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<|description|>Twich Physical Form: Abilities: Smarter then thou: What Twich lacks in physical strength and size, he makes up for with a cruel cunning, a twisted intellect and a surprisingly strong will. Alchemist Training: There are only two things that an alchemist needs to be able to do in order to be a good al...
<|message|>Twich Taking a moment to review the final piece of work to ensure that it had been worth the bartered price, Twich nodded his approval before looking back at That Which Consumes Peace. "Good. Check in on Clotho to get an update on what's happening with the Dwarves and then use your own judgement when you sho...
<|description|>Twich Physical Form: Abilities: Smarter then thou: What Twich lacks in physical strength and size, he makes up for with a cruel cunning, a twisted intellect and a surprisingly strong will. Alchemist Training: There are only two things that an alchemist needs to be able to do in order to be a good al...
<|message|>Twich While he lacked the speed of the Swarm Queen normally and he was somewhat slowed down by the cargo that he himself and the imps were transporting, Twich was able to set a surprisingly fast pace through the tunnels that the swarm have craved out into the dwarven mines. In the few places where the tunnel...
<|description|>Twich Physical Form: Abilities: Smarter then thou: What Twich lacks in physical strength and size, he makes up for with a cruel cunning, a twisted intellect and a surprisingly strong will. Alchemist Training: There are only two things that an alchemist needs to be able to do in order to be a good al...
<|message|>Twich Taking the time to enjoy the homely feeling that the underground gave him, Twich took the time to look around at the work that Clotho's swarm had been up to. Had things been somewhat different, he would have quite happily sent some messages back to his tribe and offered them the chance to move into a p...
<|description|>That Which Consumes Peace Physical Form: When appearing on Earth (we'll call it a he) he appears as a pitch-black skinned human. So dark, in fact, that he looks as if he is a moving shadow. He is 6'6, and looks as if he is a muscular 250 pounds. His eyes glow a bloodshot orange-red. His teeth are sharp a...
<|message|>That Which Consumes Peace Hearing the accusation from Shukra, That Which Consumes Peace bounds out of the shadows towards the Master and the Rakshasa. The demon slams his fist into the side of the big cat's face, hopefully sending the fellow villain flying. "I will not stand to be accused of such things by a...
<|description|>That Which Consumes Peace Physical Form: When appearing on Earth (we'll call it a he) he appears as a pitch-black skinned human. So dark, in fact, that he looks as if he is a moving shadow. He is 6'6, and looks as if he is a muscular 250 pounds. His eyes glow a bloodshot orange-red. His teeth are sharp a...
<|message|>That Which Consumes Peace That Which Consumes Peace nods grimly as he agrees to sacrificing two of his humans. He did not like to sacrifice them, but there seemed to be a greater chance of chaos if he did. He teleports back to his cave and picks the two oldest men. "Prepare yourself. We're going on a mission...
<|description|>That Which Consumes Peace Physical Form: When appearing on Earth (we'll call it a he) he appears as a pitch-black skinned human. So dark, in fact, that he looks as if he is a moving shadow. He is 6'6, and looks as if he is a muscular 250 pounds. His eyes glow a bloodshot orange-red. His teeth are sharp a...
<|message|>That Which Consumes Peace That Which Consumes Peace teleports away from the master and rolls his eyes before beginning to teleport towards the town closest to the Dwarven outpost. Turning invisible, he wanders around the town, taking in the natural chaos that accompanies the everyday hustle and bustle of the...
<|description|>That Which Consumes Peace Physical Form: When appearing on Earth (we'll call it a he) he appears as a pitch-black skinned human. So dark, in fact, that he looks as if he is a moving shadow. He is 6'6, and looks as if he is a muscular 250 pounds. His eyes glow a bloodshot orange-red. His teeth are sharp a...
<|message|>That Which Consumes Peace That Which Consumes Peace looks at Twich for a moment. "I am not very handy with... Paperwork.", the demon sighs on the last word. "However... I know someone who is." The demon of chaos disappears for several moments before reappearing with what would appear to be exactly the king's...
<|description|>Ekusha, the Vain Physical Form:* 5'4; petite build. * Tattoos animate (shift positions, change entirely, etc). * Long black hair, nearly reaching waist-level. * Pitch-black pupils. * Mezzo-soprano voice. Abilities:* Exerts influence upon lesser beings, mimicking hypnosis, through various means: + Fea...
<|message|>Ekusha, the Vain Ekusha was baffled at the situation unraveling before her. It all seemed to happen so quickly. The events were incredibly revealing of character that she had even forgotten her own train of thought in the moment. What had occurred between Shukra and That Which Consumes Peace had been rather ...
<|description|>Ekusha, the Vain Physical Form:* 5'4; petite build. * Tattoos animate (shift positions, change entirely, etc). * Long black hair, nearly reaching waist-level. * Pitch-black pupils. * Mezzo-soprano voice. Abilities:* Exerts influence upon lesser beings, mimicking hypnosis, through various means: + Fea...
<|message|>Ekusha, the Vain Twitch's words were fair: maybe it was too early to have approached him with the idea of a makeshift alliance within their group, but Ekusha was happy enough she had brought up the idea. She was sure it would grow more appealing over time, especially if and when the conquest grew to larger, ...
<|description|>Ekusha, the Vain Physical Form:* 5'4; petite build. * Tattoos animate (shift positions, change entirely, etc). * Long black hair, nearly reaching waist-level. * Pitch-black pupils. * Mezzo-soprano voice. Abilities:* Exerts influence upon lesser beings, mimicking hypnosis, through various means: + Fea...
<|message|>Ekusha, the Vain Ekusha found Twitch's plan reasonable, but felt a bit offended with the way he had given them orders in such commanding rhetoric. A list? Nonetheless, she would indeed have rather been out probing the humans than the dwarves. She possessed no magics, no powers to bear any impact on a physica...
<|description|>Umbra Physical Form Umbra Umbra has no real physical form, but rather takes control of various objects most often statues, and in rare occasions even people or animals. In order to get around this Umbra does have a human companion that he uses as a temporary body if the situation calls for it. Christoph...
<|message|>Umbra Umbra stood still as the others gathered near the entrance of the village. It was still evening, and the sun still shined brightly in the sky preventing him from taking a physical form. The others most likely planned on attacking the village head on, burning anything and anyone that got in their way, s...
<|description|>Umbra Physical Form Umbra Umbra has no real physical form, but rather takes control of various objects most often statues, and in rare occasions even people or animals. In order to get around this Umbra does have a human companion that he uses as a temporary body if the situation calls for it. Christoph...
<|message|>Umbra As the man was reading, Umbra found a suit of armor and a large broad sword hanging on the wall inside of the library and decided that his best option was to possess the suit. It was clean and well made, but completely untouched showing clear signs that the man who owned cared more about boasting a col...
<|description|>Umbra Physical Form Umbra Umbra has no real physical form, but rather takes control of various objects most often statues, and in rare occasions even people or animals. In order to get around this Umbra does have a human companion that he uses as a temporary body if the situation calls for it. Christoph...
