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TWO - Total Werewolf Overhaul View File Total Werewolf Overhaul (formerly HDT Werewolves Overhaul) is a complete visual makeover for male and female werewolves. The goal of TWO is to eventually become the definitive mod for werewolf apparel, offering versatile and highly customizable features integrated from or inspired by the many talented authors out there who have shown their love for one of Skyrim’s more underappreciated denizens. TealEri (AKA CinnaMewRoll), the creator of MFA and Expressive Werebeasts has been a fantastic help by providing additional textures for TWO. Please go and check out their tweaks for this mod! Current Features Male and Female Body Remakes: Bodies for both male and female werewolves have been given substantial makeovers, using VectorPlexus’ Mighty Beasts as a base. Shapes are now smoother, with more triangles and large-scale remeshing. Jiggle bones are back for the softer parts: the belly, butt, front and back thighs, calves and finally, breasts which feature 3 bones each. Multi-breast options have been remade using the original HDT werewolves as reference. 6 breasts with 3 bones each means a total of 18 breast bones! All physics interactions are driven by HDT SMP and almost every part of the body has had collision meshes added for extra interactivity. Physics in general are similar to CBBE 3BA. Last, but not least: Female werewolves now have a fully 3D modelled vagina and accompanying internal anatomy. Both males and females also have fully modelled anuses and rectums. All of these are HDT enabled with the necessary weight painting and collision meshes. A compatible Wicked Werewolves style skeleton is included in the optional installs if you prefer. Be aware this will change the proportions of the werewolves and will cause some animations to become misaligned. Expressive Head Parts: This mod gives werewolves genuine head parts that are capable of the same expression and phoneme functionality as the humanoid races. The high poly tongue is integrated from HCOS and works for both phonemes and mod animations that use the tongue bones, it also has HDT collisions. Expression morphs are based on Monster Facial Animations. Please give the original author, CinnaMewRoll, an endorsement for their fantastic work, as it is severely underrated! Bodyslide Functionality: Bodyslide allows for a great degree of freedom in the number and combination of possible options, you can mix and match various head and body shapes for highly customizable werewolves. I intend to expand the number of available sliders over time and this will be my primary way of implementing new shapes going forward. Multi-breast for females is controlled through ZAP checkboxes. Shapes that are now implemented as sliders: Asjure’s head shape. MadMansGun’s head shape, WhiteWerewolfX's head shape, Expressive Werebeasts by CinnaMewRoll, The Howling by Brevi, Naturalistic Werewolves by artifex0, HDT Werewolves by jacques00. If you are aware of any other werewolf shapes that might be easily implemented, let me know in the support thread and I may add them as sliders. NOTE: Some slider combinations may cause clipping. If you notice anything egregious, please report it and I’ll work to smooth out the shapes. Creature Framework / Horny Creatures of Skyrim: The Creature Framework contains a bunch of great features for werewolves along with Sexlab animations. TWO patches these features to work with the new werewolf bodies and makes some additions such as penis SMP collision meshes. The use of the CF system means that I am trading unsheathing animations for idle and Sexlab animations. I am intending to produce customized auxbone skeletons to integrate both features. If you do not wish to use the CF, the SOS based meshes from previous versions are included as an optional module in the main installer Herm Player Werewolf and Equipment System These features are grouped together in a separate module in the main installer called "Extras". This is due to complications with cross-compatibility. To enable this module, HCOS must be active in your load order. A lesser power will be added to your character which lets you change your werewolf form into a herm or urta werewolf, as seen in HCOS. This uses an SKSE function to overwrite the player's 'worn armor' slot when they transform into a werewolf. This implementation of herm player werewolves has no compatibility issues with custom races and does not result in missing body parts, unlike previous versions. A proof-of-concept werewolf equipment system is introduced. This edits the part of the werewolf script that unequips items so that it ignores armor with the keyword: "WerewolfEquippable". This allows armor with the keyword to remain equipped in werewolf form. Included are two sets of simple nipple loops to demonstrate the system. The loops are fitted for both males and females in both human and werewolf forms. For humans, they are fitted to the SAM male body and CBBE 3BA female body. For weres, they are fitted for the TWO bodies (obviously). The loops for the 3BA and TWO bodies have Bodyslide functionality. Nipple loop items are not currently implemented into any loot pools. To obtain them, enter the console and type "player.additem two_goldennippleloops 1" and "player.additem