'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.

24.) The Broken Victim - Her coachman tried to rein the team of horses back in, but in their wild dash he fell from the carriage, and his customer was found dead along with the horses in the ravine where the broken pieces finally stopped rolling. Her limbs are mangled and broken and she screams through what is left of her throat...where is her coachman, she has a meeting to attend...everyone is waiting.
-Valadaar, 30(+) Walking Dead

She was our first warship. By god we weren’t going to roll over and show those damned arrogant space bastards our bellies.

Arthur Eastmorland, retired Welder

Lithe she was, an elfin maiden, and her blades were like lunes shine
yet her heart was for me barren, she longed for darkness, was not mine

- Alinastro of Skystone

"I hear that he walks the North these days, strides amongst the Silver Firs of those harsh lands. His followers struggling behind in the frost mist. New ones joining the lines everyday the, drawn to him by some mysterious force."

Diseases. Incomplete and currently abandoned

Being a picky eater as a vampire can be quite troublesome.

Some people have neither good nor bad luck; they instead have a certain whimsy of fate attached to them, placing them at the center of bizarre events whether they wish it or not. Joseph Random is one such individual...

The see the land dragons of Tevesage is to see the sharks of the land.

In theory, he could settle down. But because he's such a nice guy, he won't.

The wastes are cruel, and beneath the desolation they hide many secrets.

A man in plate armor approaches, but you see no face, for the chilling mist seeping from every joint in the armor obscures the view.

A type of silk given by a special type of larvae, much finer than conventional silk. Gowns woven from Moonsilk are not more alluring but can also give off musical sounds as breezes rustle over them.

"Greetings, Mortal," Said the bubbly, hissing voice in his head... What the hell was that, he thought. "Not hell, the Ocean. Walk into the surf, my child. I will protect you."

From [30 Police Officers]

5- Captain Cautious
This officer will wait for backup and will only advance if fully equipped and briefed. Always errs on the side of caution. Not the most popular man on the force, as others get hurt while he is suiting up.

An ocean of fine silt, shot through with pillars and islands of ancient stone, this realm would be a thing of harsh beauty were it not for the utterly lifeless nature of it.

A well-meaning mage has banished darkness from the area, not realizing the downsides of this event.

The Lazy Goat is a wayfarer's stop, a tavern of sorts out in the dark between cities.

"Have mercy? Dear, foolish, man, the Mistress's mercy is the only gift I have to give."

The mark of Kronath's ultimate favor, the Cloak of Dusk is held by her Hunter, her chosen avatar to hunt the living dead, and return them to her embrace.