<|message|>Umbra The raid was finally over and everyone quickly headed back to the dungeon through the portal created by the Imps. Once Umbra finally returned to the dungeon he noticed Christopher quietly staring in awe as everyone walked by. Strangely looking at those around him as if they were heroes returning from a...
<|description|>Umbra Physical Form Umbra Umbra has no real physical form, but rather takes control of various objects most often statues, and in rare occasions even people or animals. In order to get around this Umbra does have a human companion that he uses as a temporary body if the situation calls for it. Christoph...
<|message|>Umbra Over the past few hours Umbra watched Christopher solemnly as he played with a few small wooden toys and an imp. They seemed to have taken a liking to each other, but soon the Master's orders had arrived and Umbra was sent off onto another raid with Athinar as the commander. In response he quickly poss...
<|description|>Umbra Physical Form Umbra Umbra has no real physical form, but rather takes control of various objects most often statues, and in rare occasions even people or animals. In order to get around this Umbra does have a human companion that he uses as a temporary body if the situation calls for it. Christoph...
<|message|>Umbra Umbra stood silently watching the situation unfold in front of him. The priestess had what seemed like an unbreakable grip on Athinar, only for something strange to happen. In almost an instant Athinar had defeated the mage, and suddenly held a strange sword in his hand. Soon attention turned towards t...
<|description|>Umbra Physical Form Umbra Umbra has no real physical form, but rather takes control of various objects most often statues, and in rare occasions even people or animals. In order to get around this Umbra does have a human companion that he uses as a temporary body if the situation calls for it. Christoph...
<|message|>Umbra It wasn't long before Umbra noticed the other archers and sorcerers focus turn towards him and begin to fire. Seconds before an arrow landed straight in the chest of the man he possessed Umbra quickly left his body. The man now finally in control a loud wheeze before coughing up small amounts of blood....
<|description|>Darkwraith Kor Physical Form: The darkwraiths are beings that were once humans, but were twisted to depravity through the temptation of a dark serpent. These beings feast on the souls of their victims, and also on their very humanity. The darkwraiths have a drug-like addiction to humanity and in feasting...
<|message|>Darkwraith Kor Kor glared at the unsuspecting village with the voracity of a rabid wolverine. How long had it been since such a feast presented itself to him? No longer would he have to skulk in the shadows, desperately grabbing a quick meal and fleeing before he alerted the guard. No, now he would be able t...
<|description|>Darkwraith Kor Physical Form: The darkwraiths are beings that were once humans, but were twisted to depravity through the temptation of a dark serpent. These beings feast on the souls of their victims, and also on their very humanity. The darkwraiths have a drug-like addiction to humanity and in feasting...
<|message|>Darkwraith Kor Kor emerged from the burning temple with his appetite satisfied from feasting on the humanity of two holy men. The scene he witnessed was... nice. Blood pouring through the streets, the delightful melodies of anguish and terror wafting through the air, and a rather lovely looking rune glowing ...
<|description|>Darkwraith Kor Physical Form: The darkwraiths are beings that were once humans, but were twisted to depravity through the temptation of a dark serpent. These beings feast on the souls of their victims, and also on their very humanity. The darkwraiths have a drug-like addiction to humanity and in feasting...
<|message|>Darkwraith Kor Kor had spent the entire night enjoying his new chair, which entailed mostly sitting in it and asking the imps that passed by which pose looked more menacing. Eventually, he started ordering the imps to squat in front of him and act as foot stools, but he found that they were too bony to act a...
<|description|>Darkwraith Kor Physical Form: The darkwraiths are beings that were once humans, but were twisted to depravity through the temptation of a dark serpent. These beings feast on the souls of their victims, and also on their very humanity. The darkwraiths have a drug-like addiction to humanity and in feasting...
<|message|>Darkwraith Kor Kor listened respectfully to Athinar's plan, but frankly, he didn't care what tactics they used. He had been a solitary creature for many years and had fought his way out of plenty of jams, but his motives were always the same: get in, feed, get out. The senseless destruction and slaughter tha...
<|description|>Clotho Physical Form: Clotho is a foot taller than most men, with long arms and legs, and has a chitinous exoskeleton that is a dull brown-maroon in color. Four gossamer rounded wings, transparent green with orange edges, form into a cloak when not in use. Her shell forms into a barbaric-style armor arou...
<|message|>Clotho Though among the trunks of the shadowed wood there lurked many ferocious monsters, an entirely different beast altogether hovered higher than the leaves. From her height Clotho scanned the village, identifying each structure and its purpose as she decided which of her minions might do the best where. ...
<|description|>Clotho Physical Form: Clotho is a foot taller than most men, with long arms and legs, and has a chitinous exoskeleton that is a dull brown-maroon in color. Four gossamer rounded wings, transparent green with orange edges, form into a cloak when not in use. Her shell forms into a barbaric-style armor arou...
<|message|>Clotho Clotho smirked as she spectated Umbra's fascination with the old man's death. She held the shadowy creature in low regard, a being swaddled in apathy and too fixated upon his own wants to ever grow into something more significant. If a being couldn't rouse itself to care about anything, it could never...
<|description|>Clotho Physical Form: Clotho is a foot taller than most men, with long arms and legs, and has a chitinous exoskeleton that is a dull brown-maroon in color. Four gossamer rounded wings, transparent green with orange edges, form into a cloak when not in use. Her shell forms into a barbaric-style armor arou...
<|message|>Clotho Azavarn's comment seemed to spark a sort of amusement in Clotho. She opened her right hand, revealing a yellow butterfly that spread its wings and flitted into the air. A wry smile was sent the demon's way as the swarm queen replied, "The time may come...when you prove yourself worthy of my respect." ...
<|description|>Clotho Physical Form: Clotho is a foot taller than most men, with long arms and legs, and has a chitinous exoskeleton that is a dull brown-maroon in color. Four gossamer rounded wings, transparent green with orange edges, form into a cloak when not in use. Her shell forms into a barbaric-style armor arou...
<|message|>Clotho While normally the completion of a mission would have instilled Clotho with at least a small amount of pride, she felt that the triumph over the village inspired precious little to be proud about. It had offered no challenge, and in ignoble defeat, offered little in the way of valuables. Sure, the hor...
<|description|>Clotho Physical Form: Clotho is a foot taller than most men, with long arms and legs, and has a chitinous exoskeleton that is a dull brown-maroon in color. Four gossamer rounded wings, transparent green with orange edges, form into a cloak when not in use. Her shell forms into a barbaric-style armor arou...
<|message|>Clotho The rabbit took some wrangling to remove from its little box and keep in place upon the table, but it was nothing that the swarm queen couldn't do. With the alchemist and his young assistant looking on in fearful but intrigued anticipation, Clotho pinned the small animal on the table and held up her l...
<|description|>Clotho Physical Form: Clotho is a foot taller than most men, with long arms and legs, and has a chitinous exoskeleton that is a dull brown-maroon in color. Four gossamer rounded wings, transparent green with orange edges, form into a cloak when not in use. Her shell forms into a barbaric-style armor arou...
