Alpha Wolf
"Aw hell, if the past is any indication Martians ain't shit. I don't have anything better to do. Let's get going." You remark.
You and Moreau leave the next day to his island by private plane. When you arrive you can see why the place is considered a paradise, its basically untamed wilderness with some agricultural improvements and basic structures to house the citizens.
Speaking of citizens, you see them in person. They're a motley looking bunch. You see boar boys, goat girls, manatee men, and wombat women and those are some of the regular ones. Some look like they've been mixed with several species of animals, so you can't even be sure what the hell they are.
Moreau's citizens are equally interested in you.
"Are you another citizen?" one of them asks as they all attempt to crowd you.
"What? Hell no! I'm a fucking werewolf! Not a freak of nature!" you snarl, not wanting them to touch you. Moreau take the opportunity to make sure you don't kill anyone.
"This is Wolf. He's different than you in several ways. But he's here to help us with our current problem, just like our aquatic friend who volunteered to help a few days ago."
You stop Moreau.
"Aquatic friend? You got someone else to help you?" you ask.
"Well yes, I wasn't sure if you'd help, so I tried to get others as well. You and he were the only takers it seems though. I'm pretty sure you and he are familiar with each other. I can't pronounce his real name, but he goes by Gil."
"Gil?! You got GIL?! He was almost as reclusive as you! How'd you get him to help?"
"I don't know. It was really just a gamble. I made the same deal, but I had little hope of him accepting it since he's not exactly fond of land dwellers. He accepted though since he's tired of having humans intrude on his home every five minute. He already has a place set aside for himself on the island. I just hope the island is still ours after all this."
"Where is he?"
"He keeps to himself in a nearby swamp. He likes his privacy and I respect it. You and he can talk later. I'd like you to get to the training. The Martians will be coming soon, I'm predicting in a matter of days."
"DAYS!? You didn't say that before! How am I supposed to train these freaks in days?"
"Please Wolf you must try! Gil tried and didn't get very far; he may have even given up. I was hoping you might have more luck since you're a bit closer to my citizens."
"I'm nothing like your citizens but I'll see what I can do."
You and Moreau leave the next day to his island by private plane. When you arrive you can see why the place is considered a paradise, its basically untamed wilderness with some agricultural improvements and basic structures to house the citizens.
Speaking of citizens, you see them in person. They're a motley looking bunch. You see boar boys, goat girls, manatee men, and wombat women and those are some of the regular ones. Some look like they've been mixed with several species of animals, so you can't even be sure what the hell they are.
Moreau's citizens are equally interested in you.
"Are you another citizen?" one of them asks as they all attempt to crowd you.
"What? Hell no! I'm a fucking werewolf! Not a freak of nature!" you snarl, not wanting them to touch you. Moreau take the opportunity to make sure you don't kill anyone.
"This is Wolf. He's different than you in several ways. But he's here to help us with our current problem, just like our aquatic friend who volunteered to help a few days ago."
You stop Moreau.
"Aquatic friend? You got someone else to help you?" you ask.
"Well yes, I wasn't sure if you'd help, so I tried to get others as well. You and he were the only takers it seems though. I'm pretty sure you and he are familiar with each other. I can't pronounce his real name, but he goes by Gil."
"Gil?! You got GIL?! He was almost as reclusive as you! How'd you get him to help?"
"I don't know. It was really just a gamble. I made the same deal, but I had little hope of him accepting it since he's not exactly fond of land dwellers. He accepted though since he's tired of having humans intrude on his home every five minute. He already has a place set aside for himself on the island. I just hope the island is still ours after all this."
"Where is he?"
"He keeps to himself in a nearby swamp. He likes his privacy and I respect it. You and he can talk later. I'd like you to get to the training. The Martians will be coming soon, I'm predicting in a matter of days."
"DAYS!? You didn't say that before! How am I supposed to train these freaks in days?"
"Please Wolf you must try! Gil tried and didn't get very far; he may have even given up. I was hoping you might have more luck since you're a bit closer to my citizens."
"I'm nothing like your citizens but I'll see what I can do."