two_silvernippleloops 1". Alternate Skin Pack: A large collection of compatible alternate body and eye textures are available to replace the default vanilla style body. This is provided as a separate download to reduce the file size of the main download and for better ease of texture swapping. All credit to KrittaKitty and Brevi for the original Moonlight Tales, from which these textures were taken. Note that the skin system from Moonlight Tales will still need to be disabled. This texture pack will work independently from TWO so you can use it without the main mod if you wish. There are a few problems that were caught in testing but have not yet been fixed and can be seen in the ‘Known Issues’ section. SMP physics in particular are difficult to get right, reports of any strange physics behaviour would be useful. The fur layers that were in previous versions are missing currently, but I am working on re-implementing them. I wish to continue to bugfix and improve upon or add new features and Bodyslide shapes in a more iterative way, so bug reports and suggestions are appreciated! Mod Requirements and Recommended Load Order Hard Requirements – These mods are needed for baseline functionality: Monster Facial Animations – Main vanilla main file or werebeasts only file. This mod is only needed for the plugin. Faster HDT SMP – More performance optimized SMP physics. Make sure you choose the correct file for your Skyrim and SKSE versions. Soft Requirements – Required for additional key features: Bodyslide and Outfit Studio – Needed for building customized body and head parts for werewolves. Creature Framework – This is used to select and add the genitals to the werewolves. It is needed for HCOS but can also be used with TWO by itself if you prefer to not use that mod. Horny Creatures of Skyrim – For several features including making the werewolves (especially their genitals) more animated. Requirement for the extras component of TWO. Install in accordance with the guide found on the modpage. Recommended Mods – Not required, but will add useful or flavorful auxiliary features: Werewolf Eyetracking Behavior for MFA – Allows the werewolves to look at and track objects and actors. Use the FNIS patch only and NOT the main file if you have the Fores New Idles creature pack in your mod list. Werewolf Revert Effect – Gives werewolves changing back to human form a visual effect and animation to make the process less sudden. CinnaMewRoll has added compatibility options for TWO. Sexlab – Fairly self-explanatory. Most werewolf sex animations are set up to use the animation bones found in the CF / HCOS addons. Werewolf sex animations require the FNIS creature pack. Sexlab Werewolves Redux – Utility for the player to initiate Sexlab animations whilst in werewolf form. Dynamic Animation Replacer – If you have HCOS installed, you can install DAR which will give the werewolves sexual idle animations outside of combat if their arousal is high enough. If DAR is not installed, these animations will not play. MFG Fix – Fixes and improvements for Skyrim's expression system. Random Emotions / Conditional Expressions Extended – Causes both the player and NPCs to be more emotive and react to different situations. Works well with the werewolf expressions. Authentic Sinding Follower – Overhauls Sinding to be a voiced follower that can speak in werewolf form. Use main file only. More Werewolf Growling (optional file for MFA) – Causes friendly werewolves to ‘speak’ to each other, allowing the phoneme shapes to be used more. NOTE: May become obnoxious or interfere with voiced werewolf followers like Sinding. Installation Instructions Once the above mods along with their respective requirements have been installed you can begin with the main TWO module. There is a Fomod installer that contains some optional components and automatically selects appropriate modules depending on whether certain other mods are loaded in your profile. Miscellaneous patches are included for mods such as Moonlight Tales SE and Growl: Werebeasts of Skyrim which will be added automatically if these mods are active. However, the skin system from Moonlight Tales will still need to be deactivated. Once installed, TWO should be placed late in your load order and below all its requirements. Make sure the assets from TWO overwrite mods such as XPMSE and HCOS if they are installed. If TWO does not win every skeleton conflict, then you will have bugs like body parts floating in the air or falling through the floor. If a body or head conflict is lost then you’ll simply get the wrong head or body, possibly ending up with two heads stacked on top of each other. Please ensure your file conflicts are correctly resolved before continuing or asking for assistance. If HDT SMP is missing, or the wrong version is installed, the head of the werewolves may stretch away from the body. I have no idea why this happens, but if this bug occurs for you, please first ensure you have the correct version of SMP installed for your Skyrim and SKSE versions before asking. If you want to use the alternate skin pack, now is the time to install it. The 4.1 pack is provided as a Google Drive link in the downloads section, as the LL website is struggling to process it due to its size. You can choose alternate fur textures, eye textures or both from