The Hounds
of
Hell
The Ruins of Dunvegan
To western coast of Scotland lies the breaking of the main island of the United Kingdom, resulting in the Isle known as Skye. A stunningly beautiful place of natural splendor, owing much to the highlands and lochs of it's father country. Skye was always an ideallic location, so really it was no surprise that some would find it fit to settle into it's lush plains and clear waters.
Dunvegan sits on the eastern coast of Skye, looking back towards Scotland. The Caern is situated around a certain Loch that has always been a vibrate fishing ground, but also a picturesque home. It's heart is the Castle of Dunvegan, set out over the Loch by a bridge that leads back onto the rocky isle. The castle is a tall mid gothic period building that has held it's own for many centuries. It was deemed the perfect place to the Silver Fangs who came to reside there.
The House that came to have the tightest grip on the old Caern was that of the Austere Howl.
The Caern was known as a vibrant place, settled high in favour. Of course this did not last forever. Though the specifics of information is not known thanks to the covering by Silver Fang officials. The stories tell of terrifying pracitices occuring within the Caern that would serve the Wyrm. So called 'Hellfire' Clubs and satanic rituals to call upon dark spirits and banes that would plague the nation and the neighbours of the Dunvegan.
The MacTavish family held Dunvegan under Queen Mary of the Austere Howl. However as with the tragedy that visited the Caern it was with the death of a single Kinfolk that strength was found. Under the cutting blade of the combined forces of the Fenrir and Fianna, a single war leader was chosen from the ringleaders who had fought for her home and people, screaming that the tales were untrue. She herself was a Kinfolk, not even a Garou but it was under orders that the silver fangs turned on their own. The fenrir and fianna watching as the kin was sliced down where she stood, dragged to a pyre and burnt alive. It is said her screams were heard over the loch for many years after her death. Where her name was not documented, it is said she is the woman of the blood red hair. To this day a sword shaped gravestone stands and once year at Samhain it is said to always have an offering of red braided hair draped over it, given by unknown hands.
With this kinfolk's death the Fangs had had hope of survival and mercy from the battlelines that had began to line the countryside around them. But it was within a few days of battle the caern was claimed and fell to nothingness, a burnt out stone shell of the once great castle. It was with the whisperings of a deadly and dangerous entity only known as 'Red Jack' that the others walked away with.
The MacTavish family had battled on, constantly in hiding to try and weather to great turbulance and storm they faced. Reputations akin to Spiral Dancers and Bane Lovers followed them wherever they went. They found it hard to have a friend or a shelter that was willing to take and to guard them from the ready blades of their own tribes as well as the Fenrir and Fianna for the crimes they were said to have taken part in.
Nowadays the old ruins stand in ghostly silence, a shelled and husked image of the great Caern that had once stood in the beauty of the Scottish lands. A lonely shadow cast over the Loch that had brought it's people pleasure and love in prior years. As for Queen Mary, some mutter of her still living, wandering somewhere as a vengeful and frightful woman, others name her a Spiral Dancer, bloodthirsty and twisted.