Metody is the sobriquet of Kylie Monroe, a shadowrunner and street samurai
Neon Bunny is the sobriquet of one Samantha Powers, a hacker and cybernetics specialist freelancer
The IronCorps is a multinational security company frequently employed by celebrities, corporate BODs, and other high profile non-government VIPs.
A low end private security force, the Order of Ixium operated as the enforcers and henchmen of the House of the Forsaken
Gotta have dat juice!
Golgotha, Shadowrunner and notorious Juicer
An ancient mercenary regiment with a rich history, bound to a unique magic item. The regiment serves as family, faith and way of life to its soldiers.
"Liberty is every human’s right, and we fight for it, no matter how much the government doesn’t want us to. You are no longer civilians, humanitarians, or even Americans: you are Freedom’s shadow; you are Justice’s cloak; you are Liberty’s Call."rnrn-Sergeant Jacob O’Mallory addressing new recruits at Liberty’s Call training facility near Portland, Oregon.
Get to it, you mealy boned maggots! That stone isn’t going to cut itself!
These Trolls travel land and sea in an eternal search for their next war. The Host of Battle—for they have no other name for themselves—is part mercenary army, part ethnicity.
Mercenary companies are usually little more than bands of low-level thugs. This one is a much more sophisticated organisation, with its own history, regulations and culture.
A mercenary for hire. If you can handle the foul stench of dead dog, sweat and grease.
The Azure Lions Company is a mercencary company of some repute. With the motto of “Strength of Arms, Body, and Spirit”.
An outcaste goblin with a sadistic streak and a secret talent
Mercenaries and bounty hunters? We don’t need the help of scum like that.
Exiled from their home this elite military force is adrift in a foriegn land. All these people have ever known is war so they put themselves for sale as mere mercenaries at the same price as any other sword slingers. But these men have brought a new type of type of warfare to the northern lands and the fields of battle will run red with their enemy’s blood.
Even the boldest quake with fear of the Kobelyn Cavalry of Terkuss Tahkhan! Especially if they’re on the same side!
"Let their bodies be consumed, so that their souls may be healed" (Consumption 1-1)
Short for Vector Industries Tactical Security, VI-TAC-SEC, often itself shortened to V-TAC serves as the principle police force and garrison of Vector Industries.
Black Sword is a private military corporation, a company hired as security or to supplement governmental military forces. In Black Sword’s case, it is to supplement their special operations forces.
The Commander sniffed, “They are a motley group.”
The Captain said, “We will get the job done”.
The food that eats you back.
Creatures of nightmare, the thankfully rare Mesnoi have unique form and attributes. Only one Mesnoi at a time will ever be "encountered".
In appearance, a Mesnoi resembles a walnut-sized chunk of freshly-roasted red meat from some uncertain yet familiar, edible animal. The insidious creature camouflages itself quite appropriately whenever it can, by slowly making its way amidst feast tables and trays of roasted meats.
Once eaten by the unsuspecting, the Mesnoi sinks down to the stomach, reforming if chewed, and begins to lap up the gastric fluids, digestive juices, and bile that it craves, like a sponge.
The Mesnoi carrier will experience mild to severe stomach pains during this time.
After a few hours of this (this is the only time that the Mesnoi can be purged with magic, or other mundane means), the Mesnoi transforms into its true form inside its victim, that of a miniature, once more walnut-sized, pot-bellied, devil-horned, snake-tailed imp. This horrid little creature then begins to chew and eat its way out of the victim from the inside out with its tiny, razor-sharp teeth, like a rat forced to do so via torture.
The victim almost always dies a slow, agonizing death. That much is certain. The devilish imp then exits its victim and begins its seventy two hour existence of mischief and malevolence, until it once more turns back into a hunk of roasted meat with the movement capabilities of a snail.