The Coven of Hell is a group of cursed wicked canines that have gotten kicked out of their own pack or exiled. They don't take no for an option, it's either be killed or get eaten. When spotting a rogue, we only ask simple questions to determine their wickedness. In the case they declare they are in need of shelter for a night or two they are invited to stay, but be warned everything comes with a cost. When there is a problem, we are kept at bay among our own as for when our fangs tear into our fallen victims in a crimson sensation. Our lust for bloodshed is what compels us to continue on, no laws or pity dogs to hold us back. But the question is aimed towards you, my dearies. Are you willing to join us in our blood crazed trance? Or shall we be forced to feast on you to satisfy our cravings?