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.
Kranno the Goblin didn’t know what to do with his mastery of the art of skulking until he met the frustrated poet Vonyich Festelgabber.
Barnacles and bilge rats, a pernicious package of perfidious pirates!
A quiet old veteran that likes to visit the market in the evening, “Chivver” is an easy man to overlook. On the other hand, he overlooks very little of what happens around him…
Shrouded in rags, this fallen foreign nobleman serves as the lethal right hand of the queen of the beggars.
Man, too, is a primal creature, though he binds himself with the chains named Reason and Law, locked link by link from birth. Yet, those locks can be opened, the links broken, in both the savage world of the street-slum, and in the gilded cages of nobility.
One such creature is the petty pirate, Gurad Sorgon. Unknown to those that dismiss him as being merely an ugly face among the multitude of floating scoundrels that abound on the lawless seas, this maruder conceals within him the soul of a prehistoric terror.
You have been assigned to hire an assassin by another middleman to kill some rich mans enemy. You go to the assassins guild to find you have quite a choice.
The are 30 thieves, killers and other criminals that ought to be behind bars.
“That’s got be the worst assassin I’ve ever seen.”
Some times you just need a horde of police officers…
I will make a prison that is as inescapable as the crime that infests our cities and towns
Never a more petty and larcenous trio will there be found.
‘‘A thousand of the vile things we set alight, crying aloud the prayers of the Holy Redeemer as the demonic abombinations screamed in a chorus of almost human agony, utterly helpless against the flames that consumed their monstrous and deformed bodies. Never again will another human grace the banquet of these accursed fiends. But it pleases me even more to say that the gold which is so abundant in this heathen land, is now the sole propety of a nation blessed by the One God. No more will these repellent false deities lay claim to that which we have wrested from their worshippers’‘. -Corand Rogad, Conquerer of Tahutol
The object of many a sensual fantasy, few thieves garner as much attention as this leather-clad halfling
“It is said that the shadows hold many dangers, and that is true. I am one of those dangers.” - Saja Jyn
Few would guess that this kindly old man with the uncombed hair was the willing accomplice in many of the assassinations in the last two decades.
On the surface, Sir Edmund Verney is a very good man, deeply loved by most citizens of Karnivhal. He is a war hero, knighted on the battlefield,a curer of diseases, and one of those who purged the country of evil mages. However, he himself has a deeply hidden secret life, that he wants very much to keep hidden by any means nesscessary…
He is fat, kind, witty and against violence. The last person you would expect to be a vampire
In my setting that is posted here called “The Kingdom of Orentia” the appointed ruler of the town of Thorpe is Griffin Orent. Griffin is actually the leader of a rather large group of bandits operating all over the kingdom. However, these are not your normal bandits…
Meta energy...lent by lunos of the seven skys, father of the dragongods, has the power to alter events, rippling through time and space, no other form of energy is stronger, with the ability to even destory planets.It rips apart sheilds by going back in time before they were brought up. No weapon can withstand the force of such It is a power usable only by families bloodline, and those we have chosen to gift with miniscule amounts of its power. It not being of this plane, isn't even subjective to the so called "gods" here. Different worlds, different levels of power.
It is a power of change and manipulation, essentially leaving us to create with it what we will, if our mind is strong enough to do so.
Large amounts of this inserted into any one being/energy will cause them to implode, ripping themselves apart and sucked into another dimension entirely.
The limitations of meta are only set by ones mind, an open mind has no limits to the powers of meta.