Picture of my character Marou ^^ © to me I walked with my master past the river Phlegthon, watching the undulating crimson make it's way over the dreary land. Amonst the warmongers sinking up to their lashes in the river, deep and hot as their sins, I saw him thrashing, bound by chains and sounding out a horrid wail. "What causes him to roar so, master, whilst the rest suffer meekly next to him? What Wrath is he?" "Wrath? Do you see his chains? He is bound by Lust and that is why he struggles so...for no beast in hell can compare to the ferocity of that damned creature known as the Wolf of Incontinence."