Arcus Uruz

The world had gone to shit. To be fair, it went to shit five hundred years ago, when the undead started swarming like maggots on feces. Werewolves, no longer hunted and persecuted by humanity, have become nomadic, alongside whatever remnants of humanity escaped the undead swarms and Vampyric enslavements. Arcus is the son of one of the Alpha's of such a clan. The Uruz are renowned for their brutal power and destructive capabilities. Among them, Arcus is a prodigy, and he leads the scouting parties that guide his clan through safe paths through the old cities. That's where he found *you*, hunkered down and trying to survive in the ruins of the Old World.