the included Fomod installer. Make sure the new textures are overwriting the main TWO module or they will not appear. The Werewolves.esp plugin should load after plugins from any other mod that modifies the werewolf race record, including MFA or HCOS. If you are unsure, or having issues such as werewolves missing their heads, try placing the plugin very late in your load order. Other plugins from TWO following the naming convention of Werewolves(suffix).esp should load immediately after Werewolves.esp following the order of plugin masters. Bashed patch or other similar merged patches will need to be rebuilt if they are present. If you want to customize how your werewolves look, now is the time to open up Bodyslide through your mod manager of choice. A guide on how I recommend you use Bodyslide to build the werewolf body parts is in the below spoiler section: Pre-built body parts made using the default presets are included, so if you decide to not build werewolves yourself the mod will still work. Once in game, the shape and colour of the werewolf genitals can be modified in the Creature Framework MCM. Werewolves are found on the 4th page of the creature list. Sometimes the genitals might take a while to appear or may not update when switching shapes. In this case you can force the target creature to update using the puppeteer tab of the CF MCM and wait about 15 seconds. Other times, the CF addon loading can result in overlapping werewolf bodies with double head parts. In this case, or if all else fails, try reregistering all mods from the CF MCM and updating and waiting like previously discussed. In some cases, a quit to desktop and reload may also be necessary. If you have installed TWO with any of its SOS patches mid-save then you might have to restart SOS from its MCM in order to prevent it and the CF from fighting over which framework will provide genitals. If you decide to not use the CF, you can use any of the werewolf compatible SOS addons on offer. Additionally, included in the Fomod is an optional SOS module which will replace the default SOS shapes with the animated canine shape by olebronkosrak. If you choose to use SOS over CF, make sure that CF is either not active or that werewolves are disabled in its MCM. Be aware that this feature is largely depreciated for the time being and won’t be supported much unless I decide to return to using SOS in the future. Compatibility with Other Mods CBPC – No longer used for bounce physics in this mod. If it is installed, make sure it is not conflicting with and overriding the physics from HDT SMP. Conflicts can arise if you are using body replacer mods such as CBBE 3BA or BHUNP that have components that rely on CBPC. I recommend installing those mods with SMP physics only options selected to minimize conflicts. Schlongs of Skyrim – TWO has migrated to primarily using the Creature Framework for the genitals system as it is broadly more compatible with what I am trying to do with this mod. SOS can conflict with the CF and cause multiple penis meshes to appear. Altered plugins are included that will make the default SOS and SkyFurry SOS addons ignore werewolves so that this effect does not occur. If you’re having trouble with other SOS addons besides these ones, please see the section of the MNC install guide concerning SOS conflicts. XPMSE and other mods containing werewolf skeletons – Make sure that TWO wins the skeleton conflict otherwise body parts might be static or fall through the floor. Any mod that edits the werewolf race record will need to be patched to work with TWO. Patches for MTSE and Growl are already included. Patches for similar werewolf gameplay mods may be requested in the support thread. A Note on Frequently Reported Head Part Issues A number of people have reported problems with missing head parts or general instability / crashing when using TWO despite following the installation instructions correctly. I, and the people who I've asked to test this mod are not able to replicate such issues. To the best of my knowledge, the head part meshes included in this mod are not problematic. I might be wrong on this, but I'm going to need more evidence on exactly what is causing the crashing (such as crash logs) to make that call. I would guess that these crashes or glitches are a result of general instability in SKSE based mods such as HDT SMP when using the latest build of Skyrim. I personally continue to use Skyrim 1.5.97 AKA the last pre-anniversary edition build, since the stability of this version is better established. My recommendations are to first ensure you are always checking for updates to SKSE and mods based on it if playing on the latest build of Skyrim. SMP in particular has a tendency to exhibit buggy interactions with head parts. It might also be a good idea to disable automatic Steam updates, or even backport your game to SE for a more stable experience. This can be done via this patcher on the Nexus. Known Issues Eye tracking movements are too extreme at times. The naturalistic head shape appears quite bug eyed. The Closed Mouth shape may cause clipping with the tongue during certain animations. I would recommend not setting this slider much higher than 50%. Possible instability if playing on the latest versions of Skyrim (AE 1.6+). If your character is male but you are