Their savage rituals are inspired by and in honor of Jhebbal Sag, the god of the hunt. They are clad in Hyena Pelt and Bones or wear simple clothes. The Dogs of the Desert are a tribe of Werehyenas with human followers/thralls. A naked man is cloaked in blood and some hyena skin. They are gathering in the old arena among the ruins, howling like hyenas.
When one of them shouts, the others cower. They remind me of the mangy curs that used to wander the streets, begging for scraps. I grew up on the streets of Asgulun and I could read the body of a haggling merchant before I could walk. There is something very strange going on.
I don't know where they found me, these rough people dressed in the skins of hyenas.