<|message|>Clotho "A trivial task. It will be done. Once my surveillance is complete, I will move on the dwarven outpost. Demonic suggestion and manipulation is all well and good, but objectives are accomplished with soldiers." Clotho released an ear-ringing shriek, and the ground nearby began to shift. The terrain rum...
<|description|>Clotho Physical Form: Clotho is a foot taller than most men, with long arms and legs, and has a chitinous exoskeleton that is a dull brown-maroon in color. Four gossamer rounded wings, transparent green with orange edges, form into a cloak when not in use. Her shell forms into a barbaric-style armor arou...
<|message|>Clotho "Duly noted." Clotho replied to Twitch, shortly before he left her Chamber of Eyes to return to his own quarters. Honestly, Clotho didn't know why the Master had deemed it necessary to employ subterfuge, making it seem as if the humans were responsible for the death and destruction to come. By her est...
<|description|>Clotho Physical Form: Clotho is a foot taller than most men, with long arms and legs, and has a chitinous exoskeleton that is a dull brown-maroon in color. Four gossamer rounded wings, transparent green with orange edges, form into a cloak when not in use. Her shell forms into a barbaric-style armor arou...
<|message|>Clotho The keen, verdant eyes of Clotho missed little. She beheld the greater rate by which the Macula lenses were dimmed, the owners of the linked eyes killed. The face of the old guildmaster, hardened in focus and concentration, hinting at some sort of action. By the swarm queen's calculations, the Alert P...
<|description|>Clotho Physical Form: Clotho is a foot taller than most men, with long arms and legs, and has a chitinous exoskeleton that is a dull brown-maroon in color. Four gossamer rounded wings, transparent green with orange edges, form into a cloak when not in use. Her shell forms into a barbaric-style armor arou...
<|message|>Clotho For a moment after being confronted with a tentacled fiend reaching into her mind, Clotho stopped in her tracks. Once she deduced that the creature before her was intruding into her own psyche, the place she esteemed to be most private to her, she was -as ever- quick to act. No tentacle-faced beast wi...
<|description|>Clotho Physical Form: Clotho is a foot taller than most men, with long arms and legs, and has a chitinous exoskeleton that is a dull brown-maroon in color. Four gossamer rounded wings, transparent green with orange edges, form into a cloak when not in use. Her shell forms into a barbaric-style armor arou...
<|message|>Clotho One moment, Clotho seemed poised to skewer the tentacle-faced monstrosity on her rapier-point. The next, Xahillion's pressure assailed her mind, attempting to overpower her will. Furious that a being would think her nothing more than a minion waiting to be subjugated, Clotho fought back, harnessing he...
<|description|>Clotho Physical Form: Clotho is a foot taller than most men, with long arms and legs, and has a chitinous exoskeleton that is a dull brown-maroon in color. Four gossamer rounded wings, transparent green with orange edges, form into a cloak when not in use. Her shell forms into a barbaric-style armor arou...
<|message|>Clotho For a few seconds Clotho was quiet, but she made her mind up quickly. "You're not so bad yourself. A being of your obvious power would be most interesting indeed to my Master. For now, we should work together to ensure the elimination of the dwarves." Pieces of chitinous brown were starting to poke t...
<|description|>Clotho Physical Form: Clotho is a foot taller than most men, with long arms and legs, and has a chitinous exoskeleton that is a dull brown-maroon in color. Four gossamer rounded wings, transparent green with orange edges, form into a cloak when not in use. Her shell forms into a barbaric-style armor arou...
<|message|>Clotho Clotho hovered as she listened, silent as a grave save for the soft beat of her wings. Though by now very familiar with the unnatural, she had not put any credence into tales of beings that were kin to the planet's core, the 'dwellers in the deep'. To meet one would certainly go down as an interesting...
<|description|>Clotho Physical Form: Clotho is a foot taller than most men, with long arms and legs, and has a chitinous exoskeleton that is a dull brown-maroon in color. Four gossamer rounded wings, transparent green with orange edges, form into a cloak when not in use. Her shell forms into a barbaric-style armor arou...
<|message|>Clotho From the untroubled air, Clotho observed the entire battlefield. Judging by the profuse incendiaries spouting in bursts from the entrances to the outpost underground, Torrens was doing his job well, and after the inner defenses had been burned to a crisp the subterranean divisions would be able to pro...
<|description|>Clotho Physical Form: Clotho is a foot taller than most men, with long arms and legs, and has a chitinous exoskeleton that is a dull brown-maroon in color. Four gossamer rounded wings, transparent green with orange edges, form into a cloak when not in use. Her shell forms into a barbaric-style armor arou...
<|message|>Clotho As luck would have it, the bolt lay in precisely the worst spot it could have been. Not only did it highly de-incentivize flight by way of impressive pain, but it also eluded Clotho's best attempts to reach behind her and pull it out. Even when she did lay fingers on it, the positioning did not allow ...
<|description|>Clotho Physical Form: Clotho is a foot taller than most men, with long arms and legs, and has a chitinous exoskeleton that is a dull brown-maroon in color. Four gossamer rounded wings, transparent green with orange edges, form into a cloak when not in use. Her shell forms into a barbaric-style armor arou...
<|message|>Clotho With every thought in a varying shades of panic and aggression, the dwarves of this ill-fated outpost had sensibly chosen to leave behind their civilian buildings and focus all their attention and might on their noble but futile defense. This, Clotho thought, must have been the reason why she encounte...
<|description|>Clotho Physical Form: Clotho is a foot taller than most men, with long arms and legs, and has a chitinous exoskeleton that is a dull brown-maroon in color. Four gossamer rounded wings, transparent green with orange edges, form into a cloak when not in use. Her shell forms into a barbaric-style armor arou...
<|message|>Clotho D'Artgnan's lack of cooperative spirit earned him a disapproving sneer from Clotho. On an unrelated note, she found it amusing that the rabbit referred to her by her sex. Aside from her voice and general silhouette, there existed no immediately visible indications of her femininity. "Is that so?" She ...
<|description|>Clotho Physical Form: Clotho is a foot taller than most men, with long arms and legs, and has a chitinous exoskeleton that is a dull brown-maroon in color. Four gossamer rounded wings, transparent green with orange edges, form into a cloak when not in use. Her shell forms into a barbaric-style armor arou...
<|message|>Clotho Following the attack on the dwarven outpost, Clotho dwelt exclusively in the region of the dungeon converted into hive. The hatcheries worked around the clock of replenish and then surpass the raid's casualties, reinforcing the Overlord's army. Her alchemist worked to the best of his ability, aided by...
<|description|>Clotho Physical Form: Clotho is a foot taller than most men, with long arms and legs, and has a chitinous exoskeleton that is a dull brown-maroon in color. Four gossamer rounded wings, transparent green with orange edges, form into a cloak when not in use. Her shell forms into a barbaric-style armor arou...
<|message|>Clotho The miracle of flight was not a feat that just any mook of the Overlord's army could readily boast. One truly began to think differently when granted the vast dimension of airy space above the ground. Even those who did reach the skies often struggled to keep the idea of boundlessness from overwhelmin...
