Introduction The Apocalypse: Just over 6 months ago: The statues on Easter Island came to life, rising out of the ground with stone bodies, and disappeared into the sea. The Get became wary. The Phoenix prophesy came to pass. The Flaming Celestine went down in a huge blaze of fire and steam into the ocean over where Atlantis was thought to be. Ten days later, the Spirit Bird reappeared and so to did the Easter Island statues. They began wreaking havoc upon the British Isles and the Western European Coast. The Get went to war calling the Apocalypse due. The Maniphysical Wyrm reared its ugly head from the Weaver's Web. Ripples flowed through reality. Bin Laden, Hussein and the like whose souls where touched by the Wyrm declared a secret 'Holy war' against the world. A sudden will coordinated terrorist strikes, chemical warfare, and a vast array of other assualts plagued Europe. America remained untouched. Shifters rushed to aid their Brothers in the Old Country. The Eastern shifters called for the next Age. It was upon them. The Naga wiped out a large portion of the BSD population in a covert strike but the Snake Folk have not been see by not even there Kin since then. It was in the last 3 months of the destruction, all of the Shifters joined together spured by the forceful words of then cub now Anthro Child of Gaia Joshua Rain-Kisser (He-Who-Kisses-The-Rain) in this mergance and combination of Gaian abilities and energies the Shifter Nation came to notice the deceit of the Shadow Lord Mishka Tovoceia and it was by that deceit, the deceit of one Shadow Lord that The Hunt was called down upon the Tribe entire. With the hearts of the Shifters the Wyrm rode the the States, it's mystical barriers (Provided by the Uktena)no longer holding. A plague heralded the Wyrm's coming and its name was The Red Death. Plague and disease swept the continent and Garou, Kindred and all manner of other beings felt perhaps for the first time the icy caress of the Dread Wyrm. Shifters died in enormous numbers, Kindred who have been said to have seen the beginings of time rose and fell in these Ebony waves of death and darkness. It was said the Eater of Souls Manifestion had returned. When everything looked worse the Wendigo, a tribe who never left their homeland, vanished to fight this plague as Middle brother had before. Wendigo left his post in the North and went with his tribe. A Storm swept across North America as the land had never before seen. When the Totem returned he came with the tale of the Theurge of the King's Pack, tales of heroism and final justice, afterwhich the Totem simply melted, the tempest of Evan Heals the Past's Heroism and the Great Storm of Wendigo cleansing the Land from the Plague. Totems and Spirits rose against the Wyrm aided by their Spiritual Companions the Nuswisha. The Wyrm began to lose, the shifters pressed their attack. In the end Heroes of the Shifters sacrificed themselves in a New Rite. This Rite (orginally of the Rokea) combined the 13 Heroes of the Garou into one enormous wolf named Dire Wolf by the others of the Shifter Nation. The Rite was too performed on the Bastet and they themselves merged into a like creature of power named Sabertooth. The Two Heroes of the Garou and the Bastet tore through the Wyrm's Labyrinth. They brought death to the Creatures of the Abyss and together with an entire legion of creaties did battle with that Wyrm. The third member of the Triad. As a Nation. The Wyrm's screams were terrible as it fell. It took the power of several Tribes sacriface (all gladly offered) but it fell. The World As The Characters know it: In the 14 days that have passed, the dust has cleared. In the light of the new era, the world has changed drastically. The cities are all much like the riots in LA. While total anarchy has not taken place, it is as close as it gets. Those Shifters going into the city must contend not only with the Glass Walkers and Bone Gnawers (Strange mockeries of the Gaian Tribes that they once where) but also what's left of the Kindred, a crazed, psychotic band of true monsters. The National Guard occupies most cities in an effort to stop the rioting, this has plunged cities into states of Martial Law This will be a tale of lost heroes, and new heroes. A tale of old times, and new times. It is up to you to decide what to do now. Will you reestablish old traditions, or start new ones. Will you seek a better world, or combat the one that has become. It is up to you. This is your legacy. Welcome, to End Horizon.