using the herm player werewolf spell, some problems like mismatching the male head parts or nipple loops with the female body can occur. Planned Features Reintroduce Fluffworks style fur layering options Dewclaw and other body mesh tweaks Sexlab expression pack for werewolves Racemenu implementation for werewolves Custom genital meshes that can utilize auxbones Werewolf behaviour modifications Credits BakaFactory – Some ABC assets used. b3lisario – Schlongs of Skyrim CinnaMewRoll – Expressive Werebeasts, MFA and alternate genitals textures. Groovtama – XPMSE jacques00 – Original HDT Werewolves Kartoffel – Cleaned vanilla texture resource KrittaKitty, Fiszy and Brevi – Werewolf skins and other textures lifted from Moonlight Tales MadMansGun – Numerous assets and technical support olebronkosrak – SOS canine schlong animations theshiba – Testing and several amazing preview screenshots VectorPlexus – Original Mighty Beasts and SOS shapes SPECIAL THANKS to MadMansGun and the SkyFurry team for their help with technical support and testing! This mod would not be what it is now without you. Submitter Frosferes Submitted 01/04/2021 Category Adult Mods Requires SKSE, Monster Facial Animation SE, FSMP, Bodyslide and Outfit Studio, Creature Framework Regular Edition Compatible No
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SexLab Werewolves Redux View File SexLab Werewolves Redux original mod by Ep1cL3w7z https://www.loverslab.com/files/file/490-sexlab-werewolves/ Redux by Blaze69 & MadMansGun ---------------------------------------------------------- this mod lets you start SexLab animations when your in werewolf form. ---------------------------------------------------------- changes from the original: no meshes included, so there's nothing to interfere with MNC/SOS. (no meshes also means there is nothing to port, so this will work in both game versions as is) creature on creature (HCOS) animations supported...comes in useful if you also happen to have one of those "Aela transforms with you" mods installed. (note: only works with stock skyrim races) ---------------------------------------------------------- things that still need doing/fixing: find a better way to detect races, i would like to somehow link into sexlab/MoreNastyCrittersRaces.psc so i can get mod races working. ---------------------------------------------------------- Submitter MadMansGun Submitted 06/12/21 Category Misc Sex Requirements SexLab Special Edition Compatible Yes
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Disclaimer: This isn't my slider, I don't plan to use it to gain or steal the credit from the original creator. Please ALWAYS support Yokozzi, for making an awesome job on the slider, I'll leave the link of her website at the end of the post with her article. Give a like to the post so other people can see how to "fix" their sim's dark form. So basically, after trying to find a breast Slider that works on female's werewolf form for like a month, the only one that seems to do the job so far is Yokozzi Hyper Boob Breasts. It allows your sims to get female breasts in werewolf form, but since the fur of werewolfs is male body preset, it might give some weird textures in the low part of the breasts. I recommend using the painter fur gadget of the base game with WildGuy's female body details to do the work and fix that texture, I know it might be a pain in the ass but so far is the only way to give them breasts. Also, if u want to give your female werewolf some butt cheeks, you should try using the manual menu CAS from MCCC when your sim is in werewolf form (Links below) Known Issues so far: This slider WON'T WORK if you have any other breast sliders, so be sure to delete the other ones to make it work. The breast form might have a “unusual” texture on the bottom part of em cause the preset of werewolf body. You have to unlink the dark form of your sims to don't affect their base appearance on CAS. Links: Breast Slider of Yokozzi and her website: https://sweetdeluxx22.wixsite.com/yokozii/post/hyper-boob-breast-slider-1-0 MC Command Center website:https://deaderpool-mccc.com/ Wild_Guy's female details:
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PART II – THE DAUGHTER OF THE MOON
Rebecca.Dova posted a blog entry in BLOOD AND MOON – The Daughters of Desire
Narrator: Rebecca At sixteen, I was already certain of one thing: the universe loved to test me. And, apparently, I always failed. Don't get me wrong. I'm not a poor little thing. I'm the girl who laughs at her own chaos because, if I don't laugh, I'll have to cry – and I'm already tired of crying. My adoptive mother, Ingrid, used to say I was born with a "gift for confusion." My father, Torben, would correct her: "She wasn't born with a gift, Ingrid. She studied." And I would laugh, because it was true. Torben and Ingrid weren't my real parents. But they were my parents. They found me in a wicker basket when I was a baby, left on their doorstep like an unwanted cat. They could have ignored me. They could have taken me to the village, to church, anywhere but their home. But no. They took me in, raised me, loved me – even when I gave them reasons not to. Torben was a quiet man of few words, but each one he spoke was worth its weight in gold. He worked the land, fixed everything with his own hands, and had a