[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][i]Recently on Prison of Exiles![/i][/u][/b] [spoiler]this will be a short recap of what happened with my characters and their situation.[/spoiler] The Primarch of the Ultramarines, Roboute Guilliman, after meeting Inquisitor Ling, found his way to the Forgotten Arena. This massive room, spreading eight by eight Kilometers, was once used for battling titanic beings, all to the glory of the chaos gods. But it has been abandoned for ages, the defense systems long rusted away. It was home to an artificial flora and landscape, dead trees and black hills mark the arena with a varying terrain. In the middle of that terrian rests the Base of the Seventh Baltic Manticores regiment of Militarum Tempestus. The pride of the Imperial Guard. These soldiers were transported en masse to the ship, and none knows why... will of the Emperor? Evil scheme by the god of plots? Who truly knows? What remains is that these soldiers have made the best out of their unfortunate situation, and have assembled a mighty staging area in the hold. Mounting robust defenses, they are well protected against the warp spawns that ceaselessly attack their position. The Tempestor Prime, Lord-General Eleanor Lancaster, has learned from her scouts that a General Quarters exist within the ship, and that more Imperial forces are present there. The establishment of a route was critical. Meanwhile, a group of Ultramarines elite troops has discovered one of their Battle-Brothers of the White Scars, by the name of Bracheous. Accompanying him, they encountered a patrol of Tempestus Scions of the Baltic Manticores, who brought the team back to their camp, but not before halting to make the discovery of a half conscious winged woman, who was supposedly recognized as Saint Agnes, of the Order of the Ebon Chalice. This mysterious woman is currently being taken care of by the medical specialists of the Manticores, while the Ultramarines were reunited with their primarchs. Elsewhere, a patrol of Baltic Manticores have encountered a woman named Kat, battle-sister of the Void Wolves, who was suffering intense side effects from a Gene-Seed mutation. The wounded woman was escorted back to camp, where she is currently being watched over by the Tempestor Prime. Meanwhile, near the General Quarters, The Supreme Warlord Godkillah wanders the ship, in search of loot, dakka, and anything else to obtain. While this ambulatory threat poses a danger of death to anyone in the vicinity, it might be convinced of forming an alliance of sorts... and whoever would wield the mighty warlord would find themselves in a most favorable position. And finally, within the depths of the ship, Lord Noiratrom plots, gaining more and more power as his Legion of the Undying, the Sons of Chaos, grow in numbers. His plan to harvest the souls of his primarch brothers and gain their powers was going without hampering. He had already amassed the Soul of Lorgar, Primarch of the Word Bearers, and the wandering soul of Konrad Curze, of the Night Lords. His powers grew unchecked, and the number of those able to stand against him waned by the second, soon to reach a measly four, four deities... [spoiler]open to those that wish to continue any encounters/side plots.[/spoiler]