Some folks believe that a titanic spirit-Wyrm is gnawing at the universe. In the World of Darkness, the werewolves accept this as a literal truth. Certain mages serve this Wyrm as well, and though they might view it as some symbolic abstraction of fundamental chaos, they’re still – as the Garou put it – “of the Wyrm.”

These Malfeans run with the Black Spiral Dancer werewolf tribe, work for Pentex (the Wyrm’s pet megacorp), or serve one or more of the Maeljin Incarna – godlike avatars of spiritual malaise. Uncanny even to most Nephandi, they often display grotesque deformities and powers: poison pustules, bestial fangs, toxic vomit, and, of course, tentacles, among other things. The ones without such mutations have warped souls so corrosive that all but the most corrupted Fallen find them repellent. Their decay feels almost elemental, drawn from living fusions of spirit, flesh, and rot. (See the Werewolf: The Apocalypse series for details.)