[@Raindeer]
[b]The Society, Population 315, Era of Oxameter the Walker.
Technological Developments: 
Writing 2/8
Organized Religion 2/8[/b] 
"Tis odd." Spoke the philosopher after the philosopher observed the wolf attempting to eat his fellow comrade. 
"What a strange reaction! Does it thinks us daft?" 
The Choirman stared down in silent prayer and spoke 
"No, tis not. For it appears that a wolf hath forgotten the hymns. They understand us naught. And thus we must remind them!" 
He went forth and drew pictures using the blood and attempted to draw out the story of The Ashen King. 
Western Woodlands: 
The patrol, after wandering for a while, got caught in the foreboding night of the forests. They marched for miles until they heard some strange noises emerging from the trees. 
[@Father Dagon]