<|description|>Clotho Physical Form: Clotho is a foot taller than most men, with long arms and legs, and has a chitinous exoskeleton that is a dull brown-maroon in color. Four gossamer rounded wings, transparent green with orange edges, form into a cloak when not in use. Her shell forms into a barbaric-style armor arou...
<|message|>Clotho Oblivious to the occurrences back at the settlement, Clotho fluttered back toward the camp of the Overlord. She trusted the situation behind her to sort itself out in the most appropriate way possible: either her allies' strength prevailed and proved their worth, or their foolishness and weakness got ...
<|description|>Clotho Physical Form: Clotho is a foot taller than most men, with long arms and legs, and has a chitinous exoskeleton that is a dull brown-maroon in color. Four gossamer rounded wings, transparent green with orange edges, form into a cloak when not in use. Her shell forms into a barbaric-style armor arou...
<|message|>Clotho A guttural cry wrenched its way free from Clotho as she felt Mar's intrusion. The impact sent her tumbling from the treebranch, and the ensuing pain and sheer disturbance of that sensation prevented her instincts from kicking in to open her wings. On the ground she writhed, appropriately like one poss...
<|description|>Narza (unable to remember her last name) Physical Form: Chimeric Specter Narza is an amalgamation of a wide variety of souls, brought about by a somewhat mediocre dark mage named Derrik. The dark mage combined, a few dozen tormented human souls, the soul of an innocent young human girl, freshly killed...
<|message|>Narza (unable to remember her last name) Since mostly no one could tell that Narza was absorbing souls, it probably just looked like a small cloud was floating from corpse to corpse. The puffy white cloud stops abruptly above a man missing his lower torso and head. Shining lines flared up from the ground, pu...
<|description|>Narza (unable to remember her last name) Physical Form: Chimeric Specter Narza is an amalgamation of a wide variety of souls, brought about by a somewhat mediocre dark mage named Derrik. The dark mage combined, a few dozen tormented human souls, the soul of an innocent young human girl, freshly killed...
<|message|>Narza (unable to remember her last name) Narza opens her eyes, slight disappointed that the music ended. She was enjoying listening, and had never heard anything like that before. The village, in the bare moments that she could remember, did have instruments, but those few instruments were shoddy and poorly ...
<|description|>Narza (unable to remember her last name) Physical Form: Chimeric Specter Narza is an amalgamation of a wide variety of souls, brought about by a somewhat mediocre dark mage named Derrik. The dark mage combined, a few dozen tormented human souls, the soul of an innocent young human girl, freshly killed...
<|message|>Narza (unable to remember her last name) Narza shivered as she thought back about the end of the raid, when the humans and loot were being divided up amongst the minions. I was totally invisible, and he looked right at me. Like he knew what I'd done, and was warning me. Like he was going to hit me next... O...
<|description|>Narza (unable to remember her last name) Physical Form: Chimeric Specter Narza is an amalgamation of a wide variety of souls, brought about by a somewhat mediocre dark mage named Derrik. The dark mage combined, a few dozen tormented human souls, the soul of an innocent young human girl, freshly killed...
<|message|>Narza (unable to remember her last name) Narza listens with surprising focus as Athinar gives his orders. Typically she would be goofing off in the background, staying invisible so no one could chide her for insubordination, but after the incident just before the crew had left, Narza was considerably more wa...
<|description|>Tiberius Octavius Pulcher, "The Dashing Bastard" Hexblade gladiator, outright worshiper of Hades. Long term goals might involve becoming a paladin for his god if he curries enough favor with the lord of the dead or a general for an army of evil. Otherwise, its best just to cut a swathe of dead men and sa...
<|message|>Tiberius Octavius Pulcher, "The Dashing Bastard" "Quickly, now. They have a head start!" "Not for long!" Was all the reply he offered as he swung into saddle and flew down the road with Tinkerhel flying on his heels. He watched the way the fire fiend flew and took the other path out of the village. Even w...
<|description|>Tiberius Octavius Pulcher, "The Dashing Bastard" Hexblade gladiator, outright worshiper of Hades. Long term goals might involve becoming a paladin for his god if he curries enough favor with the lord of the dead or a general for an army of evil. Otherwise, its best just to cut a swathe of dead men and sa...
<|message|>Tiberius Octavius Pulcher, "The Dashing Bastard" Octavius was returning to town when the familiar portal enveloped him, expecting to return to the dungeon, he was not at a full gallop into the gathered but rather dismissed the mount spell and dropped the six feet to a stand with the chain of left arms on a r...
<|description|>Shukra "No longer, brothers and sisters, will you stay down in this dark, dank pit! No longer will you suffer and starve while those on the surface feast at your expense! No longer will we stay down here, forgotten legends that will always be nothing more than a memory! Rise up, brothers and sisters! Tod...
<|message|>Shukra "Come, come, we're already late, we don't want to miss out, do we?" Shukra shook his head, and double the pace of his march. Already below him, the massacre had begun, much to his annoyance. With that, he and the fifty orc warriors he had brought from his force marched down the hill, the men already b...
<|description|>Shukra "No longer, brothers and sisters, will you stay down in this dark, dank pit! No longer will you suffer and starve while those on the surface feast at your expense! No longer will we stay down here, forgotten legends that will always be nothing more than a memory! Rise up, brothers and sisters! Tod...
<|message|>Shukra While others were out making a slaughter of the village, Shukra was lifting burning and collapsed buildings off of trapped humans, kicking away bloodthirsty minions, and overall making himself look like the least evil creature among the horde that had come down into the village. Once or twice he'd eve...
<|description|>Shukra "No longer, brothers and sisters, will you stay down in this dark, dank pit! No longer will you suffer and starve while those on the surface feast at your expense! No longer will we stay down here, forgotten legends that will always be nothing more than a memory! Rise up, brothers and sisters! Tod...
<|message|>Shukra Shukra listened to the plans of many of the other champions in the room, and perked his ears. They had good ideas, but none that he approved of. Mostly because they revolved around laying blame at the feet of the orcs, and therefore his feet, as he would inevitably have to deal with the humans that st...
<|description|>Shukra "No longer, brothers and sisters, will you stay down in this dark, dank pit! No longer will you suffer and starve while those on the surface feast at your expense! No longer will we stay down here, forgotten legends that will always be nothing more than a memory! Rise up, brothers and sisters! Tod...
<|message|>Shukra Shukra received word of what was to be done, and sighed. No rest for the wicked, as the saying went. He took a sip of the stale mead the orcs had made, and let out a sigh. A larger village, wanted intact, with sizable defenses. He took another sip from the stone mug, then grunted. And the master put a...
<|description|>Shukra "No longer, brothers and sisters, will you stay down in this dark, dank pit! No longer will you suffer and starve while those on the surface feast at your expense! No longer will we stay down here, forgotten legends that will always be nothing more than a memory! Rise up, brothers and sisters! Tod...
<|message|>Shukra While Shukra's face remained impassive as stone, behind that neat little mask was a burning anger that told him to get to that dungeon and wring the creature's neck. But, he would not give Athinar the satisfaction of getting under his skin. No, no, he had a better way. One that did not involve him get...
