The Margay for example has minimal threat to it as a species. The only problem for it now is the deforestation of it’s habitat. The Margay is an example of a very unique small cat that while it is not in any danger of being extinct soon, it is still affected by humans.

“Peregrine Falcon.” , Life History, All About Birds - Cornell Lab of Ornithology. N.p., n.d. Web. 03 Mar. 2017. The peregrine falcon is a perfect example of how an endangered species can be saved through human intervention. Because of the use of DDT in pesticides the falcon’s eggs started to be thinner and the survival rate of falcons decreased significantly. The species soon became in danger of being extinct and was put onto the endangered species list. Due to human intervention the use of DDT in pesticides was halted, and peregrine falcons were raised by human then released into the wild,soon the peregrine falcon was saved from the brink of extinction. This article was able to show how the endangered species list and human intervention can indeed save animals from the brink of extinction.

“BBC - Earth - What is the point of saving endangered species?” BBC News. BBC, n.d. Web. 03 Mar. 2017. The article, Is saving endangered species worth it?, the author argued how that focusing on endangered species is not the right choice in that it wastes resources, money, and time. Instead of focusing on only one animal species at a time we should instead focus on saving ecosystems as a whole. This way all of the animals living there can be saved and we wouldn’t waste time on just one animal at a time. This article gave an interesting perspective on saving endangered species.

Marsh, Rene. “Republicans explore curbing the Endangered Species Act.” CNN. Cable News Network, 15 Feb. 2017. Web. 17 Feb. 2017.

The endangered species act has been a critical tool in monitoring and saving animals from extinction. Unfortunately politics has been also critical in animal conservation. Sometimes though politics comes in conflict with saving animals. A current issue is that of the Republican Party wanting to curb, and maybe even get rid of the endangered species act. They believe that certain parts in the act are problematic to the growth of business. If they are successful then it could mean trouble for endangered species.

“Mermaid Swims in 10,000 Plastic Bottles.” Von Wong Blog. N.p., 20 Dec. 2016. Web. 03 Mar. 2017. The project, mermaids hate plastic is a non-profit project that was done by artist Vonwong to bring attention to the problem of plastic pollution. Vonwong collected 10,000 plastic bottles and created oceans out of them and then had models dress as mermaids to represent how the ocean is being killed by plastic. This article is a great example of the way some people speak out for the health of our earth.

“About Us.” ASPCA. ASPCA, n.d. Web. 03 Mar. 2017. Animal conservation mostly focuses on endangered wild animals but the protection of our domesticated pets is also important. The ASPCA, or American Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals, is a non-profit organization based in New York, New York. Their mission is to see that animals are treated fairly and with respect. They rescue abused animals and help promote adoption. They have many different ways that you can be part of the cause such as donating or volunteering at a local animal shelter.

“About PETA.” PETA. N.p., n.d. Web. 03 Mar. 2017. PETA, or the People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals is a non-profit organization that helps assure that animals in all walks of life are treated fairly and ethically. Through education of the public, rescue missions, and working with legislation PETA works to make it clear that animals deserve to be treated like the living beings that they are. Organizations like this combines the caring for animals with learning how our lifestyles affect animals all over the world.

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Chain of Iron theories: who becomes a Downworlder

Alright so I took a break from posting my theories to enjoy the comedic hijacks of the letter game, but March 2 draws closer and I have more theories to release on to the masses. So I decided to jump back in with a hot one. We will be seeing more of the downworld in books to come, including esteemed members such as Magnus Bane, Camille Belcourt, and Woolsey Scott, and someone in TLH’s future is not with the shadowhunters, but as a downworlder. I am assuming that this person will turn into a vampire or a werewolf, as warlocks are born and turned fey usually have to grow up in fairy. Also because (minus the rare warlock) werewolves and vampires are what make up the predator Lupus and we know we are going to revisit TPL and see it develop more as an organization. As always theories are below.

3.) Thomas Lightwood becomes a downworlder {werewolf (retracted)}

When I first hear that someone was turning into a downworlder I immediately theorized Thomas because I knew the found family tree says he dies at 30 and I was looking for a way for that to be wrong. So my idea was that maybe Thomas got turned into a downworlder at 30, had to leave to learn to control his powers, and that the clave wrote him off in their records as having died because they are just that terrible. I am retracting this theory though on a few grounds. One learning that the silent brother who wrote the found family tree was Brother Zachariah. Jem would not do do such a cruel and bigoted thing, he is and has always been better than that. Secondly 10 years after TLH the world wars happen and I cannot imagine that Shadowhunters are not negatively effected by something so catastrophic and wide spread. I googled when the world wars happened rechecked the Thomas’s wiki page and sure enough he is said to die one year into the first world war, at the same year the air attacks started in London.

