Solitude - Feyfolc Godhunter

"The Feyfolc once swore fealty to the now Dead God Wyldra, and served as her chosen guardians of the green and lush Verdant Havens.

But ever since Wyldra's death at the Ruination, the Havens have slowly darkened, faded, and grotesquely mutated. The Feyfolc then came to the Reborn World, where they feasted upon the still fresh flesh of their former Mother, in the hopes of attaining her powers to save their home. Instead they only grew more ravenous, more addled, and aggresively furious for their failures and primal degeneracy.

Absent the tranquility and harmonious balance of the Verdant Havens, the Feyfolc have had to learn to survive in a world of beastial violence, twisting darkness, and treacherous wilds; a world on the brink, gasping for air as it draws ever closer to the end.

The Feyfolc have been molded by harsh reality, and they have become primal, viscious, and terrifyingly territorial. Above all else, they are hungry; spoilt by the Feast of the Dead Gods, for no true flesh can weigh itself to rival the succulence and Divine taste of a god.

Beware, any who would dare wander into their lands, for the Verdant Children are ever starving, and their claws and fangs are readily sharpened for flesh; be it the flesh of gods or the flesh of mortals."