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Edited by Immørtal Fulgrim:
9/11/2016 4:14:04 AM
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Prison of Exiles (RP - RoB)
[b][i]- An interlude for RoB and other realms, loosely tied to Warhammer 40k and several other themes.[/i][/b]
[i] Hurtling through the aether, between the currents of space and time, soars a mighty vessel of steel and flesh, a starship of vast size and unimaginable power - The Bloodwrath. This is an ancient ship of legends, with a lengthy history that has appeared throughout time over tens of thousands of centuries. It has sailed through the warp, a gateway between stars and galaxies that does not abide by the laws of physics, and is inhabited by entities of unspeakable horror including gods of madness and chaos. The inhabitants of the ship are champions from many realms. With no memory of their arrival, they are bound together for a common cause - a cause that not even they can fathom. These are the stories of these exiles.
[b]Welcome to Prison of Exiles.[/b][/i]
[b][i]For New Arrivals:[/i][/b]
[spoiler]https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/126649858/0/0[/spoiler]
[b][i]Biographies:[/i][/b]
[spoiler]https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/123300498/0/0[/spoiler]
[b][i]Bloodwrath Information:[/i][/b]
[spoiler]https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/153882861/0/0[/spoiler]
[b][i]Link to RoB reference:[/i][/b]
[spoiler]https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/120286322/0/0[/spoiler]
- [b][i]The Bloodwrath will now be your home, but tread lightly, for this starship has a taste for blood, and a hunger for the souls of men to fuel it's fires of war. Consider this a warning, venturing into quarantined and off limits areas could lead to an unpleasant demise. The things that dwell in the dark are beyond you, and more insidious than you could imagine.
[u]Current Happenings:[/u]
- Your memories are blank as to your arrival, but there seems to be hope. Many are reporting visions brought on by depictions of an hourglass... Perhaps searching for banners, relics, books, or other items related to the hourglass could unlock the mystery of your arrival.
The Rivers of Blood continue to flow. [/i][/b]
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87 Replies[i] Among the loud clamor and voices of the patrons, a new figure enters the bar of the Bloodwrath. He is about 6'2", clad in slim, form fitting black armor. A yin-yang symbol over crossed swords sits on the breastplate, partially obscured by a long black cloak that falls over his shoulders. At his hip, are three katanas in clear view. The first is a vibrant white and gold, a stark contrast to the black of his outfit. The second is a non-descript, dull olive green, with an oriental dragon head for the hilt. The third blade, matches his armor more fittingly than the first. Handle, wrappings, sheath, all in a complete and utter black. No, not black..something darker. Squid ink at midnight couldn't be more black. There were two defining things about the man: the first, was where his face should be, is a black demon mask, twisted snarl and fangs. The second, was his mere presence. Anyone with power knew the feeling. It was the vibe that made innocent onlookers turn their gaze back to their drinks and conversations. The man walked with lithe grace and power, like the living embodiment of death. Almost as if his figure was a simple vessel for unrestricted power. The man walked to the corner of the bar's room and has a seat at an empty table. It seemed like a normal action, but anyone with common sense knew that it was because he wanted to see the whole room, patrons, entrances, and exits. The [b]Bloodwrath[/b] was in for a treat. The [b]Ronin[/b] had arrived.[/i] (OPEN.)
