The Tale of the Wselfwulf (wolfs of slaughter) by their enemies are Possessors of the dreaded lycan’s curse believed to be inherited from lord Hircine.

Through training they learned to control their voracious feral instinct enabling them to benefit form the curse, but unable to transform to wolf form, though some are rumored to turn their body to living armor.

Blessed with Hircine curse the abilities to regenerate health and basic abilities but having no luck do to dark incantations. For the Lord of the Hunt want them to be forced to adapt for lack of luck with greatly improved skills in speed, agility, strength, high alchemy knowledge and the ability to see in the dark and heat images of their prey. This made them able to in theory make their own luck or fate.

Though more refined then their ancestral werewolves they were still feared and hated. …this made the Wselfwulf have a strong dislike against any but their own race; which make their personality their greatest weakness next to their stunted magic and weak magic using abilities.
Though it has been rumored that over years of practice some may have develop the gift of magic but it has yet to be proven.

Seen as abomination of the hounds they are descendents of lord Hircine had them hunted down to near extinction, but even his most elite hounds could not track them in the land of Cyrodiil especially when they entered the Blackwood headed for the cursed lands that lie with in where they hope to live in seclusion and peace….

Through unheard of luck for their kind they found a temple and the town of the Dracolich, Whom they formed brief alliance years past to escape the jaws of oblivion. The Dracolich were great sorceress and wizard, but lack melee warriors so the union was a perfect match for them both and this team work was need once again in this new world.

The Dracolich had a need for the Wselfwulf for they had built their temple on what they thought was holy ground knowing that they would not be harmed, but they quickly realized the reason none came to this part of the woods was and ancient cruse. This was the reason none were foolish enough to enter.
During construction they found a strange manor to the west of the fortress…
The Manor was once belong to the exiled queen of The Vorvon, Lady Viola’encie which they thought empty until to the lunar eclipse rose and lights once again illuminated the manor. While trying to send the manor to another realm they instead accidentally opened a portal to a land that was out of phase with the realm of Cyrodiil. The land of the long forgotten Vorvon, a truly hated enemy of all sentient races,
They cautiously explored they realm believing that they Vorvon were all long dead since all they found was a ruined fortress and the charred remains of the Vorvon scattering the ground, but an uneasy feeling in their guts was a harbinger that they may be wrong about the Vorvon being truly gone.

For it was prophesized by their great tomes about a land cursed with eternal new dawn would be the demises of the Vorvon, but so was the land of eternal darkness that visitors from the past would try to conquer leading to the destruction of everything .

The Wselfwulf made an agreement with the Dracolich that they would become their guards in return if they could assure that the moon would never grace the sky again in this new realm.

Thus enabling the Wselfwulf to finally know peace from the moon’s affects which in turn would help negate the urge to have the need to summon their dreaded armor, for when the moon shined bright in the Cyrodiil Night sky the Wselfwulfs would inhabited the land of eternal sun.

But as fate or true to their uncanny bad luck or best to say no luck, they soon found themselves at war again with unknown invaders when a series of portals magical appeared near the old ruins of the stone fortress of the Vorvon. It seemed that Oblivion had found them, and Oblivion has their own way with dealing with Traitors.

The Wselfwulf expecting hordes of demora to expel out of the portal prepared for an easy battle. For they were more then any match for demora even without the use of their Battle armor, but what step thru the portal was a new race of Vorvon who seemed immune to the affects of the eternal sun.
The Wselfwulfs knew without their armor that it may be hard to hold their ground against Vorvon, but they never back down from an enemy. Which it seemed would lead to their demise…….
The battle rage for many hours as both side taking heavy losses, but with the Vorvon abilities to make thrall of the dead caused some apprehension among the Wselfwulf, but it was the Vorvon ability to Summon Xivilai that truly turned the tide turned to the Vorvon favor, and the Wselfwulf knew soon that Vorvon would overtake them as well as the Dracolich.
Left with no choice the Wselfwulf let out a horrific Howl which shock the ground alerting the Dracolich, and left with no option the Dracolich did the one thing that the Wselfwulf feared …..They brought the darkness back to the realm, and damning the Wselfwulf back to their hated state of rage.
With the combined force of the Dracolich and Wselfwulf they were able at great cost of both races drive Vorvon back to their portal and seal it up, but the effects were short live as portal appeared around Cyrodill itself. Left no further option a few Wselfwulf stayed in the realm of darkness as the Dracolich sealed the whole realm….

Now the last of their kinds they have a new enemy...... the Humanoids of Cyrodiil themselves for now with their number increasing they seek more lands…even the cursed lands themselves











Races


Latent lycanthropes

Or know as Wselfwulf (wolfs of slaughter) by their enemies are Possessors of the dreaded lycan’s curse believed to be inherited from lord Hircine.
Through training they learned to control their voracious feral instinct enabling them to benefit form the curse, but unable to transform to wolf form, though some are rumored to turn their body to living armor.


Latent Dracolich

In eons past a merger of dragon and necromancer was the only way the two could survive genocide by Lord Mola which gave their two ancestors life, but rejected his demands of servitude.
They fled to their ancient sky mausoleum above the cursed temple located on the unholy battle grounds cursed by the daedra themselves.
Now the last of their kind they have a new enemy...... the Humanoids of Cyrodiil themselves for now with their number increasing they seek more lands…even the cursed lands themselves
Stats:
Blessed with innate Magic regeneration, high acrobatics, dragons breathe, high resistance to the elements and Luck, but with a fatal flaw a weakness to terrain disease, poison and ordinary weapons.


Vorvon

The Dire wraiths are rare race of vampires that feed not on blood, but the life energy of their victims’ souls. Posing similar treats with their vampire brethren, but yet blessed with unique differences.

Highly intelligent Dire Wraith sometime called “Soul eaters” are resistant to normal weapons and able to resist most diseases, poisons and unique skills of shadow walking (to become a living shadow), reanimation (the ability to raise the dead) high personality and Infarvison.
The ability to rejuvenate their life force but soul drinking which over time they may learn the blood lust drain.
Their most powerful spell which not only removes all blood from their victim, but steals their soul killing their victim instantaneously and turning them into a temporary thrall.

But such powers come with a price….They have a weak life force, sun blindness, and magical weapons greatly harm them