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{{Tab}}We can’t accept death. We can’t accept accidents. Chaos is an offense against us. Misfortune claims our friends: She loses her job and he loses his father to cancer. The most terrifying thing to consider is that, underneath the semblance of chance, there might be reasons for these things: inescapable karma. We can’t accept these things, but the Euthanatoi can. At the very least, they try. Karma — Fate — is inescapable, and the Euthanatoi know that Fate has its reasons.
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{{Tab}}Only a century or so — some say even mere decades — ago, the Black Spirals Dancers were considered an historical anomaly: a tribe of bastards seduced and corrupted by the Wyrm. Sacrificing their sanity in exchange for dark powers, the Black Spirals acted as the disciples of a minor cult. For each Spiral hiding in the night, ten Garou waited to hunt him down. Though the werewolves of this tribe had always been dangerous, most of Gaia’s defenders thought of them as insane monsters, villains hunted by ambitious heroes in search of honor and glory.
  
{{Tab}}Some portrayals of Euthanatoi have been unbelievably grim and others have been apologist to a fault. While some fate mages do stand at these extremes, the majority are men and women who’ ve decided to take ultimate responsibility for destiny’s tides — in themselves and others. It’s an unrewarding task, fraught with self-doubt, dehumanization, and even the madness of Jhor. Why would anyone join the darkest Tradition?
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{{Tab}}The world has changed since then. As the Apocalypse draws closer, the Wyrm’s strength increases. The Garou do not understand their most dangerous foes, failing to see them for what they really are: their own reflection. Gaia’s defenders charge into battle against Hives of Black Spirals, not realizing that their greatest enemy is not without, but within. Corruption has festered throughout the Garou Nation. As a result, more Garou fall before the Black Spirals each year, not under assaults of fangs and claws, but by the subtle seduction of the Wyrm’s lure.
  
{{Tab}}Someone has to.
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{{Tab}}The seeds of corruption have already been planted. As the Earth Mother dies, the oldest werewolves are overwhelmed by the call of Harano. As they fall into introspection, these elders gaze into the maw of hell and realize their destiny. Cubs insist that the same fate will not befall them; instead, they indulge freely in rage, allowing hatred to overcome reason. Anger destroys souls as surely as apathy.
  
{{Tab}}They kill; we can’t deny it. It would be convenient to say that they kill the right people, every time — that the terminal patient wants the sweet release of death, or that the abuser can never be reformed. After all, Euthanatoi can look into people’ s hearts and weigh their chances to heal or redeem themselves. But that supernatural perception comes from human eyes, human minds and human hearts. Anger can cloud such sight, and detachment can erode the basic empathy a Wheel-turner needs to do her job.
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{{Tab}}While some werewolves are born into the Black Spirals’ tribe, many fall into the Wyrm’s tendrils because of their own tragic failings. Once a werewolf has lost her will to resist temptation, she learns to accept the pain of unseen wounds and embrace the horror within herself. Pain is a path to her own destruction, a journey leading straight into the depths of Malfeas. Fallen Garou are drawn to the center of the Black Spiral. And once they cross over, they are eagerly welcomed by the winning side....
  
  
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Latest revision as of 14:30, 14 May 2023

Background


xxxxxOnly a century or so — some say even mere decades — ago, the Black Spirals Dancers were considered an historical anomaly: a tribe of bastards seduced and corrupted by the Wyrm. Sacrificing their sanity in exchange for dark powers, the Black Spirals acted as the disciples of a minor cult. For each Spiral hiding in the night, ten Garou waited to hunt him down. Though the werewolves of this tribe had always been dangerous, most of Gaia’s defenders thought of them as insane monsters, villains hunted by ambitious heroes in search of honor and glory.

xxxxxThe world has changed since then. As the Apocalypse draws closer, the Wyrm’s strength increases. The Garou do not understand their most dangerous foes, failing to see them for what they really are: their own reflection. Gaia’s defenders charge into battle against Hives of Black Spirals, not realizing that their greatest enemy is not without, but within. Corruption has festered throughout the Garou Nation. As a result, more Garou fall before the Black Spirals each year, not under assaults of fangs and claws, but by the subtle seduction of the Wyrm’s lure.

xxxxxThe seeds of corruption have already been planted. As the Earth Mother dies, the oldest werewolves are overwhelmed by the call of Harano. As they fall into introspection, these elders gaze into the maw of hell and realize their destiny. Cubs insist that the same fate will not befall them; instead, they indulge freely in rage, allowing hatred to overcome reason. Anger destroys souls as surely as apathy.

xxxxxWhile some werewolves are born into the Black Spirals’ tribe, many fall into the Wyrm’s tendrils because of their own tragic failings. Once a werewolf has lost her will to resist temptation, she learns to accept the pain of unseen wounds and embrace the horror within herself. Pain is a path to her own destruction, a journey leading straight into the depths of Malfeas. Fallen Garou are drawn to the center of the Black Spiral. And once they cross over, they are eagerly welcomed by the winning side....


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