Basics
Name: Thalmolun
Titles: Thalmolun the Altered, Mistral Soul, The Demon Without Eyes, One Who Remakes, The Patron of Broken Things, Hueswarden, Shepard of Nooks and Crannys.
Born: At the apex of Demonic influence.
Species: Demon/Devil/Cambion/Liminal Abomination
Gender Identity: They/them...
There was hardly any time for Baron to register that the young raven haired hacker was speaking to him before she had set upon littering his already messy mind with her telepathic words. Dwarfing her with some height, and broadness, he did look to be about as old and as large as someone's...
A thick red fog permeates the deepest sections of an old warehouse in Yug Gorod. Where once old machines were left to rot now hundreds of afflicted wander its concrete floors with idle concentration. Their host mind, sound sleep within the depths of the pink mist, was currently slumped in a...
Baronβs muscles tensed as he prepared to run, but hesitated when he saw his bullet lodge itself into the boyβs mechanical hand rather than square through his sternum. It should have been his send off. The Crimson Hand was clearly hallucinating and distraught over his partner being taken down...
The bullet carrying the paralytic blinked through the smoke, creating a brief tunnel through the spores from the off gas of his rifle all the way to its target. The boy next to her seemed to see it coming, pushing the Crimson Hand just as the bullet was about to hit its mark, grazing her side...
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The 'office' afflicted, the upper half at least, writhed in the wires it was suspended from, trying to claw at whatever got close. Baron's connection to its sense were partially cut off as the dagger was plunged into the center of its brain. And, with the widows shattered by the lower half of...
It was difficult to see through the spore cloud, but his connection with the afflicted fed their senses into him, muddling into a hive mind of his choosing. The 'office' afflicted had been cut in half at the waist before they could move further into the hallway, with the person responsible being...
It was rare to hear Angelica heightened like this. On top of that, the chatter from the security guards walkies only confirmed how quickly the situation was going downhill. Baron's mind buzzed with his new orders, grey eyes widening ever so slightly, thoughts running with a new plan. However...
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The boss' confirmation skittered over Barons subconscious as he idlily positioned himself near the back of the small office complex. There was a small table with a coffeepot still humming away. Made sometime this morning. Picturing Pierce sitting next to a priest made him smile, creases...
The boss was on the 150th floor. Baron was a few floors above, tucked away in an empty office cubical with two afflicted by his side; one was a Tecnet security guard, the other was some sort of desk jockey. One other afflicted, also a prior security guard, stood by the door with the simple order...
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Basics
Name: Baron
Age: Unknown, contracted his spores when he was in his late thirties.
Species: Human/Fungus
Gender Identity: Male
Sexual/Romantic Orientation: Pan/Demi
Type: Mage
Occupation
Second in Command of The Underground Pillar. Manager, enforcer, dealer, personal weapons modder...