Born in the wake of ruin, Vessra's pack does not stand as a place of comfort to those who join, but instead of purpose. Forged beneath the shadow of Nightfall's ambition, its members are bound by something far more dangerous than loyalty alone. For some their very lives depend on it. Here, strength is a tried and true currency. Devotion is tested beyond mortal limits. Every soul walks a careful line between power and becoming something unrecognizable to those who know them best.

Some serve willingly, drawn to the promise of favor and power bestowed upon them by Vessra herself. Others linger with quieter motives, watching, waiting, and surviving to the best of their ability. Whether loyal, uncertain, or quietly defiant, all who step within Vessra's reach become part of something greater whether they like it or not. The pack has one true focus, and Vessra intends to make her goal a reality.

The Crescent Throne.