<|description|>Torrens Igneus Physical Form: Around 176cm (5'9") tall, his body shape is very human, save for the fact that his 'skin' is coloured a solid shade of red, and he also has two small horns on his head and a short, skinny tail. For a demon, he's pretty scrawny, and even by human standards he's not very muscu...
<|message|>Torrens Igneus Torrens had been itching to get this fight under way for days. Too long had he been kept in the Dungeon, fed by the measly warmth of chopped wood fires while all around him taunted an entire forest which he was not allowed to burn. As a consequence his power at the moment was rather weak, but ...
<|description|>Torrens Igneus Physical Form: Around 176cm (5'9") tall, his body shape is very human, save for the fact that his 'skin' is coloured a solid shade of red, and he also has two small horns on his head and a short, skinny tail. For a demon, he's pretty scrawny, and even by human standards he's not very muscu...
<|message|>Torrens Igneus Torrens had been having such a good time, lavishing in the temperatures of the blacksmith's furnace, that he had completely lost track of time. At one point Octavius had popped by briefly to check that the blacksmith had been secured, but despite that brief interruption Torrens may have sat th...
<|description|>Torrens Igneus Physical Form: Around 176cm (5'9") tall, his body shape is very human, save for the fact that his 'skin' is coloured a solid shade of red, and he also has two small horns on his head and a short, skinny tail. For a demon, he's pretty scrawny, and even by human standards he's not very muscu...
<|message|>Torrens Igneus Torrens stood upright as all the Fire Spirits burst out of the ground and flew across the village, hunting for bodies. He smiled at the sight of fire everywhere, despite the fact that it wasn't burning anything. "That sounds pretty good, actually. Could you do that some time?" Torrens said,...
<|description|>Torrens Igneus Physical Form: Around 176cm (5'9") tall, his body shape is very human, save for the fact that his 'skin' is coloured a solid shade of red, and he also has two small horns on his head and a short, skinny tail. For a demon, he's pretty scrawny, and even by human standards he's not very muscu...
<|message|>Torrens Igneus Torrens was also in the chamber when the Master had congratulated the lot of them on their destruction of the village. He was pacing in a corner, with everyone who could help it keeping their distance from the searing incandescence of the demon. In fact, his mere presence in the room for the m...
<|description|>Torrens Igneus Physical Form: Around 176cm (5'9") tall, his body shape is very human, save for the fact that his 'skin' is coloured a solid shade of red, and he also has two small horns on his head and a short, skinny tail. For a demon, he's pretty scrawny, and even by human standards he's not very muscu...
<|message|>Torrens Igneus Torrens' attention was briefly drawn from the argument and fight developing before him as some of the humans started falling to the ground, unconscious. It appeared evident that one of the soul eaters of the party was at work here, taking an early pick of the spoils. "Don't forget to leave som...
<|description|>Torrens Igneus Physical Form: Around 176cm (5'9") tall, his body shape is very human, save for the fact that his 'skin' is coloured a solid shade of red, and he also has two small horns on his head and a short, skinny tail. For a demon, he's pretty scrawny, and even by human standards he's not very muscu...
<|message|>Torrens Igneus Torrens thought over Emily's words, until Emily conjured a small mote of a magical flame for him. Torrens stepped over, swiftly swiped it, and stepped back to where he was. While to those unfamiliar with him it may have appeared to have been a rude snatch, Torrens was simply taking caution and...
<|description|>Torrens Igneus Physical Form: Around 176cm (5'9") tall, his body shape is very human, save for the fact that his 'skin' is coloured a solid shade of red, and he also has two small horns on his head and a short, skinny tail. For a demon, he's pretty scrawny, and even by human standards he's not very muscu...
<|message|>Torrens Igneus Torrens seemed to be satisfied at how the orcs would be organised, and gave a nod to Shukra to indicate this. Azvaran would need to be reassigned, but that was Athinar's problem. However, something else now bothered him. With Athinar's plan, unless some people were missing from the assembly, t...
<|description|>Torrens Igneus Physical Form: Around 176cm (5'9") tall, his body shape is very human, save for the fact that his 'skin' is coloured a solid shade of red, and he also has two small horns on his head and a short, skinny tail. For a demon, he's pretty scrawny, and even by human standards he's not very muscu...
<|message|>Torrens Igneus Torrens had been lying in wait patiently when he saw in the sky over the rim of his ditch rising smoke lit by fires from below against the night sky. He scrambled up to see that a fire had already broken out in the town. Getting to his feet, he cursed and said "How dare they start burning thin...
<|description|>Torrens Igneus Physical Form: Around 176cm (5'9") tall, his body shape is very human, save for the fact that his 'skin' is coloured a solid shade of red, and he also has two small horns on his head and a short, skinny tail. For a demon, he's pretty scrawny, and even by human standards he's not very muscu...
<|message|>Torrens Igneus Torrens, hearing the clamour and noise of battle in the streets ahead, jogged through the alleyways until he was near, at which point he hauled himself up onto a carefully selected stone roof in order to get a better view. In the streets he could see skirmishes with the Keeper's minions, heade...
<|description|>Torrens Igneus Physical Form: Around 176cm (5'9") tall, his body shape is very human, save for the fact that his 'skin' is coloured a solid shade of red, and he also has two small horns on his head and a short, skinny tail. For a demon, he's pretty scrawny, and even by human standards he's not very muscu...
<|message|>Torrens Igneus Torrens, in stumbling around blind then going to the burning town hall, had disoriented himself somewhat. He figured that finding the main road and joining the fight again should be easy enough, but instead of finding the main road he came across a noble mansion. This seemed to be a reasonable...
<|description|>Torrens Igneus Physical Form: Around 176cm (5'9") tall, his body shape is very human, save for the fact that his 'skin' is coloured a solid shade of red, and he also has two small horns on his head and a short, skinny tail. For a demon, he's pretty scrawny, and even by human standards he's not very muscu...
<|message|>Torrens Igneus Torrens had been joined in the charge by hexblade Octavius and he could feel the powerful concussive blasts of the illithid echoing throughout the cave. Torrens reinserted himself into the fray where the Xallihion had just cleared a path with a tentacle of force. Looking over to Octavius, Torr...
<|description|>Torrens Igneus Physical Form: Around 176cm (5'9") tall, his body shape is very human, save for the fact that his 'skin' is coloured a solid shade of red, and he also has two small horns on his head and a short, skinny tail. For a demon, he's pretty scrawny, and even by human standards he's not very muscu...
<|message|>Torrens Igneus As Torrens entered the settlement, he found that a squadron of dwarves was coming to intercept him, probably initially intended as reinforcements for the dwarves which had just been blown up. This contingent was made up of a few pikemen, as well as several axe-throwers. If Torrens had been at ...
<|description|>Torrens Igneus Physical Form: Around 176cm (5'9") tall, his body shape is very human, save for the fact that his 'skin' is coloured a solid shade of red, and he also has two small horns on his head and a short, skinny tail. For a demon, he's pretty scrawny, and even by human standards he's not very muscu...
