[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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[b][u]Uune[/u][/b] [b][i]South Sector; Seventeenth level from the top[/i][/b] The silence throughout the massive cathedral like hallway seemed eternal. The undead or dying hiding among the floor carefully crept avoiding each others' stares. Then something strange occurred at the sealed door blocking the end of the hall; a sounding crash reverberated on the other side. Startled, the hidden hugged themselves more tightly, whimpering and praying the door would stay sealed again as it had done countless times before. Another, heavier this time, crash sounded through the double metallic doorway. The ceiling above shook off embers and ash at the unsettling rumble. Once again there was a deafening silence and some of the braver souls began to peek out of their dwellings. Immediately the door exploded with sound and the massive seal chained to it fell in two; a crevice had appeared where the gate had began to open. Some of the undead began to cry out in fear, others deathly silent as the doors slowly opened. Behind the door was a darkened, massive figure draped in tar black robes with what looked like an entire array of the galaxy colored upon the clothes. The giant was holding what looked like a staff nearly as tall as itself; as if it were floating the cloaked giant moved through the open doors into the cathedral like hall. The figure's head was covered in a hood sprouting from the top of the robes, through the black veil only two molten lights had shown through; the eyes. The creature lifted its non-staff hand into the air and performed a small movement whispering something, [i]"Reveal Yourself...."[/i] As soon as the words had been spoken a small, gangly and tattered man appeared out of thin air in front of the comparable giant. His eyes bulged with utter horror, scrambling away from this sudden threat. Before he could take his sixth step a large, silvery thorny hand wrapped itself around his waist and lifted him into the air. With a shout he grunted and bashed upon the solid appendage trying to escape from the grasp of the giant before him. Fearfully looking around his mouth opened in a blood curdling scream, then the figure placed its face to nearly touch the man's who had immediately gone limp; his eyes blank and mouth slack. A glowing greying wisp had floated from the man's face and passed through the giant's veil. A series of visions all brandishing the images of battles, other humans clad in power armor, a ship... [i]The[/i] ship... So this is where he was... How unfortunate. As if bored the giant dropped the still breathing man to the floor with a deafening snap; his neck broken from the fall. This had become more interesting... [spoiler]Open[/spoiler]