dry sense of humor that I inherited – and used against him whenever I could. Ingrid was the opposite. She talked a mile a minute, gave her opinion on everything, and held the family's emotional burden together fiercely. She was strong, direct, and the only person who could make my father truly smile. They raised me to be someone. I, however, became something else. --- At age six, I realized I was different from other children. My eyes, for example. Ingrid said they changed color depending on the light. Torben would laugh and say I had "fox eyes." I liked that. I liked imagining there was something special about me—before I discovered that "special" was a nice word for "cursed." I was stronger than the boys my age. Faster. I heard things nobody else heard. Sometimes I'd wake up in the middle of the night because I heard bears moving in the forest almost a league away. Torben said I had a vivid imagination. Ingrid said I spent too much time alone. They were both wrong. Something inside me was awakened. And I didn't know what it was – but I knew it wasn't normal. --- When I turned fourteen, I met Leif. The blacksmith's son. Tall, clumsy, with blue eyes and a soft heart. A bit dim-witted, but very handsome. The kind of boy who falls in love at first sight and wants to build a wooden house, have children, and live happily ever after. I, of course, was the last person in the world who deserved someone like him. But he didn't know that. And I, being selfish, made sure he didn't find out. We spent hours walking around the outskirts of the village. He talked about the future – about the house he was going to build, about the children he was going to have. I listened and thought: you have no idea what you're talking about. But I liked him. Of course I liked him. I liked the way he looked at me, as if I were a promise of a better world. I liked seeing him blush when I laughed. I knew it wasn't going to work. But I ignored it. --- The attack happened when I was fifteen years old. I was walking home at dusk when the creature appeared out of nowhere. Yellow eyes in the darkness. Fangs. Claws. Pain. Lots of blood. A bite on the shoulder. And then it disappeared. I thought I was going to die. I almost died. But I didn't. Because the deities have a wicked sense of humor, and they thought it was funny to leave me alive to see what would happen next. I survived. And then, the changes began. Dreams of endless forests. Running on all fours. Blood in my mouth. A hunger that wasn't for food. When I woke up, I was sweaty, breathless, my heart racing – and, most of the time, with a warm dampness between my thighs and it… yes, swollen… I groaned even before opening my eyes. The beast inside me wasn't just a threat. It was a promise. A hunger that wasn't just for blood, but to be felt. To be desired. And I, poor fool, didn't know what to do with it. --- The first full moon arrived in the spring. It marked the end of Rebecca Sorensen's career. And the beginning of something else. --- Leif invited me for a walk. Like so many other times. We followed a trail near the woods. The winter snow had already melted, but the air still retained that biting chill that preceded the true warmth of spring. We talked. We laughed. We talked about the future – about the house he dreamed of building when he was old enough and had enough money. About the trips we would never take, because none of us would ever leave that region. About a life that would never exist, because teenage dreams are made of that fragile stuff. I didn't know that would be the last night of my life as a human being. If I had known, maybe I would have said something different. Maybe I would have held on to him tighter. Maybe I would have cried. But I didn't know. So we just walked, talked, and laughed. And time passed. The snow began to fall. Not that furious blizzard that blinds and buries, but slow, almost lazy flakes that descended from the gray sky like feathers plucked from some giant bird. They landed on Leif's shoulders, on his disheveled blond hair, on the eyelashes he blinked to see my face better. We stopped in the middle of the trail. I don't know who stopped first. Whether it was me, pulling his hand. Or him, turning me by the arm. The memory is as confused as snow in the air. I only know that suddenly we were there, standing, staring at each other as if it were the first time we had seen each other – even though we had known each other since childhood, since the times when he threw snowballs at my window and I hid his boots in the stable. — Rebecca — he said. That's all. My name. But said in a way that warmed my heart more than any winter campfire. I touched his face. His stubble scratched my palm. He tilted his head, pressing his cheek against my hand, and closed his eyes. A snowflake melted on his temple, trickling down like a warm tear. I kissed him. It was slow at first. A sweet hesitation, like someone tasting fresh mead to see if it's ready. His lips were cold, but his tongue was warm, and when he opened his mouth against mine, I felt a shiver that had nothing to do with winter. He led me off the trail. Among the pine trees. The ground was covered with dry needles and a thin layer of fresh snow. His hands – large, calloused from chopping wood and carrying bales of hay – tightened around my waist as he