<|message|>Torrens Igneus Torrens watched as the rabbit jumped up the walls and used, ironically, height to his advantage, traversing the alleyway above the reach of the flamethrower, covering his final approach with smoke bombs and then swiftly dispatching the dwarves. Torrens had already started walking up the alleyw...
<|description|>Torrens Igneus Physical Form: Around 176cm (5'9") tall, his body shape is very human, save for the fact that his 'skin' is coloured a solid shade of red, and he also has two small horns on his head and a short, skinny tail. For a demon, he's pretty scrawny, and even by human standards he's not very muscu...
<|message|>Torrens Igneus Not as nimbly footed as D'Artagnan or capable of flight like Clotho, Torrens fell to the back rank of the scouting party, scurrying around boulders to try to keep up with the rabbitfolk warrior he had put in the front of the party. In vouching for D'Artagnan, Torrens realised that he had sligh...
<|description|>Azavarn, The King Of The Crossroads, Lord Of The Deal "I'm the daringest devil you ever met, love." Physical Form Azavarn is rather human looking for a demon. He stands at 6'4" in height and has a lean, muscular body build. He has long crimson hair that hangs down to the back of his neck and a beard of t...
<|message|>Azavarn, The King Of The Crossroads, Lord Of The Deal "You know how this works old sport, you get nothing for free. I am running a business after all." Azavarn said with a side glance to his hellspawn brother. "Besides eight humans is quite the request, especially if one is expecting it for free." He said he...
<|description|>Athinar Gol-Gaia Physical Form: Tall, well-muscled, and stable, he is the pinnacle of physical perfection, even by the standards of some who would call themselves 'Immortal'. He is 6'8", and weighs at 300 pounds, in his normal form. In his alternate form, he gains a sentient sword, and a set of ar...
<|message|>Athinar Gol-Gaia Athinar rode the horse hard, barely noting the kobold fleeing with a 'twitch' of his peripherals. Releasing the reins, he stood up in the saddle, as he came alongside the villagers, who looked up at the massive mans form with hope, however brief it was. Jumping away from the horse, he landed...
<|description|>Athinar Gol-Gaia Physical Form: Tall, well-muscled, and stable, he is the pinnacle of physical perfection, even by the standards of some who would call themselves 'Immortal'. He is 6'8", and weighs at 300 pounds, in his normal form. In his alternate form, he gains a sentient sword, and a set of ar...
<|message|>Athinar Gol-Gaia Athinar grunted at the darkwraith briefly, not giving much attention to the gaunt figure. He didn't care much for the creatures, for if they got to someone before Athinar, it just wasn't as gratifying to draw blood. Also, they didn't really bleed themselves, just kind of oozed. However, his ...
<|description|>Athinar Gol-Gaia Physical Form: Tall, well-muscled, and stable, he is the pinnacle of physical perfection, even by the standards of some who would call themselves 'Immortal'. He is 6'8", and weighs at 300 pounds, in his normal form. In his alternate form, he gains a sentient sword, and a set of ar...
<|message|>Athinar Gol-Gaia Athinar viewed the proceedings with a wicked grin, one that even the Master would see. He approved of the punishment, even if he thought that the oversized pussy was in the wrong. No matter what he thought, believed, the Boss was always right. Athinar stepped up behind Consumes Peace, and pa...
<|description|>Athinar Gol-Gaia Physical Form: Tall, well-muscled, and stable, he is the pinnacle of physical perfection, even by the standards of some who would call themselves 'Immortal'. He is 6'8", and weighs at 300 pounds, in his normal form. In his alternate form, he gains a sentient sword, and a set of ar...
<|message|>Athinar Gol-Gaia Athinar looked down on the village, surrounded by his fellow champions of the Master, from a ridge that wasn't that high, but it was far enough away to overlook the town as well. Viewing devices hung from his belt, and one of them was held in a massive palm, spyglass to Athinar's eye. His he...
<|description|>Athinar Gol-Gaia Physical Form: Tall, well-muscled, and stable, he is the pinnacle of physical perfection, even by the standards of some who would call themselves 'Immortal'. He is 6'8", and weighs at 300 pounds, in his normal form. In his alternate form, he gains a sentient sword, and a set of ar...
<|message|>Athinar Gol-Gaia Athinar's eyes narrowed as he surveyed the city. Smoke and flame from the front gate, screams of terror within. Athinar wouldn't have thought it odd for Torrens or Shukra to have jumped the gun, but they both knew better. Most likely, it was some lesser minion who had found his way in, and h...
<|description|>Athinar Gol-Gaia Physical Form: Tall, well-muscled, and stable, he is the pinnacle of physical perfection, even by the standards of some who would call themselves 'Immortal'. He is 6'8", and weighs at 300 pounds, in his normal form. In his alternate form, he gains a sentient sword, and a set of ar...
<|message|>Athinar Gol-Gaia As the sorceress was abandoned by her guards, Athinar kept moving forward, breaking the fleeing ranks of men like so much water upon a stone. Then, the street before the sorceress and himself was suddenly clear for the nine meters ahead. Sprinting across the gap, Athinar had halved the dista...
<|description|>Athinar Gol-Gaia Physical Form: Tall, well-muscled, and stable, he is the pinnacle of physical perfection, even by the standards of some who would call themselves 'Immortal'. He is 6'8", and weighs at 300 pounds, in his normal form. In his alternate form, he gains a sentient sword, and a set of ar...
<|message|>Athinar Gol-Gaia As the crossbow bolts whistled towards Athinar, he only howled in delight. A real challenge, not some puny villagers, or pitiful sorcerer. As he closed the gap on the knight, six of the ten bolts caught him, two on his left shoulder, one on his right thigh, one was deflected by the armor on ...
<|description|>Athinar Gol-Gaia Physical Form: Tall, well-muscled, and stable, he is the pinnacle of physical perfection, even by the standards of some who would call themselves 'Immortal'. He is 6'8", and weighs at 300 pounds, in his normal form. In his alternate form, he gains a sentient sword, and a set of ar...
<|message|>Athinar Gol-Gaia The bolt flew true, and sunk into the back of Athinar's knee. Growling, he bent down, and ripped the bolt out, actually blinking at the pain. When he stood up, he spun around, and catching the pike by the haft, he swung the man to the side, and lifted his knee, catching the man's cuirass on ...
<|description|>Athinar Gol-Gaia Physical Form: Tall, well-muscled, and stable, he is the pinnacle of physical perfection, even by the standards of some who would call themselves 'Immortal'. He is 6'8", and weighs at 300 pounds, in his normal form. In his alternate form, he gains a sentient sword, and a set of ar...
<|message|>Athinar Gol-Gaia As the Boss exploded into being in the center of the square, cackling with glee, Athinar simply stood there, and let the fire roll over his black armor. So the Boss finally arrives. Maybe he can tell me why in the Void he tried to kill me. Cackling with glee, and summoning more imps to his ...
<|description|>Athinar Gol-Gaia Physical Form: Tall, well-muscled, and stable, he is the pinnacle of physical perfection, even by the standards of some who would call themselves 'Immortal'. He is 6'8", and weighs at 300 pounds, in his normal form. In his alternate form, he gains a sentient sword, and a set of ar...
