End Times - Garou

The Apocalypse

In the years since the Red Star appeared in the sky, the Garou Nation has faced an ever more desperate battle to protect its sacred spaces and fight the slow corruption infection the world. Every year brings new stories of Caerns fallen, abandoned, corrupted, kinfolk crucified in the pre-dawn, laid open beneath a pale-edged, smoldering sky.

The tinder is dry as hell and ready to burn, just waiting for a spark to be thrown. And then: conflagration.

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And yet: a new generation of Garou have been raised and trained to battle in the decade since the Red Star made its singular appearance. Caerns have been lost, yet. Too many. Others have been saved, by the desperate grace of their defenders. The war in the Amazon has come to a sort of panting stalemate. New battle lines begin to appear, in the Arctic. In the east. Most of the tribes believe that the cataclysm is imminent, but the definition of imminent has changed from: tomorrow, to a year, or three, or five, a constantly moving target.

There are some few theurges, and a growing minority of Children of Gaia who are beginning to question whether or not the Apocalypse is well and truly imminent. Whether the great confrontation will come. Whether it is merely a long denouement. Whether, perhaps, it is as elusive as the Christian believers' long-predicted rapture.

What this Means OOC:

The red star came and went. Most young cliath or fostern Garou had their rites of passage after the red star, and likely did not see it, perhaps have not even heard of it. Has your Garou heard about the perfect metis? Probably not! Still, most tribes believe that the Apocalypse is going to happen any day now, or at least this generation, or the next. Caerns make due with smaller forces of Garou and Guardians. Too many have been lost, others have withdrawn to a protective shell. Maybe your Garou is a refugee from a fallen (or near-fallen) Caern. Maybe he/she has heard about the recent losses sustained by this one. Things are bad, and not getting better.

The Apocalypse is right around the corner. (Or is it?)

Life for Garou is so short and brutal that few have the time to reflect on the more existential question about whether the world has the seeds of its own end inside it.