Drolvarg

Iksar Treachery

Lieutenant Thorn had completed conducting his tour of the area surrounding the small elven encampment.

With night falling he suggested they head back to the small encampment. "Well my friends, darkness falls. I think it is probably best if we make our way back to camp now. I'm sure you could use a good night sleep after all." Everyone nodded in agreement. They turned and began to head back down the stone path back toward the encampment.

Suddenly, a strange voice cried out, "Visitors! Watch your backs, the Drolvarg are attacking!"

Without warning, they were surrounded. The Lycanthropes, known as Drolvarg, surrounded the party.

The Drolvarg were huge snarling brutish creatures. Saliva fell from huge fangs bared on their strange wolf-like faces. Standing more then eight feet tall, their enormous hands were ended in huge feral claws. The clawed hands swiped through the air viscously and with amazing speed. The smell of their damp matted fur filled their nostrils, almost choking them with their canine stench.

The Drolvarg were actually once Iksar, residents of the city of Drolakis. Venril Sathir cursed them to create a race of Wolflizards and the Drolvarg were the result. Drolvargism is often referred to as The Curse of Drolakis. The first ruler of the Drolvarg was Thuuga, the Serpent Chief

Update: NPC dialogue from Indigo in EQ2 (For a Few Coins More quest)