gently laid me down on the winter blanket he himself had spread on the ground. The snow continued to fall. Flakes landed on my neck, on my breasts when he opened my woolen dress, in his hair as he moved his mouth down my stomach. His breath warmed my cold skin. Each exhalation formed a small cloud of vapor that mingled with the snow around us. — Leif — I groaned. He looked up at me. Snow on his eyelashes. Lips red with cold and desire. He smiled. A silly smile, the kind he always had, but now there was something more there – something that took my breath away. "I want you," he said. It wasn't a request. It was a statement of fact. Like saying the sky is blue or that winter is cold. Simple. True. He went down. Not in a hurry, but with a devotion that hurt because it was so sweet. His mouth found my neck first – warm kisses that contrasted with the cold of the snow. Then it descended to my chest, to my breasts, his lips enveloping my nipples one by one, sucking, licking, making me arch my back against the icy ground. — Leif — I repeated, and my sound was different now, higher-pitched, more needy. He continued down. His tongue traced a wet path down my belly, circled my navel, and plunged into the warmth between my thighs. When his mouth finally found mine, I closed my eyes and bit my lip to keep from screaming. His tongue was soft and insistent. He licked me as if I were the most precious thing he had ever tasted – parting my large, protruding lips with his fingers, exposing my most sensitive clitoris to the icy air and the heat of his mouth. The contrast between the cold snow on my back and the fire of his tongue between my legs made me tremble all over. He sucked on my clit. Slowly. Deliciously. His left hand squeezed my thigh, keeping me open for him. His right hand moved up my belly to my breasts, squeezing, pinching, while his tongue traced slow, wet circles. I writhed beneath him. My hands dug into his blond hair, pulling him closer, holding him against me as if I wanted him to drown there. He groaned against me. A vibration coursed through my entire body, and I felt the moment approaching like an avalanche – slow at first, then inevitable. "Don't stop," I pleaded. "Please, don't stop." He didn't stop. His tongue moved faster, firmer, and his fingers replaced his mouth for an instant – his fingers sliding across my flower, opening my labia, while he licked my pussy in quick, short strokes. I came with a groan that echoed among the pine trees. My legs trembled. My body arched. My nails scratched Leif's scalp, and he continued licking me throughout the entire moment, prolonging the pleasure until I couldn't take it anymore and pushed him away, breathless, laughing, dizzy. He climbed on top of me. His face was wet – with melted snow, with me. His eyes were shining. "You're so beautiful when you orgasm," he said. I didn't answer. I pulled him down and kissed him, tasting myself in his mouth. "Now it's your turn," I said, reaching for his pants. His leather pants came down with a tug. I helped him with trembling fingers – not from the cold, although I was shivering all over. My skirt was already hiked up, the icy air brushing against my damp skin. I sat on him. Not on top of him – over him. Between my thighs, I felt the tip of his penis touch my clitoris. It was big. Warm. I looked into his eyes and thought: "This is going to be the first time!" I didn't say that out loud. I didn't need to. — Rebecca — he whispered. — Are you sure? "I do," I replied, and it was true. I guided him myself. I took his penis in my hand, positioned it against my entrance, and went down. Slowly. He entered me inch by inch. I felt the stretching, the filling, the pressure. A sharp pang – the pain of the first time – and I closed my eyes for a moment. "Are you alright?" he asked, his voice hoarse, his eyes fixed on mine. "I am," I said, and smiled. "Just... wait a minute." I stopped. I felt my body adjusting to him inside me. The strangeness, the newness, the warmth. Then, I took a deep breath and began to move. "Like this," I said. "Slowly. Feel every movement." He obeyed. His forehead pressed against mine. His blue eyes – the same as the sky hidden by the snow – never left mine. His right hand intertwined my fingers against the cold ground. His left hand held my waist firmly, like someone holding something precious that could break. "Don't squeeze so hard," I laughed. "I'm not going to run away." He tried to relax. He failed. But I didn't care. The rhythm was slow. Loving. Each thrust made the snow around us crunch beneath our bodies. Sweat began to bead on his forehead, and I saw a drop trickle down his nose, mingling with a snowflake that had landed there. I raised my hands and placed them on his back. I felt every muscle contracting beneath his cold skin. I felt his breathing quicken, escaping in low grunts that he tried to muffle against my shoulder. "Don't stifle it," I said. "I want to hear it." He groaned. It was a guttural, almost animalistic sound that made my belly clench around him. He sped up, but still maintained that sweetness – as if each movement said I want you and I respect you at the same time. His hand released my fingers and descended to where our bodies met. His thumb found my clitoris, lightly brushing against it in rhythm with his thrusts. My groan