Hated by humans and other vampires alike, and in his eyes forsaken by the God that he spent his whole mortal life devoted to, Alexis is a self-hating Vampire.
No high school teens who turn out to be wonder-pilots here.
Keep your wits about you man, they are only bullets. Not like we have to brave the damned bird.
Col. Chapman at the Battle of Miner Hill
A traveling scholar, digging up the roots of totemos that he encounters.
The only son of Dr. Nicholas Farthing, Ironwing has dedicated himself to the destruction of his father’s Fabulous Engine.
"Stay back! I’m a… a powerful wizard!"
And you think you’ve had issues with your father…
Brave Olgiherga Ogerhunch, ogre hunter of the Ostrobogs and fenstalker.
She is The Princess of the Night Faire
You’re a mean one Old Crynog
You really are a skug
Halfling children’s rhyme
"It has been said that humanities’ mortality is the root cause for its creation of art. I am the embodiment of contradiction for that theory."
Cloaked in mystery, and yet one of the main figures of power in Locastus, City of Mirrors.
You say you have no place to go, friend? That you do not even know, if it is worth going anywhere? I hear there is a place where they might help you.
The 13 living statues of the Dal Nastro ruins
Lion Man in The Carnival of Forgotten Souls
Feral boy in The Carnival of Forgotten Souls
“Missing Link” in The Carnival of Forgotten Souls
Tattooed lady in The Carnival of Forgotten Souls
Thin man & knife thrower in The Carnival of Forgotten Souls
Ringmaster of the Carnival of Forgotten Souls
The PCs find a small green glass bottle, something can be seen writhing within the smoked glass. If the PCs open the bottle a repulsing form of life will pour forth and grow in size. A genderless beings of soft pliable purple flesh towers before the PCs, it has no detail, no distinguishing characteristics except for a narrow slit for a mouth that holds rows of inwardly curving teeth.