Mr Magoo

Úlfr had kept mostly to himself as the strange phenomena moved throughout Boreas. He focused on hunting and sharpening his skills all the while trying to avoid hunting prey affected by strange afflictions. Glowing liquid poured from the eyes of some where as mushrooms and crystals grew out of others. As much as he tried to put on a brave face he was deeply unnerved by the changes he was seeing in the world. When he saw a fellow wolf suffering from a similar affliction the fear seized him enough to push him homeward to Fireside. He was eager to check on his parents and make sure they were alright. As far as he knew the pirates were allowed within Fireside borders but he paused long enough to let out a call announcing his presence.

To his horror he saw his aunt staggering through the knolls, crystals growing on her face and a strange goo leaking from her eyes. "Alfrún! Oh no, what has happened to you?" He approached but kept a respectful distance.