"I wish ‘ere were some way a bloke could pick up business in dis dreary ol town…Oh wait!
"The Dark One, he looks like anybody you see on the street. But when he grins, birds fall dead off high places. When he looks at you a certain way, your humors freeze and your urine burns. The grass yellows up and dies where he spits. He’s always outside. He came out of time. He doesn’t know himself. His names are legion as are his faces. He’s afraid of us. He is always on the outside looking in; hating people who have good fellowship and good conversation and friends - things he can not have. We’re inside. He knows magic. He can call the Night Beast and live in the shadows. He’s the king of nowhere. But he’s afraid of us. He’s afraid of . . . inside." The Book of Cauldius, found in the Royal Archive 828 by Arthurus the Wise
30 Assassins, both great and pathetic. - Die, by our hands…
30 (mainly) evil kiddnappers, ready to spirit helpless damsels and other victims to their fate.
He is the master of more than just the piemakers.
Nenni-0036.2 is a slight, even tiny Oraki, who has taken for herself the mantle of the cat who walks alone.
These be the tales of The Golden Prize, the most feared ship on The Liquid Sky.
A Watch Officer tasked with combatting gangs throughout the city. His network of contacts is remarkable.
"He who is at the right hand of the king defends his lord in honor and body. He who is at the left hand of the king commits his lord’s sins."
- Sartos of the Order of the Opal Tower, The Annals of Kings
"There are ideas that are so fundamental that without them, civilization could not exist. The most inviolate, the most important, is justice. If men do not hold rigorously to what is just, then society cannot live. I will not allow those who would ignore something so vital simply because it does not suit them to persist in doing so."
There are some people who just lay down and die if someone hurts them. Some people forgive those who hurt him. And some… well, some decide to punish the people who hurt them. Me? Not even death can stop me from having my revenge. Not my death, not his death. They’ll all pay.
Squinzerephtoritzpik, aka Squints, is a simple small time scumbag informant who happens to be from a tribe of goblins with a unique body modification tradition…
Renik Kavios is the leader of the dockworkers’ union. He is also a smuggler for stolen goods and illegal contraband. Through his power, he has the leaders of a city locked under his control.
“They took you away from me, Victoria. They killed you. Those fools took away the only thing I had, and they turned me into a monster. Well, I’ll make them pay, Victoria. I’ll avenge you, beloved. I’ll kill all of them.”
Pataket is a criminal unlike any others for he has been working at his trade for centuries, and it is rumoured that he can break into anywhere.
"Some people call me a monster, and while that’s true enough, they don’t give me enough credit. I am an artist, sir, in a criminally neglected art."
Few men in the Free Cities have as much power as this ambitious man, and fewer abuse their power so badly.
A member of the Branid family of were ravens.
Some of the inhabitants of Pier Point Prison-the bad, mad and the downright sad.
Trouble follows some people wherever they go. I follow that trouble and make sure those people don’t make anymore trouble. It ain’t easy, but someone’s got to do it.
The Rhenn Plains are serene and peaceful, beautiful, and quiet as if nothing had ever had happened to it, hiding away it's violent present and past. During some time ago, the countries needed land to fight on, for they did not want war to come to their home, so they chose the Rhenn Plains, Armies met there and men died on the lands, so the land has been empty always. But now there has been set an outpost and they are beset by the goverments wanting to keep it free, will the soldiers of the barracks prevail, or fall trying?