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Bruno checked over his shoulder to see if the way was clear, only to see a group of Blight that had obviously circled around the streets starting to shamble down the street they had come from. Swift action was needed to prevent them being surrounded. Lifting his sword to rest against his right...

"May well get the chance if we don't hurry up and decide." Bruno stared as those Blighted that had not been purged by the magical barrage began to stir themselves once more. The piled corpses of the dead were an obstacle, but were far from impassable, and it wouldn't be long until their window...

A discordant, yet muffled humming could be heard along the empty street, mingling with the sounds of battle from a few streets over. Alberto lurched along the street, the humming much louder inside the head of his suit. With every step, the weapon strapped to his back bounced against it...

Alberico Aureliano Gender: Male Age: 26 Color: WhiteOccupation: Warden/Alchemist Rank: Soldier/Researcher License: 6 Petal PersonalityTo call Alberico eccentric would be the understatement of the century. Alberico is arguable borderline unhinged, after hours spent mixing concoctions and...

Bruno backed away, awed at the magnitude of magical power on display as the Blight began to stumble and slow. He couldn't wipe the grin from his face as he watched them all fall, hordes of the infected collapsing like wheat before a divine scythe. A small chuckle escaped his lips, as he checked...

Bruno, completely encased in a crowd of Blight, couldn't really see any of what transpired, but the mighty bellow of an unfamiliar man certainly reached him. Though his helmet did a good job of muffling the noise, his ears were still left somewhat sore. Needless to say, the effect on the Blight...

Bruno could only stare at the numbers headed their way. 20...30...seems most of what was the village is on its way. Eva had called for backup, which meant at least maybe the child would stand a chance, if only there was enough time for the others to see the flare and make their way through the...

In response to Eva's orders, Bruno moved a couple of paces ahead of her. Though he had no doubt that Eva was perfectly capable of fending off far more Blight than him, in the event of a moment of inattention he still had a layer of plate armour to fall back on. Far better to be the first thing...

Bruno stood, watching what had once been a man burn. It was hard for many to grant that mercy, but Bruno knew that once the infection was serious enough they were already dead. Their body just hadn't caught up yet. And it was down to others to rectify that, before worse happened. There was a...

Bruno climbed to his feet, picking up his sword as he did and carefully wiping the blade clean of any dirt. Faint runes of enchantment shimmered along its edge as it caught the sun. "As you wish ma'am." This was what he needed, clear orders devoid of flowery bullshit from one who knew what they...

Two others. Not as many as Bruno had hoped for, but each one seemed fairly battle hardened. The first to speak up, Maxima, would have been a source of surprise had he not already met Florence - clearly this unit attracted those who, for whatever reason, carved unconventional paths through the...

At Margaret's words, Bruno stood even more sharply to attention (if such a thing were even possible) and snapped off a razor-sharp salute. Choking back the words of gratitude he wanted to spout for her decision to investigate the village, he hoped that such a gesture would convey the fierce joy...

The turn of the conversation had pricked Bruno. Yes, things looked hopeless.The odds of uninfected people remaining there certainly seemed low. To consider this a cleanup mission was certainly where most of the evidence pointed. And yet. AND YET. To write off any potential survivors, to condemn...

Bruno was ill at ease. Though a hill separated their small camp from the village, a faint smell of sickness and putrefaction could be discerned, drifting over on the slight breeze. Bruno knew it well, had stared its source in the eye on the front lines for the past three years. While he hoped...

Bruno sat at the edge of the plaza, in the flickering shadows. The flames at the centre crackled and danced, and the townsfolk staggered and reeled, and so his face was alternately cast into light then dark, his features seeming to dance in the inconsistent light. In spite of his recent...

Bruno Fidele Gender: Male Age: 24 Color: RedOccupation: Warden Rank: Soldier License: 3 Petal PersonalityBruno is a man of few words, and is rarely the one to initiate a conversation. In spite of this he generally welcomes companionship. He can vary from being a sullen companion to quite a...

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