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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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10 RepliesSome kind of.....aura..entered The Bloodwrath. A feeling felt by all. It made the hairs on the back of your neck stick up, made you alert. Was it fear? Uneasiness? The clamor of The Bloodwrath dampened slightly, but it was barely noticeable. Someone important was coming. It was a man, but he looked nothing short of a beast. He was 6'4, with a very muscular build and broad shoulders. A black leather jacket, devoid of all light, stretched across him. He wore pants, the same lightless color as the jacket. Black combat boots that seemed belonging to a soldier, touched the ground where he stood. Under the leather jacket was a shirt the color of blood, tight against the man's muscular body. Every article of clothing he wore was covered in dirt, grime, and most notably, blood. He appeared unarmed, but the feeling he gave off was enough to tell anyone who gazed upon them that his fists were the only thing he needed. His face was strong, hard, experienced. Covered in scars, fresh and faded. Red and white. New and old. He had, dirty, brown hair that ended near his neck. A thick, yet short beard with the same brown color as his hair. He began to walk, slowly, yet subtly. Not too many looked over, yet not too many ignored him. He sat down near the bar and uttered one word. "Beer." His voice rung through the room. He was something. Not a man. But an ideal. A concept. A sin. [b][u]Wrath has come.[/u][/b] [spoiler]open[/spoiler]