<|message|>Athinar Gol-Gaia Athinar watched this all silently, taking it in, with a smirk on his face. Now, if he didn't have any memories, what would he ask? Now, if he remembered this particular demon Warlock, then he liked people being subservient. However, that was his downfall, last time. He oppressed his minions ...
<|description|>Cold stare Physical form: Manifestation of 6ft incorporeal image hovering 3 inches off the ground. Abilities: Necrotizing fasciitis in 3ft diameter when manifested. Moves threw physical barriers. Ghost blade ignores physical barriers, plunged into the living removes the warmth of life. Person actually ...
<|message|>Cold stare Seeing the knights being slaughtered by Balothiss gave the curse soul a moments respite. These were knights who may have been loyal to an idea at one point. They might be here only from a sworn fealty. Fools, symbols of his own once naivety. The cold grew around the shade. He would release them fr...
<|description|>Cold stare Physical form: Manifestation of 6ft incorporeal image hovering 3 inches off the ground. Abilities: Necrotizing fasciitis in 3ft diameter when manifested. Moves threw physical barriers. Ghost blade ignores physical barriers, plunged into the living removes the warmth of life. Person actually ...
<|message|>Cold stare The Thought of becoming flesh intrigued cold stare. Not sure if the giant could see him or not. The offer to control the flesh had little in the way of negatives. If he died then perhaps cold stare could keep the body. The task was simple enough. The wraith moved into the physical space not knowin...
<|description|>Xallihion Physical Form: Standing at 6' 3, Xallihion has a frail body and is obviously more used to pouring over a tome than manual labor. Abilities: Xallihion uses Telepathy to communicate with those within a 100 feet radius around himself, as his natural mouth is incapable of producing speech and has...
<|message|>Xallihion Xallihion will immediately attack the second the Dwarves turn their backs to the ambushers, his mental command ringing in the minds of his slaves, Kill them. With a drawing of power and a single wave of his hand, Spectral Tentacles will erupt from the walls of the tunnel, blocking the Dwarves retre...
<|description|>Xallihion Physical Form: Standing at 6' 3, Xallihion has a frail body and is obviously more used to pouring over a tome than manual labor. Abilities: Xallihion uses Telepathy to communicate with those within a 100 feet radius around himself, as his natural mouth is incapable of producing speech and has...
<|message|>Xallihion Narrowing his milky and dead looking eyes at the Insect as it darted around playing with his slaves, Xallihion will think to himself in a cold detatchment, A powerful Master owns her then, annoying but this Master of hers seems interesting. In that case, let us see just how skilled his pieces are. ...
<|description|>Xallihion Physical Form: Standing at 6' 3, Xallihion has a frail body and is obviously more used to pouring over a tome than manual labor. Abilities: Xallihion uses Telepathy to communicate with those within a 100 feet radius around himself, as his natural mouth is incapable of producing speech and has...
<|message|>Xallihion Walking beside the hovering Clotho, Xallihion's features won't change as he responds to her questions, My people live deep in the heart of the earth, far deeper than any dwarf. There we pride ourselves on our mastery of magic and mental warfare. I left my people because I wanted power, as the stron...
<|description|>Xallihion Physical Form: Standing at 6' 3, Xallihion has a frail body and is obviously more used to pouring over a tome than manual labor. Abilities: Xallihion uses Telepathy to communicate with those within a 100 feet radius around himself, as his natural mouth is incapable of producing speech and has...
<|message|>Xallihion Looking at the small creature before him, Xallihion's head will lower in a small bow of equal to equal as Clotho introduces him. So, one of the other pieces is a Kobold. It will be interesting working with you. Xallihion will remain silent to listen to the information the Kobold has to offer.</s>
<|description|>Sarin Raekyn Physical Form: A tall, beautiful woman, standing at 5'11", with long blonde hair and brown eyes, with flecks of gold speckled in. She is muscular, yet attractive and slim, even with the scars that mark her body. Abilities: Holy Fire - Sarin summons a ball of holy flame, that burns evil cre...
<|message|>Sarin Raekyn Sarin slid back, not knocked onto her back, but rather pushed by the sheer force of the kick. With a flourish, she bowed to the half-giant, a polite one, meant to convey respect for his abilities. The fire didn't blind her in the slightest, eyes accustomed to flames greater than such as his. ...
<|description|>Mar'Ament "The Formless One" "The Black Blood" Physical Form: Mar, as one of his titles suggests, has no defined form, only being recognized most as like a black, blood-like fluid that can move on its own in any way it wants, taking up any shape or form that he wants or needs to. Abilities: Is currently...
<|message|>Mar'Ament "The Formless One" "The Black Blood" "Sir, those monsters are pushing further and further into the city, it won't take them long to get here." "It will still take them time, use it to gather my things, make sure to-" An elderly dwarf's sentence was cut off by a scream, which was followed by a dwar...
<|description|>Drevan Kaii Codename (Radio Call): Bugcatcher Age: 34 Nationality: Canadian, Vancouver Born and bred Role: Hacker/Support personnel Appearance: Picture taken by a wireless drone, mere moments before it was spotted, swatted and the operator found over Hacknet and had his system aggressively burned out....
<|message|>Drevan Kaii Draven clicked away at his keyboard, "I got you all. Sorry about the commentary. That hack was intense. Like sex, digitally, and without worry of STDs." He chuckled. Bringing up the security feeds he started to record short spurts of video for the cameras. Including when gaurds moved past them wh...
<|description|>Drevan Kaii Codename (Radio Call): Bugcatcher Age: 34 Nationality: Canadian, Vancouver Born and bred Role: Hacker/Support personnel Appearance: Picture taken by a wireless drone, mere moments before it was spotted, swatted and the operator found over Hacknet and had his system aggressively burned out....
<|message|>Drevan Kaii Bugcatcher sat at his desk. Plugging away, "Okay...Libby...you're clear on cameras. I have a loop of an all clear with a scheduled guard rotation on them. They'll have no idea. I have the real feeds slaved to my terminal. I'll be able to watch you through. A guard already passed your route so you...
<|description|>Drevan Kaii Codename (Radio Call): Bugcatcher Age: 34 Nationality: Canadian, Vancouver Born and bred Role: Hacker/Support personnel Appearance: Picture taken by a wireless drone, mere moments before it was spotted, swatted and the operator found over Hacknet and had his system aggressively burned out....
<|message|>Drevan Kaii Bugcatcher bit the corner of his lower lip, worrying abit at the flesh. Looking back and forth, then stabbed his finger out at a screen, and brought the feed up onto the screen right above him, zoomed the camera and reached out to pulls Kingmaker over, "Got him! The Boss is right. Last Carraige, ...
<|description|>George Alexander Upperton Cuddlesworth Codename (Radio Call): Lancaster Age: 30 Nationality: English Role: Field agent Appearance: One of the last known pictures of George at Oxford University before leaving for new adventures, or so George called it. George stands at an little more than average hei...
<|message|>George Alexander Upperton Cuddlesworth "Please yes, kind sir." a voice could be heard from what one would imagine was the bathroom, an outdoors one of course. Not long afterwards, a man of Middle Eastern origin entered through a door in the back of the bar. The man wore clothing associated with Pakistan's ne...