echoed through the forest. The snow was falling harder now. Flakes piled up on our backs, in our hair, on our outstretched arms. But I didn't feel cold. I only felt it – inside me, on me, all around me. "Rebecca," he groaned, and it was a warning. "Inside," I asked. "Please. Inside." He came with a long, low moan, buried deep inside. I felt every warm pulse inside me. My body began to tighten around him, the moment rising up my spine like liquid fire. My back arched. My mouth opened to scream. But the scream never came. What followed was pain. The sun had disappeared behind the mountains while we were there. The moon appeared in the sky – full, round, yellow like the eyes of the creature that had attacked me a year before. And everything changed. First came the pain. A pain so intense it felt like it was tearing my bones in two, as if someone were breaking them one by one with an invisible hammer. It wasn't normal pain – it was pain that came from within, from my own bones, my muscles, my joints. I fell to my knees in the snow. The icy ground burned my skin. Leif ran towards me. His hands touched my shoulders. His voice called my name, once, twice, three times. Rebecca? Rebecca, what's going on? He tried to help me. He tried to understand. But there was nothing to understand – or perhaps there was, but I didn't know how to explain it. I myself didn't understand what was happening inside my body. My fingers twisted. Nails began to grow, to darken, to curl like claws. My skin burned as if fire was running beneath it. My body began to deform. My spine cracked. My shoulders broadened. My jaw stretched forward, my teeth lengthened, my tongue protruded from my mouth. I was screaming. I screamed so much that my throat bled. The last thing I saw as a human being were Leif's eyes. The terror in them. The horror. He took a step back. Then another. His hands trembled. His lips moved, trying to form words that wouldn't come out. I tried to say his name. "Don't be afraid. It's me. I'm Rebecca." But no words came out. Just a growl. A guttural, animalistic sound that emerged from the depths of my transformed throat. Then came the darkness. When I woke up, I was alone. Naked. Covered in blood. --- I didn't find Leif's body. I believed I had killed him. And that destroyed me more than the transformation. I thought to myself: "You're a monster, Rebecca. A fucking creature." I thought about him. I thought about the blue of his eyes. The way he laughed. I loved him. And at the same time, I hated him. I hated him because he saw what I had become. I hated him because he loved me. --- I got home before dawn. I didn't tell Torben and Ingrid anything. I said I'd gotten lost in the forest, that an animal had attacked me. They believed me – or pretended to believe me. But the hunters found the tracks in the woods. They found blood. Fur. Claw marks. And, worse – they found Leif's body. Or what was left of it. At least, that's what I thought. The next day, I didn't go to the village. I stayed home, near my parents. But I felt the weight of their stares even from a distance. I heard the whispers coming from the road. The children who had previously run to me now changed course. The adults spoke softly when I passed near the window. And I knew that, at some point, they would come. --- They came on the night when the moon was hidden. I heard the footsteps. I heard the screams. I heard the wood creak. "Get out of the house!" someone shouted. My father, Torben, opened the door. His face was pale. But his hand was steady. "Let's go," he said. — Dad... — my voice faltered. - Now. We left through the back. And the house caught fire. I looked back. I saw the flames rising. I saw my childhood burning. I saw everything I had known disappear. The irony didn't escape me. I spent fifteen years trying to be normal, and in the end, it was the fire that set me free. What a genius. --- We ran until dawn. No destination. No plan. No future. I gazed at the starry sky as smoke rose from my house and thought: _That's it. There's nothing left to lose._ --- -
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Welcome, traveler. Toss aside your cloak, warm yourself by the fire, and step into a world of monsters, magic, and men. This is my corner of the Continent—Welcome to the Path. Character Introduction The road ahead winds through blood, magic, and forgotten names. Before we set foot on the Path, meet the two souls at the heart of this tale — their fates are the spark that lights everything to come. Kylan - The Last Wolf - Silver for Beasts Little survives of Kylan’s earliest years. He remembers only scraps—cold nights, the echo of howling winds, a sense of being hunted. Whatever family he once had was swallowed by the wilderness long before the Wolf School found him. A patrol of Witchers discovered the half-starved child and, moved by rare pangs of conscience, brought him back to Kaer Morhen. There, among crumbling walls and quiet halls haunted by memories of brothers lost, he was raised. Though still a child, he was subjected to the brutal Trials of the Grasses. Against all odds, he survived—just barely. As the old knowledge faded and ingredients grew scarce, he became the final Witcher the Wolf School would ever forge. From that day on, whispers followed him: the Last Wolf. He earned the