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    We are a group that primarily organises community roleplaying, but we are open to raids, nightfalls, etc. We pride ourselves on providing a fun, non-toxic community. We are open to all, Playstation and Xbox. Join the fun! To prevent the group from having too many roleplays, new roleplays can only be made if there is a high enough demand and at least two admins approve of it. If you are an admin, then another two admins must approve of it. As of August 28, 2015, we are Bungie.net's largest multi-topic Roleplay group!

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originally posted in:The Roleplay League
11/7/2015 11:17:01 AM
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Rathiks Fallen Male Captain, House of Devils Clad in the crimson and silver, Rathiks makes for a striking figure. A brutally dangerous remnant of the surviving House of Devils, Rathiks is devious, calculating, and ruthless. He's a warrior, bred to reclaim the Great Machine, and both his armor and his flesh have the scars to prove it. His once bright steel-colored armor is pitted and dull, and his high-collared fur-lined cloak is ragged and singed around the edges. His helm and rebreather have long rents in them, including one that cuts straight through the outer left eye. Where all the others glow a winter's blue, it alone sits dark and cold. The missing eye leaves him with an ominous and savage gaze. A warrior true, Rathiks is adept with most of the Eliksni tools of war, ranging from the humble shock pistol to the iconic shrapnel launcher to the volcanic scorch cannon. While he is known for having the occasional Dreg carry his personal firearms, it's the blade that truly calls to him. Hanging from both hips are long sheathes, each one holding a saber-like shock blade. Two shock daggers hang on his belt as well, easily within reach of his secondary arms. All of his blades have taken lives, and the shells of dead ghosts hang from a chain around his waist as testament, and, unless he's stopped, his collection will only grow.

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