Pen Pushing
‘Congratulations, Mr Pious. You're dead.’The words slowly flowed into his brain through a pair of frostbitten ears. Something wasn't right about them - something wasn't right about any of this,…
‘Congratulations, Mr Pious. You're dead.’The words slowly flowed into his brain through a pair of frostbitten ears. Something wasn't right about them - something wasn't right about any of this,…
Perched high in the shadowed rafters of New Vargus station, Deathstalker watched the cultist approach her across the gantry. He was a slight figure, swamped by his Administratum robes as he hurried onwards.
The two clergymen stood before the tall diamantine door of Saint Inoritas’s reliquary chamber in the lower vaults beneath the great cathedral.‘Dear friend, you have our most heartfelt gratitude for…
The child’s wide and stupid eyes regard Ezurath, its black pupils wet and sparkling in the dim white light.His hand tightens around its thin throat, enough to feel the blood…
Nhigều Do Sinn stood within the highest spire of his voidship situated in the Sanctuary of Divination. Held within an outstretched hand was a thread tied to a dangling plasteel…
Blood, both sacred and profane, flowed into the sigils cut into the stone floor. Van Saar Archeotek Stratto Cheynne’s screams echoed in the mirrored chamber. Strapped naked to the rack,…
The ship’s hatch blasts open, followed by the searchlights of three Guardsmen rifles. They sweep the room, verifying it’s clear before motioning their Sergeant in. They’re following up on a…
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‘We'll do it properly this time,’ Kurum said. Nia, his right-hand woman, nodded and they dragged the dead body to the side. The rest of the cultists wisely decided not…
/Loading…/Error: Critical memory error detected! Eminent system termination.!Admin ctrl. Hêtynn6718256 !Override.!Q: Are we safe?The chilled fane air swirled around the ancestor core. Grymnyr Hêtynn Gâard waited for the Votann’s answer, stroking…