Werewolf (animal)
Believed by some to be a cursed bloodline, by others to be some kind of disease responding to the influence of Aervalr, lycanthropes inspire terror and paranoia throughout Aeras. While younger sufferers of the curse are often seized by periods of extreme and uncontrollable bloodlust during their transformation, those who survive into old age seem capable of controlling both the timing of their change as well as their actions during it.
Aervalr shines down upon the clearing, a cloudless sky giving way to a pale green light. With the brightness, it is easy to see what is before me, seemingly only more grass. But I know better, for the beast I hunt is a cunning one, and a deadly one. And then I see it, the greenish glow illuminating a human-shaped creature, that seems increasingly wrong as one stares at it. It charges towards me from its distance, its teeth bared in a snarl, blood ringing its mouth. Its eyes shine across the distance, green pinpricks in sunken black pits. Feeling a chill run down my spine, I draw my sword, ready to bring this monster to its death as it barrels towards me.