[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]Lings Hangover of WHY.[/b] Ling was in bed, as he woke up he had the worst headache of his life. He turned his head, noticing the empty wine bottle next to him. "Oh shit..Machas going to get onto me.." Ling said, reeling back from the headache. He barely had any sense of his surroundings besides the bed itself. He got up rather weakly, standing on his two legs after five minutes of attempting to stand. Holding his head he walked out of his room, and into the kitchen. He grabbed a cup and filled it with water and started drinking it. Ling felt a tiny bit better but it wasn't much. He looked for his clothes, where ever the hell they are and thankfully he found them shortly, he put them on rather groggily. Basically his coat was backwards and he lacked his shirt. His pants were on backwards too, basically he didn't know what he was doing. He went outside. [spoiler]Basically you can fück around with him. This is to just pass the time.[/spoiler]