My conclusion is that while I would like Thomas to become downworlder, if it would allow him to live past being 30, I find it unlikely. I now believe that Thomas dies trying to help mundanes evacuate London or take shelter during air attacks. (Drying my own tears, handing everyone who needs one a tissue, and moving back to the downworld theories)

2.) Charles Fairchild becomes a downworlder (werewolf)

So I preety much think if it is a Shadowhunter it will be one of the Fairchild brothers. they’re just about the only ones left where it is a tose up whom continues the family line. I know Matthew is more likely, but until I read Matthew’s trandformation written by Cassandra Clare herself it could still be Charles. How it would happen is a little more tricky for me to explain, but I might have something. See Charles is on my list of potential characters Belial may possess and turn into the killer. I also said that if he is the killer than I only see a 50% chance he will be freed from that control by Matthew or one of TLH gang. But what if Belial sends him to attack the Merry Thieves when hey are at The Devils Tavern or Hell’s Ruelle, you know a place that also has werewolves, and before he can vanish he is bit by one? Then he transforms at the next full moon. What if Belial can only control human minds and since a werewolf is half animal changing into a wolf snaps Charles out of Beial’s control? Then him turning into a downworlder wouldn’t necessarily have to be a bad thing. He could meet Matthew later and tell him about the change freeing him, then Matthew could go tell Will and Charlotte, and they could make new alliances with the downworld to help take down Belial.

(Is this whole theory me tying to convince myself Matthew woun’t be turned and James and Matthew won’t lose their Parabatai bond?) Who’s asking? Its like 97% that. The other 3% is me really wanting Charles to go talk to Woolsey Scott because I felt really bad for him in TLH when he implys that the reason he hates being gay is because as far as he knows gay men are not allowed to be political leaders. I get it, representation is important.

1.) Matthew Fairchild becomes a downworlder (Vampire)

Matthew is the most likely one. We all know it, there have been hints foreshadowing in every one of Matthew’s appearances dating back to his first appearance in Nothing But Shadows, when he first said he does not like the way shadowhunters live their lives and wishes he were not one. We know he prefers to associate with downworldrs and frequents their establishments as an escape when his life as a shadowhunter gets to be to much for him. While I doubt he would ever ask someone to turn him (he wouldn’t want to leave Henry or the Herondale’s) as we saw in Cast Long Shadows when at downworld establishments Matthew isn’t always careful and can be too trusting. Throw in the alcohol he is always drinking and something is bound to happen. Judging by that line where he tells Cordelia that he would “like a portrait of himself that shows that... while he stays forever young” something will happen with him and a vampire. Matthew might make a better downworlder than a shadowhunter, especially if he eventually joins the Predator Lupis. That is a care taker job and he is loves/ is great at being James and Henry’s care taker.

It would be heart breaking for Matthew to no longer be able to see Henry or to lose his Parabatai bond with James. Lets remember though that James and Cordelia likely become the London Institute Heads after Will steps down, and in COHF Sebastian said that the London Institute and Predator Lupus head quarters had famous ties to each other once upon a time. So if Matthew Changes into a vampire he may not lose James and Cordelia for good. His and James’s their will change yes, but it can withstand. Just like Will and Jem’s bond changed but withstood Jem becoming a silent brother.

Bonus) Bridget Daly (Vampire??? possible fey connection??? )

So Bridget Daly. The London institutes crazy, dark ballad singing, child watching, frying pan brandishing, over all amazing resident is still somehow alive in TDA, and if we keep reading TLH we will eventually know how. (She is just to tough to die. The grim reaper hasn’t come for her soul because she terrifys him). Lately I have seen theory’s crop up that the person who becomes a downworlder won’t actually be a shadowhunter, but it will be Bridget, and that is how she gains immortality. I love this. But I need details and no one is providing me. Is Bridget attacked? Who hurt this women? Is this the result of some dark spell? Or did she have some downworlder do it to her by choice? Did she know that Shadowhunters were just going to get moe stupid and crazy as time went on, and decide that for Londons (if not the worlds sake) she needed to stick around and sing/beat some sense into their heads?

