Re: The Dark Forest
Jonathan hesitated for a moment, but answered the question. "To put it rather bluntly, it's a curse. I don't know if Worgen like me, who've regained themselves can still spread it or not, but I personally don't risk it. The ones that are still wild, though, spread the curse through a bite. Once it takes hold... you become an animal. A wild, bloodthirsty animal. There are a few ways to help ones likes that... a certain potion, for example, that was discovered could restore the human mind, though it's not neccesarily permanent. And it wouldn't give them any control over their form." He waved a hand to indicate his own form. "Personally, I don't much like the thought of being stuck like this my whole life."
"However, it has its roots, or so I'm told, in Druidism, with the Night Elves... I don't know the details, but there's a sort of ceremony they can prepare for someone, to regain balance, as they put it. To regain control over your mind and body." Jonathan closed his eyes, and took a few deep breaths to calm himself. After a moment, Jonathan was wreathed in a bright amber glow, and a few seconds later, where the Worgen once stood, was a man with brown hair drawn back in a ponytail, wearing what appeared to be the same outfit the Worgen had been.
Jonathan opened his eyes, and looked around. "It's not as easy for me as it is for some others, but at least I can do it. I still do my part from time to time and put down the ones that can't be saved."