They share a spark in their eyes, like lightning or embers, and with this spark they are able to recognize a friend (and a foe) All of them retain memories of their old home, faded, but there in the back of their minds. By some twist of fate they've found themselves in this new world together. They are all strange to the resident felfolk, speaking of unusual things nofel understands and so their best company is with each other.

Fridhr, a word meaning peace, they are cautious but they are not unwelcoming; these felvargs reside near the Shrine of Ragnarok where they were conjured and pay their respects often. Their gates protected by an illusion, it takes a certain kind of felvarg, those reborn much like them, to see through it.