Make me cry. Stephen Herondale grew up at the London institute. Stephen knew Bridget. He had this amazing (possibly downworlder) women in his life for 17 years and he still fell into Valentine’s trap after moving away. Did Bridget grieve over him? In another life Jace could have grown up at the London Institute. He could have grown up helping Bridget cook and learning her dark ballads!!! (hey fanfic writers)

I don’t know what we will get from these books regarding Bridget Daly’s future, but she is an amazing character, and her story better do her justice.

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Top 5 relationships in The Mortal Instruments

Lets be real the shadowhunter chronicles has grown into a huge world world with more characters than could ever all stay in one in any one institute (and remember institutes are for some reason designed to accommodate the same number as nice hotels) and because so many of them interact we have had some pretty cool characters and some pretty great relationships. I thought I would make ranking lists ranking the my personal favorites for members of family as well relationships in each series. IMPORTANT: When I say “relationships” I am not being specific to any one type of relationship (romantic/family/friend). I just mean two characters who share a type of bond.

Since The Mortal Instruments or TMI, came out first I will start with it. 5 relationships in TMI who have really well done dynamic’s and I want to take this opportunity to spotlight them below

5.) Jace & Church

Aww Church, he was doing the grumpy cat act before it was cool. Everybody loves Church. Church loves Jem and likes exactly one person per series/generation. In TMI the one person Church likes is Jace. Now other instances you could argue that Church liking Jace is just another attempt of CC to enforce that Jace (mr. blond hair, gold eyes, gold skin, takes a bath in golden spaghetti) is the golden boy and everybody should like him. But once you look at who Jace and Church are as characters (what character Jace has that's not referenced by his aforementioned coloring) them being buddies makes a lot of sense. For one thing we know from the falcon story that Jace is fond of animals that have adittutes, which Church certainly does. The first time he made friends with such an animal Valentine... But Valentine is gone when Jace meets Church, and none of the Lightwoods mind if Jace wants to goof off with the cat (to them that’s probably one of the least reckless things Jace likes to do). So for Jace Church is in essence a way to reclaim part of his childhood that Valentine tried to twist and corrupt.

On the other side I love how respectful Jace is of Church’s boundaries. Guys Church has a past as extensive and hard as any other character in TSC. HE has been both a pet and a wild cat many times over, he ha been treated well by some humans, and horribly by others. This is no purring kitty-cat that is going to just climb into someones lap wanting hands run through his fur or to be picked up and carried around. No Church doesn’t like that. Jace understands this, and never tries to force Church to let him handle him. IF Church wants Jace to touch him he will take the initiative and walk up to Jace’s leg. If not Jace is perfectly happy to hang out in a room or follow the cat at a distance, pretending to chat with him. I saw a post that said that even after Church got reunited with Jem (churches OTH) Church still considers Jace his buddy and they hang out during visits, that is precious.

4.) Alec and Magnus aka Malec

Aww Here they are, fandom darlings and CC’s poster couple for LGBT+ inclusion. I promise that is not why I put them on this list. I actually never give characters or couples brownie points for being same sex or anything like that because so many writers try to get away with making “Gay” a characters whole personalty or squeezing in characters for the sole purpose of saying “look inclusion, look I can be woke” and then they don’t consider it necessary to put the level of characterization they would into a straight character in. I do like inclusion and feel it is important, but only when it is fully developed to the best of a creators abilities.

Now I will admit here that Malec are only my second favorite romantic couple in TMI. That being said I do really like them. I like the pace that their relationship develops at. When other couples did the whole love at first sight or suddenly inexplicably in love. Malec moved at what I consider a pretty realistic pace and you could easily follow their journey. In book 1 they met at a party and decided the other was pretty cute, started to spend time together on occasions, started to like each other, then started to really like each other. It’s not until the very end of book 6 where you fee like the two are really committed to the whole “Okay it’s you and me till the end” idea, and you are glad to finally see them there.

