Corvatt, the Moon Hound. (Patreon)

The gift of black magic is granted with sacrifices, a debt that extends forever, at least until the capitulation of the one who bears it, the Direwelf curse is the most tragic example of this law, in his mind live 2 a beast and a mortal, always contending for cerebral terrain.

When the moon is crowned high in the night sky, then the Direwelf emerges, similar to what we would know as the werewolf in our world, Corvatt is one of these beasts, it is not known exactly if this was his original name or with the one who was baptized when carrying the curse, but if it is known that the sadistic pleasure for the hunt dominates him and the beast that lives in his mind has externalized the most feral traits even without the lunar presence, leader of several packs of Direwelfs that obediently they follow him to the slaughter, when the evil Corvatt becomes monstrous and majestic, his fur gleaming with an almost divine glow as he commits his misdeeds under cover of moonlight.