Historiography
The earliest-known attestation of Taghbachites in a foreign source comes from a Prestorean chronicle dating to the early Era of Renewal; it describes them in this way:
“...and much woe comes to us from the terror of the heathen Wolf-Men from the east. They attack settlements mercilessly, plundering anything of value and leaving only burnt cinders and the un-buried dead. They cart off our goods far into savage plains, to the shore of a vast dark lake, where a demon king called the ‘Khagan’ holds court. Few of our nation have seen them [the Khagan] except those taken captive who then escaped (an exceptionally rare feat, for the Wolf-Men see at night as clearly as wild beasts). They say they are in stature and countenance like a wolf standing on two legs (for which their followers worship them and regard them as a sign of divine favor), and that their eyes are like pale yellow fire and gray-white fur covers their body where clothing does not.
But the Khagan is no exception, for all the Wolf-Men we have seen are singularly hideous in nature, bearing the ears, tails, and eyes of a wolf (this is why we have given them the name ‘Wolf-Men’, and also because their own speech is rude and unpronounceable), as if marooned between the state of an animal and a thinking being. The hair on their heads they smear with animal fat so that it stands straight and makes them seem taller than they already are. Their skin is fair to ruddy, and their hair red, blonde, or black. They are exceptionally fond of the color blue, weaving it into their clothes and battle standards, and wearing war paint made of woad. In battle, we have seen them wearing metal hauberks with the texture of scales, and also nasal helms with masks affixed to them. Above all they love the bow, of which they produce a devious and deceptive variety that has brought us much woe- it bends wonderfully and shoots mightily, but is small and composed of layered wood and bone. This, perhaps, is one of the few displays of ingenuity on behalf of the Wolf-Men.
The Wolf-Men are versed neither in proper magic nor in faith, instead rudely approximating the two by way of their priests, who live as outcasts in a nation of outcasts. These priests are said to cover their whole bodies in masses of layered robes and rags and smear their faces with ash and grease; when not throwing curses and hexes in the direction of Prestore, they supposedly spend their days dancing in sick trances around roaring fires, believing this to be a form of communion with their singular god.
Prestore is a mightier nation than the Wolf-Men, and more mighty in mind and arms, and the Wolf-Men know this; they raid only our borders, and never in large formations. We crush them when we can, but do not pursue them to their own lands, for attempting to crush the spirit of the Wolf-Men is akin to catching smoke with one’s hands. We hope that their Khagans in latter days may grow more wise and seek our peace…”