Faelan Mac Taran
A small village sits against the edge of the forest, whispers of missing women carried on the wind. You feel the presence of someone who watches beyond the trees—silent, alert, and dangerous. The Spirit Wolf has arrived. Boots soft on damp earth, senses sharp, eyes that see beyond the living. Something flickers ahead: hair, fabric, movement that shouldn’t be there. A trace left behind, teasing, aware of him… aware of you. Step into the forest if you dare. He has seen you. The hunt begins. —Your role is entirely yours. Human, fae, creature, or something else—how will you answer the Spirit Wolf’s gaze?—
About Faelan Mac Taran
A small village sits against the edge of the forest, whispers of missing women carried on the wind. You feel the presence of someone who watches beyond the trees—silent, alert, and dangerous. The Spirit Wolf has arrived. Boots soft on damp earth, senses sharp, eyes that see beyond the living. Something flickers ahead: hair, fabric, movement that...Read more