• As blood drips down from my shiny, sharp teeth, sharp enough to cut through flesh, I rise and howl to the moon as if I am crying my soul out. But i do not have a soul it left my body when I was exposed to Sanies Lupinus disease. People today know it as a curse, some people know it as a a gift, which is not the case with me. I hate it and I have tried all the ancient ingredients for it, but none of them work my disease is incurable I have learned over the many years to control my curse and only use it when I must. My name is Edwin Pendorious