That brings me to my second reason for liking Malec. They are a hot mess, as all three main couples are, but unlike with the other two Malec never pretended to be anything other than a hot mess. If I compared Malec to Clace i would say that Clace follow a pretty typical fairy tale formula: I met you and I loved you, then the evils in the world conspired to keep us apart, but I fought my way back to you and now we can live happily ever after. Malec aren’t like a fairy tale though. They are that high-school/early college couple who are consistently on and off. The rocks in their path aren’t “evil forces” it’s just them. Just the fact that they both have a tendency to be whinny, stupid, jealous, controlling, a!@#$”s to each other. Honestly if they didn’t care so much about each other, then they would be a really toxic couple. But they do care a lot about each other. They hated when they were always fighting. They hated seeing each other so sad. But they couldn’t just forget about their problems or pretend them away. So many times throughout TMI Malec would find themselves at a cross road where on one path they force themselves to change and see if that made their relationship better , and another path were they decide that it is just to much to and call it quits. They broke up twice because they got to times where it was just to much to keep going the way they were and neither were ready to change. But then they couldn’t stop thinking about the other or missing the other. So, when they met up again they would always reconcile and be ready to put in the work to change their relationship for the better. Looks like those changes worked out given that years down the line we see then happy, married with two kids, happy at their jobs, hosting social gathering with their friends as apposed to before when they would always spend then picking at each other or having an outright fight.

Malec are not perfect, TMI never pretends they are. They are both a lot to deal with and at least a few times one of them will slam their hands down on some surface, and I as a reader found myself wishing I could bring my hands down on the pair of thems heads. But I consider Malec a pretty gritty look at what any couple can be like at their lows, as well as the highs they can reach if they are willing to put in the time and work, and exactly why some are willing.

3.) Maia and Bat

What? What was that? If Malec are only my second favorite couple in TMI then who is my favorite? Oh, it’s Baia. Baia is like literally the perfect couple. They met years ago became best friends, tried dating and went back to being best friends when Maia-who had just gotten out of an abusive relationship and was still recovering- told Bat that was all she could handle. Their friendship is shown in the background throughout books 2-5 and we see that they always have each others backs. We see Bat is always their for Maia, always trying to take her out as a friend and convince her to have fun. Maia supports Bat’s DJ career and talks about how much she admires him for perusing such a normal mundane life because (regardless of the fact that they aren’t normal mundanes) its what he wants. Their relationship is brought to more of a focus in book 6 when shadowhunters leave, demons attack and their fellow downworlder start staging uprisings. Both of these two are still so young, and now (with their Alpha away indefinitely) their whole world is falling apart. Fixing this isn’t their job, no one has tasked them with it, but its the only way to keep themselves, each other, and everything they love safe. SO they make the choice to take action. Like everything in their lives since they met, they make a point to always support each other. Bat challenges an aggressive wolf for control of the pack because he has sen this wolf go bully those close to Luke and is determined to protect Maia. When Bat goes down in the fight Maia tags herself in and fights to protect him. When Maia wins she wakes up Bat isn’t upset or embarrassed that she had to save him, He immediately throws support to her as his Alpha. One of Maia’s first act is to make Bat her Beta because they are a team and their is no one she trusts more. They rebuild their pack and the Predator Lupis together, and also get back together. But that is less important because no matter what their relationship they have always and will always be there.

Seriously when every other couple acted stupid, was over dramatic, were never sure where they stood with each other; Maia and Bat were true friends, true love, and unwavering in their support. So what keeps them from being number 1 on this list? Well were still a background relatonship for most of TMI (a lot of the fandom either didn’t remember or didn’t care that they got together at the end or that they were even friends). Also knowing CC and general media aimed at TMI’s age group I have to unfortunately believe that if CC had wanted to bring more focus onto Maia and Bat,then she would have made them way more dramatic and less awesomely supportive. Moving on

2.) Valentine and Luke

I can hear the gasps from here. No, not read that wrong, it really says Valentine and Luke. How could I talk just get praising a supportive pair only to go and talk about a pair that betrayed and tried to annihilate the other? Well for one thing I will remind you Valentine and Luke whole dynamic is friends to enemies. As that they really work. Luke never had what it takes to be a shadowhunter on his own. He says himself that he couldn’t bear easy marks, he couldn’t do simple training exercises, he was miserable and ready to just drop out and give up. Then Valentine “came into my room and offered to train me”. Even in the future Luke says that in their first interactions that Valentine saved him. That he is the one who made Luke into a shadowhunter. Well truth be told Valentine made Luke more of an assistant Shadowhunter, to him, but it is still farther than Luke was getting on his own, and its completely genuine when he says he loved and worshiped Valentine. You see why he was so blind to what Valentine (Stop trying to pretend you were always in the right Lucian) what both of them were becoming. Valentine gave Luke a life as a shadowhunter, and then he took it away. Valentine thought he was covering himself, that he was getting rid of a doubtful ally before he had a chance to become an enemy.