<|description|>George Alexander Upperton Cuddlesworth Codename (Radio Call): Lancaster Age: 30 Nationality: English Role: Field agent Appearance: One of the last known pictures of George at Oxford University before leaving for new adventures, or so George called it. George stands at an little more than average hei...
<|message|>George Alexander Upperton Cuddlesworth Things developed rapidly, all accordingly to plan. Well, everything except the position Lancaster ended up in. Liberty had done everything as they agreed, but of course she had forgotten where to actually throw her flash bang, as she threw it from her location, ending u...
<|description|>George Alexander Upperton Cuddlesworth Codename (Radio Call): Lancaster Age: 30 Nationality: English Role: Field agent Appearance: One of the last known pictures of George at Oxford University before leaving for new adventures, or so George called it. George stands at an little more than average hei...
<|message|>George Alexander Upperton Cuddlesworth "Yes, I am okay Cavalier. Now would you kindly focus on the mission, we don't have time for this...this nonsense." Lancaster said back to Thom before they left the complex, guns blazing at any hostile target around them. As they made their way towards the Toyota, Lancas...
<|description|>George Alexander Upperton Cuddlesworth Codename (Radio Call): Lancaster Age: 30 Nationality: English Role: Field agent Appearance: One of the last known pictures of George at Oxford University before leaving for new adventures, or so George called it. George stands at an little more than average hei...
<|message|>George Alexander Upperton Cuddlesworth Human Resources, just the words brought back memories to George as he took another sip from his glass of whiskey. Yes he had, 'taken some liberties' with the temps when they had time, but it was not as if they objected. Only complaint he had was their bra-sizes were big...
<|description|>George Alexander Upperton Cuddlesworth Codename (Radio Call): Lancaster Age: 30 Nationality: English Role: Field agent Appearance: One of the last known pictures of George at Oxford University before leaving for new adventures, or so George called it. George stands at an little more than average hei...
<|message|>George Alexander Upperton Cuddlesworth "10-4, I got things handled over here. See you shortly." An thus the fighting once again commenced. The man George had thrown at the wall made a rather loud snapping-sound as his head richocheted back from the impact, presumably breaking his neck, which for George was ...
<|description|>George Alexander Upperton Cuddlesworth Codename (Radio Call): Lancaster Age: 30 Nationality: English Role: Field agent Appearance: One of the last known pictures of George at Oxford University before leaving for new adventures, or so George called it. George stands at an little more than average hei...
<|message|>George Alexander Upperton Cuddlesworth "With Dear Lady Liberty right in the middle of the storm? You might as well ask Father Christmas for a new train-set, and you know that." George spoke calmly to his fellow gentleman agent, easily driving his car while keeping the conversation going between them. An inte...
<|description|>George Alexander Upperton Cuddlesworth Codename (Radio Call): Lancaster Age: 30 Nationality: English Role: Field agent Appearance: One of the last known pictures of George at Oxford University before leaving for new adventures, or so George called it. George stands at an little more than average hei...
<|message|>George Alexander Upperton Cuddlesworth "A pint? A single pint? Thom, you're going to owe me a whole distillery by the end of this." --- Liberty had driven HIS car decent enough he had to admit, although her wounded leg was sure to give the usually smooth ride a bumpy after-taste, like a really bad Amer...
<|description|>Cassandra L. Marquise Codename (Radio Call): Liberty Age: 29 Nationality: American Role: Field Agent Appearance: "Fucking Bugcatcher!" No further caption necessary.[Circa late 2000s/early 2010s] Cassandra stands at 5'11" and weighs about 135 lbs, maintaining a slender yet toned frame, perfect for opera...
<|message|>Cassandra L. Marquise Cassandra, also known as Liberty was perched on a rooftop somewhere in Peshawar, obviously quite a way away from her partner(s). She was given the task of watching for some guy named Hassam and tracking his every move. This was right up the former Navy SEAL's alley. Unlike her fellows d...
<|description|>Cassandra L. Marquise Codename (Radio Call): Liberty Age: 29 Nationality: American Role: Field Agent Appearance: "Fucking Bugcatcher!" No further caption necessary.[Circa late 2000s/early 2010s] Cassandra stands at 5'11" and weighs about 135 lbs, maintaining a slender yet toned frame, perfect for opera...
<|message|>Cassandra L. Marquise [Appropriate OST, shout out to ONL :)] As Liberty heard the codeword after god knows however long it was, she grabbed a flashbang off of her chest rig, pulling the pin and the safety lever off of it as she opened the door and chucked it into the bar, shutting it before hearing the bang...
<|description|>Cassandra L. Marquise Codename (Radio Call): Liberty Age: 29 Nationality: American Role: Field Agent Appearance: "Fucking Bugcatcher!" No further caption necessary.[Circa late 2000s/early 2010s] Cassandra stands at 5'11" and weighs about 135 lbs, maintaining a slender yet toned frame, perfect for opera...
<|message|>Cassandra L. Marquise Cassie was slamming a drink as Lancaster decided to make another one of his stupid remarks. She shrugged before slamming more of it down, "I like how I did that, it sends a message that we are not to be fucked with." Cassie chucked a peanut at Lancaster's face before hiccuping. The redn...
<|description|>Cassandra L. Marquise Codename (Radio Call): Liberty Age: 29 Nationality: American Role: Field Agent Appearance: "Fucking Bugcatcher!" No further caption necessary.[Circa late 2000s/early 2010s] Cassandra stands at 5'11" and weighs about 135 lbs, maintaining a slender yet toned frame, perfect for opera...
<|message|>Cassandra L. Marquise Cassie groaned and put her hand on her forehead. "You shitting me? Fuck!" She paced back and forth, dwelling on how to go about this new endeavor. She had to land in the bucket. There was no other way unless she wanted to leave in multiple pieces. "I hate you, Drevan." She took a deep b...
<|description|>Cassandra L. Marquise Codename (Radio Call): Liberty Age: 29 Nationality: American Role: Field Agent Appearance: "Fucking Bugcatcher!" No further caption necessary.[Circa late 2000s/early 2010s] Cassandra stands at 5'11" and weighs about 135 lbs, maintaining a slender yet toned frame, perfect for opera...
<|message|>Cassandra L. Marquise Pulling the handbrake, Cassie executed a handbrake turn that would impress even the most stubborn of girls. Letting the male occupants of the car go chase after the terrorists, Cassie peeled off once they were fully away. She realized that there wasn't really another place to go other t...
<|description|>Jason Blackburn My Marine Command Character Age: 37 Gender: Male Appearance: Position: Marine, Chief Warrant Officer 5 Personality: Jason tends to be very friendly and easy to get along with generally, but shifts to a much more serious personality when taking command. He is very careful to make sure...
<|message|>Jason Blackburn Captain Stirling had been in somewhat deep thought when Alice approached him. She asked him if he was expecting trouble, and he nodded. "Intel says that with the exact time we left Orpheus IV's spacedock and entered hyperspace, we should arrive exactly in time for the first shots of the battl...