The Arcadians were basically humans who were able to take animal form once they reached puberty-an event that for them occurs around the age of twenty-five. The Arcadians, who possessed human hearts, and the Katagaria, who possessed animal hearts. Splicing their cursed humanlike life force with that of the strongest of animals, he created two races. Using the darkest of magicks, he gathered up his wife's people, who were called Apollites, and he experimented on them. Unable to bear the loss of them, too, the king set out to magically elongate their lives. Once she was gone, he realized that his two sons were destined to meet the same horrific fate as their mother. Helpless to stop it, the king watched as his beloved died, calling out his name. True to the god's curse, the young queen painfully decayed into dust the day she turned twenty-seven. They would all die slowly and painfully on their twenty-seventh birthday. But it was the third curse that was the most harsh. They would have to drink the blood of their own in order to live. In retaliation for the murders, the Greek god cursed her people with three things. They had killed the mistress and child of the Greek god Apollo. More than two thousand years before her birth, her people had made a tragic mistake. Aeons ago there was an ancient Greek king who had a queen who meant more to him than all the world. Their story, like all stories, had a beginning-a beginning of eternal love gone afoul.
They were hunted by all, with no refuge to be found. Those who could walk on four legs by day and two legs by night. But long ago there was no such place to be found for those who were both men and beasts. Some place free of persecution, free of being hunted or harmed. Limani Inside all men and beasts is the eternal desire for a haven.
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