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Art by Kobe Sek Siegfried "Sigi" Koning The V0lk of NC Interactions: @Teh Frixz (Amaryllis) @Avi2023 (Zakhar), @Midrick (Eddie) ; Mentions: Everyone else; A harsh wind groaned through the old, shunned district. Winnowing through the aging, towering buildings that cast a multi-hued...

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Rajko lunged, his wicked claws slashing from left to right across Keggoth's form, a flash of claws and blood sliced in an arc. He spun, raking deep into her torn back with iron-hard talons. His jaw snapped, sinking deep into the Icon's shoulder. He threw himself back, flensing bloodied meat...

The troop transported slammed into the edge of the rioting mass, Heilwyn's grip tightened on the wheel, its rugged hull gleaming in the dying light. Broken bodies were flung from its path as spines snapped and skulls cracked beneath its heavy tread. Though Heilwyn couldn't see the carnage...

Art by Kobe SekName: Siegfried "Sigi" Koning; Alias(s): V0lk; Age: 29; Role: Panzerboy; Date of Birth: 26.11; Ethnicity: Caucasian Nationality: German-US Citizen Occupation: (Former) Militech Engineer, (Currently) Autoshop Mechanic; Place of Residence: Watson, NC; Gender: Male...

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I honestly never expected it to end. (Or start at all).

Hell yeah, brother. Let's go!

Edoardo Vargas Melcher Edoardo's hardened gaze gleamed lifelessly in the dim illumination of Jannah's chambers, jaw tight with consternation. His hands remained at his side, cold and steady in the gloom. In ordeals such as this, Sobekoni, the lower rung of their swamps, would've enacted similar...

Rajko spun, raising the tatters of his coat in time to shield his eyes from the silver flash, the light bathing the ruined chamber, flattening the eddies of dust kicked up by the speed and fury of combat. For a brief second, the inquisitor peered over the top of his shoulder, he was unable to...

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Edoardo Vargas Melcher Edoardo looked at Jannah, the tension continuing to rise in the poisoned silence between them. The merchant's eyes flickered between them, the unease of his set jaw, the trepidation in his companion's twitching and shifting form. Then he spoke, voice low and pained by...

For a moment, Abel inclined his head, admiring the way the moonlit streaks played through the panoply of jade, the way it cast them in deeper shadows then jagged scars of light, subdued, and how it gleamed on his steed's mane. He turned his gaze to the pale rider beside him, looming just out of...

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Rajko racked his rifle's bolt and turned it on Keggoth as she conjured a malicious energy into the thinnest space, the very air shrieking, shuddering with an unearthly power. The sight chilled Rajko's blood to blackest ice, sending a shock of cold down his spine. His eyes narrowed with a...

Edoardo Vargas Melcher The priest tilted his head slightly, observing the kobolds as they bandied words in a tongue foreign to his ears. His gaze hardened when a wide smile twisted the illicit merchant's denticle-marked features after a moment of realisation. His hands clenched on his arms...

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His flint-edged gaze met Connor's, fiery wisps of amber swirling on a tide of shadows. Suddenly, the air stiffened. Seized by the suffocating canker of contrasting purpose, Abel felt his skin crawl from the sheer potency, hands rigid, fingers drawn on the grip of his pistol. For a few long...