Welcome, Brother and Sisters of the Pack
From the frost‐kissed peaks of Bronyr to the moonlit forests of our perpetual hunt, the howl of the pack rises. You stand now among the Wolves of Bronyr of Pax Dei. Here, we are more than a clan. We are blood in the snow, fang in the wind, and shadow on the trail. We protect our own, we hunt as one, and we honour Bronyr’s wild heart. Whether you bring the steel of a seasoned warrior, the stealth of a silent scout, or the bright spark of new blood you are welcome. Stand proud under the moon, lift your head. The pack is strong because you are strong. Let every paw step echo in Bronyr’s valleys. Let every howl ring through the high passes. Let every victory be shared, every lesson learnt, and every foe fall. Welcome home, Hunter. May the wild winds favour our pack.
Know this:
You are among allies. Help is given freely, and loyalty is rewarded. You are expected to contribute—your hands build this world, your choices shape our fate. Whether you're a farmer, forager, warrior, or wanderer—there is a place for you here. Seek your purpose, share your skills, and leave your mark.