the very worst thing

don’t have the energy for a full lore post but it’s been so long since the last one that i wanted to do something. so even though i’m still hazy on names, designs, and even genders for most of them, have some villains!

the trio up top are, from left to right: a con artist/makeup guru/very likely serial killer ‘beast tamer’, one of the children of the most reviled leader of the most reviled bandit hare caravan called The Snares who has big dreams of becoming a necromancy wielding cult leader (they are well on their way), and a mainlander lady who serves as a liaison between the gang and potential buyers of their black market wares who has very morbid interests.

The Snares get by on wrecking other hare caravans, extortion, person trafficking, ect. but most of their real money comes from moving large predator carcasses.  furs, bones, feathers, you name it. if it comes from something big and dangerous you go to them to get it. They have some pretty sweet black market shipments coming from the island and actually have quite a few amazing taxidermy artists that can turn a rotting wolf into something trophy-worthy if given enough time. they even make their own creatures, grafting bits together from different animals to make one of a kind finds for their clients.

nothing is better than their foxes though.

somewhere hidden in their territory they have a series of deep rocky pits where they breed and slaughter foxes (and dispose of the odd enemy). every so often a fresh batch of fox kits will be found in an unattended den by one of their people on the island and if they’re young and defenseless enough they get scooped up and shipped over for the pits. fresh kits are a really rare find though (or rather the finding is not the problem but the odds of surviving extraction aren’t great!) so the current batch of foxes is definitely…something. but as long as the coats are nice and the teeth are impressive deformities, especially magic based ones,  only fetch a higher price.

our necromantic rising cult leader has some super loose morals when it comes to necromancy/trapping souls in bodies to do your bidding and has found very artistic ways to use random cast off fox bits to construct terrifying bodyguards and attack dogs. their parents have even given them a few whole foxes (and perhaps a few people) to experiment with.

there are a couple of secret mainlander menageries that now house what they think are very obedient living foxes. of course living foxes blink occasionally and don’t need to be ‘fed’ in secret with special food that only a member of The Snares can give them once a month. 

if they knew who controlled those foxes they’d lock them in their cages and burn the place down around them.

it would honestly be a mercy.