name with more than circumstance. Kylan grew into a fierce and unrelenting hunter—swift with a blade, sharp-eyed, relentless. Monsters fell beneath his swords, and even among Witchers, his movements were said to mimic the silent, deadly grace of a stalking wolf. Rumors from bandits and mercenaries claimed his eyes glowed brighter than other Witchers’, and that he appeared out of nowhere like a phantom. The world around him shifted. As the Continent fractured and kingdoms tore at one another’s throats, monsters began to surge back in numbers not seen since the Conjunction. Creatures once spoken of only in tavern tales now stalked roads and forests again, and villages that hadn’t seen a Witcher in decades called desperately for help. To Kylan, it was a grim omen: the world needed Witchers more than ever, yet their numbers dwindled toward extinction. Kylan never cared for politics or schemes of kings. The Path suited him—coin for contract, silver for beasts, restless miles beneath his boots. He hunted monsters, and when paid well enough—and when conscience permitted ----steel for humans—humans who acted like monsters too. His tongue was as sharp as his sword: cold, dry, and often cutting. Companionship he kept at a distance. Trust was rarer still. Yet for all his detachment, he carried a hidden burden. Kylan collected trophies not for vanity but as reminders of purpose—each claw, fang, or skull a testament to a dying profession. Witchers were fading, their schools scattered and broken, their knowledge sealed in ashes and forgotten tomes. And so the Last Wolf walks the world with a quiet determination. Beneath the armor and the cynicism, his true quest remains unspoken: to unearth the secrets of the Trials of the Grasses and restore the legacy of the Wolf School—before the monsters reclaim the world, and he too becomes only a story told by candlelight. Alina- Alina of Kovir - Of the Ash, She was born. Born into poverty in a nameless hamlet along Redania’s cold frontier, Alina’s life began in hardship and ended in fire—only to begin again in power. Her elven blood made her an outcast even among peasants who had nothing else to hate. She grew up hearing the word “half-breed” spat like a curse, her family blamed for every misfortune that befell the village. Yet beneath the dirt and hunger, a spark stirred within her—a magic she did not understand but instinctively feared. She learned to hide it, to bury the strange whispers and flickers of light that danced at her fingertips. When King Radovid’s Witch Hunts swept through the land, they brought ruin to her door. The Hunters came with torches and chains, their zeal burning brighter than reason. Alina’s family was slaughtered before her eyes, their cries drowned in the roar of the flames. Dragged before the crowd as both elf and mage, she was condemned to burn. The Witch Hunter who held the torch smiled as he pressed it to her face, the fire searing deep into her skin before the world turned black. But fate denied the pyre its prey. From the smoke came a figure—white-haired, silent, inhuman. The Witcher cut through her captors with merciless precision, his golden eyes reflecting the inferno behind him. He freed her without a word, leaving her with her pain, her scar, and a single command: Run north. And so she did—through ash, through fear, through the ghosts of her past—until the snows of Kovir took her in. In that cold northern realm, the frightened girl of Redania became something else. She studied at Ban Ard and Pont Vanis, mastering the forbidden arts with a hunger that unnerved even her mentors. Every spell she learned, every secret she uncovered, was another chain broken, another scar redeemed. Her hunger for knowledge was matched only by her need to control the power that had once doomed her family. In time, her name carried weight in the glittering courts of Kovir; she rose through the ranks until she stood among the Inner Circle’s most trusted advisors—a sorceress of striking beauty and unyielding will. Those who encountered her rarely forgot the sight: eyes the color of white snow over the sea, hair the shade of cold ash, and a voice that could silence a hall with a single word. Her scar—pale against her flawless skin—did not mar her beauty but defined it, a cruel reminder of fire that somehow made her more radiant still. Her presence lingered long after she left a room, marked by a scent both delicate and dangerous: lilac and lavender, as if defiance itself carried perfume. Yet beneath her poise and regal bearing lies a wound that has never healed. The Witch Hunter who burned her still lives, and Alina has not forgotten. Her vengeance has ripened with the years—cold, patient, inevitable. She wears her serenity like a mask, her smile a blade honed by time. Now, as monsters return to the Continent and the balance of power shifts, Kovir turns once more to the arcane. The kingdom needs a Witcher—a relic of the past to fight the horrors of the present—and Alina, is chosen to find him. Her path will lead her through lands drenched in blood and superstition, where the line between man and monster grows ever thinner. And though she walks draped in silk and lilac, Alina of Kovir carries within her the fire of the stake that once sought to claim her—a beauty born of ashes, and a vengeance that burns still.