Getting Luke turned into a werewolf was easily the biggest mistake of Valentine’s life. Shadowhunter Luke was never able to do anymore than listen to Valentines orders and carry them out with no thought but how much doing so would please Valentine (Shadowhunter Luke= Valentines pet lap dog.) Werewolf Luke could say no. He could fight Valentine to a stand still at least, beat him at best. Werewolf Luke had knowledge and insight as to the needs of both Downworlders and Shadowhunters, and used that knowledge paired with Valentine’s impediment threats to rally the downworlders and get them to force the clave to give up 4 seats on the council. Because of Luke Valentines war caused Downworlders to get more rights instead of less. (Shadowhunter Luke=Valentines pet lap dog. Werewolf Luke= has more brains and skill than Valentine) Valentine thought he was getting rid of a potential threat when he had Luke turned; instead he gave his strongest supporter the push needed to break away from him, and the motivation to take become the man who had enough power to foil all his plans. That their is Irony at its finest my friends. I love it.

And Now 1.) Jace and Simon

This is hands down the best relationship in TMI and should I ever make a top 5 relationships This one will definitely be in it. How can they not when they are literary the TSC equivalent of Batman and Superman. (I mean that quite literally by the way. Jace is Batman: A hero who lived a life of pain and loss and used that as a motivation to protect people and prevent harm. Simon is Superman: A hero who wasn’t born into this world, these people weren’t always his people, but he decided that this was his home now and he was going to make it a better place.) There are so many things I love about these two I love how well their relationship was paced in how as they got to know each other more they transitioned from enemies to rivals to friends to family. I love their banter. these two together make me laugh more than any other pair. The number one thing I love about Jace and Simon is how careful CC was to keep them standing on Equal ground.

I meant they weren’t equal when it came to who had Clary’s affections. No Jace won that battle the moment Clary ditched simon, who was in the process of asking her out, to go find out who Jace was and what he was doing at the club. But lets look at virtually every other factor. Both are young men only 16 who have suffered the loss of a loved one before and are fiercely loyal and protective of the ones they have left. Neither are always sure who they can trust. In book 1 Jace is introduced s having vanquished more demons than anyone else in their age group, Before the end of Book 1 Simon is revealed to be skilled in archery and uses that skill to vanquish an incredibly dangerous Greater Demon. In book 2 Simon dies then is brought back from the dead to rise again, Jace does the same, through admittingly different methods, one book later. Jace is from a powerful race of hunters (shadowhunters), lets make Simon a member of a another powerful race of hunters (vampires and then Shadowhunters). Oh it looks like Jace has extra gifts his blood is special. Jace gives Simon his blood and Simon now has extra gifts to. Both of them have been hunted over their gifts, both have tried to help and protect the other. Jace giving Simon that Blood was a huge sacrifice and then he sacrificed for him again by admitting what he did to Valentine, knowing it will anger Valentine and could cause him to lose love for Jace. So in the second half of the series Simon starts Sacrificing for Jace. He gives up not only the mark of Chain which protected him from harm, but also a beloved memory connecting him to his own late father. Jace showed Simon a lot of the Shadoworld, and Simon returned that by teaching Jace aspects of mundane life. He told him pop culture references, let him stay with him in his apartment, taught him to play video games, and even took him grocery shopping. (Ask me why Jace seems more human when he is with Simon yet more like a fantasy man with Clary)

After reading Tales From The Shadowhunting Academy I will say that Jace was the ONLY one of the TMI gang who deserved to get Simon back. He is the only one who ever seemed to think about how Simon must be feeling or made any effort to be there for him. Alec and Magnus ignored Simon and acted like they didn’t care that he was back, while Isabelle and Clary were both incredibly selfish and only seemed to think of themselves. They actually had the audacity to blame Simon for not remembering them, and make him feel more like crap for not being able to just walk back into a life they knew he couldn’t remember, knowing that he sacrificed his memories to save THEIR lives. Clary Isabelle I am so disappointed in you ladies. Jace you are doing great.

