Thormorton was a good warrior when human until a dwarf axe smashed his back and severed his spine, he made the difficult choice to become a mergling to help defend his tribe. Once merged Thormorton was soon joined by two former brothers in arms and they are now a pack.

To die for your tribe is an honour but to be maimed and unable to contribute was deemed the ultimate shame to a warrior better death but with the numbers so few, a way needed to be found. It is not recorded who or how the merging was discovered and there are many theories but discovered it was. A warrior with a strong lifeforce and powerful soul can be merged with another living creature, with their bodies gone the soul of the warrior must overpower the soul of the beast and the two become one, a mergeling. The perfect combination of animal strength and the intelligence of the warrior most of the time!

This merging is undertaken by the mystics of the tribe though not every effort is a success, sometimes the beast soul is just too powerful and sometimes the war of the souls leads to madness but the benefits out way the risks.

This unit contains three werewolves.