[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][i]Bloodwrath Superhighway[/i][/b] [i] A single motorcycle moves at incredible speeds down dorsal highway, a vehicle route from port to starboard of the vast starship. The motorcycle is driven by none other than Edmond Glass, his black helmet sporting devil horns and a strange reference to an ancient music known as rock and roll. Edmond reaches the General Quarters, or GQ section of the ship and passes through a security checkpoint. "We're going to need to search your backpack, sir" says one of the imperial guard, approaching Edmond. "I'd rather you didn't..." Says Edmond as he tosses the guard a heavy sack of gold. "There's more where that came from if you can manage to keep your mouth shut and get me through without interruption." Finishes Edmond with a smile. The guard escorts Edmond through, motorcycle and all. "Thanks!" Says Edmond as he guns the throttle, popping a wheeley as he speeds away like a madman. [b]The guard examines the gold..... It's all fake. "GUARDS!!!" Yells the imperial officer as his troops mobilize and give chase.[/b] [/i] [spoiler]open[/spoiler]