Ending this to anyone wondering if at this point if I ship Jimon; Yes. I think they would have made an awesome couple. I also think they are awesome as friends and brothers in law. Any way you slice it Jimon is top tear writing

This has been my top 5 TMI relationships. I will do a TID top 5 when I either learn how to make these smaller, or have the time to do one this long again. Heads up it will probably be the second one.

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The Gray Wolf-Canis Lupis 🐺

Today I want to talk about wolves. From their recovery in Europe, to their extinction in Japan. Today is for the grey wolves all over the Earth. The grey wolf, or Canis Lupis, is a canine native to the wilderness and remote areas of Eurasia and North America. It is the largest extant member of its family, with males averaging 43–45 kg (95–99 lb), and females 36–38.5 kg (79–85 lb). (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gray_wolf) With larger bodies than red wolves and less pointed features, they are pack hunters that chase down their prey. Generally wolves are apex predators, which means top predators. Tigers and humans are the only threat to it’s hunting. The gray wolf is also one of the world's best known and well researched animals, with more books written about it than any other wildlife species. Grey wolves native to Europe were exterminated during the middle ages. Being feared by humans they were eradicated from England during the reign of Henry VII due to enforced legislation. Wolves lasted longer in Scotland due to dense forests but were also exterminated in 1684. Denmark declared them exterminated around 1772. In 1786 Ireland declared their last wolf to have been killed. Sweden introduced a bounty on their wolves after their extermination of moose and reindeer forced the wolves to hunt their livestock. The wolf was exterminated in Sweden in 1966 and in Norway in 1973. Despite regular dispersals from Russia, the grey wolf was decimated in Finland in the 20th century. Their numbers in Finland increased after World War II however. During the 20th century grey wolves were considered extinct in Switzerland, however they have been coming back into the country from Italy since around 1990. Nazi Germany was actually the first country to place wolves under protection in 1934. Wolf hunting was institutionalized in France by a man by the name of Charelmagne. He even created a special corps of wolf hunters known as the louveterie. Luckily the louveterie was abolished after the French Revolution in 1789. Unfortunately it was re-established in 1814. Wolves were never quit exterminated in Eastern Europe, Wolf populations actually remained substantial in Romania with around 1,550 as their lowest point. Hunting of wolves continued in Greece, Albania, and the former Yugoslavia. The Wolf Extermination Committee was created in Kocevje, Slovenia in 1923. After the 1950s wolves began to recover in Europe as traditional pastoral and rural economies gave way. Italy has fully protected the grey wolf since 1976 and now holds a population of over 1,600. Italian wolves migrated the the Mercantour National Park in 1933 and at least fifty grey wolves were discovered in the Western Alps in the year 2000. By 2013 around 250 wolves lived in the Western Alps. Despite hundreds of Iberian Wolves being illegally killed annually in Spain the population expanded and went south across the country. Wolves have recovered in most parts in Europe, despite being considered as game animals in some countries if they cause problems. Wolf populations in Russia have remained rather steady through the years and are kept in check with harvesting every year. In North America the wolf was a native predator and slowly eradicated as the americas were colonized. By the 20th century, the species had almost disappeared from the eastern USA, excepting some areas of the Appalachians and the northwestern Great Lakes Region. As bison herds started disappearing due to human hunting wolfs started declining even more. Thousands of wolves were killed from the early 1950s to the early 1960s, humans viewed then as dangerous to their livestock and deer herds. This campaign was halted in 1970 and the populations of wolves started to go back up. As humans realized that ecosystems in America depend on predators they started making efforts to ring them back. In 1995, wolves from Alberta and British Columbia were relocated to Yellowstone National Park and Idaho. They flourished their and now have stable packs with declared hunting grounds. In Canada wolves now cover about 80% of their historical grounds. In Alaska wolves number from 6,000 to 7,000 and its legal to hunt them during certain seasons with limits. Wolves now co-exist rather well with humans in North America. In Japan wolves became extinct during the Meiji era due to an extermination campaign called the ōkami no kujo. The Meiji Era promoted farming and the wolf was deemed as a menace. The last Japanese wolf was killed in 1905. There was seemingly no adverse affects to their disappearance in Japan, unlike when they disappeared in North America. Wolves are a unique predator and are often necessary in keeping ecosystems healthy, but they must be able to co-exist with humans or face extinction.

#wolves #greywolves #canis lupus #animal conservation

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