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There exist two types of Gods; those that were created through the beliefs of the peoples who believe in them, and those that rose to godhood through their own power.

Those who have come about through their followers belief gain their power though said belief and are subject to having their powers fade away should their followers dwindle.

Those that have forged their own divinity are subject to this affect as well but they will keep their innate power and will not fade away completely even if they are forgotten.

The origins of the first Lycanthrope are not commonly know, but most in Burgdalin believe in the stories taught by the Church of the Burg. This doctrine stated that the lycanthropes progenitor was the leader of a 'cult' that sought to strike down the first King of Burgdalin and free the people from the shackles of the 'Holy King's' rule.

However before their plan could come to fruition a member of the 'cult' abandoned their ways, defecting, and fleeing to the protection of the kingdom with the news that there was to be an assassination attempt on the kings life. Enraged by this betrayal the 'cult's' leader made a deal with an unknown goddess that in exchange for the strength to cut down their foes, they would become servants of the wild and they would eliminate that would do it harm. The leader then launched an assault on Burgdalin's capital, which grew into a several week long unrelenting attack.

In this grueling siege the 'cult's' warriors fighting slowly became filled with ever-growing furry and bloodlust, they became more and more powerful as the days went by. Until the final night of the siege. The kingdoms army awoke to a the screaming of a child that was quickly silenced, it came from inside the city walls. As the full moon rose, it was seen as hundreds of large beasts climbed and flew over the walls, descending all they came across, slaughtering indiscriminately and seemingly unfazed by all manner of weaponry. Cries were heard from those that had managed to escape screaming as their bones cracked, snapping in to new shapes, skin tore weaving itself a new, deforming the afflicted into monstrous beasts, the same that had attacked them.