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Judas' face maintains a furrowed brow and a stern look, though a flicker of excitement dances in his eyes. Eradicating the Duke... that would definitely put a ray of sunlight on the day. In all the research he had partaken in, Judas found that the Duke seemed to be the most well known and...

Judas’ face darkens at the mention of the undead. He turns to the side, and spits on the ground, before looking back up at Genevra. “Those pieces of scum. Yes, hopefully we shall see a day where they are all wiped from the face of our world Gemma. Though what prompts the conversation now? Is...

As Myrdin begins walking away, a loud *thunk* can be heard from the door to House Therion. After a brief moment, Judas opens the door, rubbing his head. “I could’ve sworn I’d left that open... oh! Meren! Good to see you around! Was it you that was knocking just know, or are there more...

1. Post your favorite moments: -The discovery of the Karasortians was neat, I didn't expect another player race to come out in this installment. While their lore is fascinating, I don't think that it's a sustainable costume requirement for me to craft the required third eye, double tail, and 6...

Judas squirms a bit after the woman’s statement. “No, I am not presently a member. And as for Earth Casting... well, I haven’t yet actually been able to grant someone healing yet, or any other things that the casters are known for.” Judas shakes his head. That wouldn’t matter. He would find a...

Judas wandered around Calanhelm, his mind trying to comprehend everything that had been happening. There was an abundance of information he had been able to find, though most of it was all preliminary findings. Minor undead traits, brief listings of necromancy cases in the past... It wasn't...

“Yeah, I’ve felt that presence before. You have too, whether you know it or not. There’s only one person we know who gives off a vile stink like that. One that rots the earth around their steps.” “Azel.”

“Yeah. Xestilophon. Or, Ted, likely. So you did have that dream, and you were there. You know what that means, right?” Volke’s breathing sped up a touch. He hoped that Dyne was able to pick it up. Because if Dyne had that dream, he wasn’t the only one who was also privy to that...

Volke tightly gripped Dyne’s arm, a squelch as his saliva made contact with skin. A tight squeeze sealed the agreement, and Volke released his grasp. It may be rocky, and it may be temporary, but it was necessary. Bending down, Volke gave a mighty heave to his dagger and it soared in to the air...

“You and I have a very different idea for mutilation. Honey, she was mutilated. Cutting of some ear tips is a far cry from what those bastards did to my wife. And an even farther cry from what I’ll do to every single one of the that isn’t Acel that we meet.” Volke rapidly moves and aggressively...

Volke lets out a chuckle, still nonchalantly flipping his throwing knife. “You are ******* tight mate. Nobody’s expecting you to be port and starboard, but I’m telling ya if you jump like you’ve got an urchin on your ball sack you’re gonna draw some attention.” “You brought Kaniah back, sure...

Volke walks through the camp with intent, trying to stick to where there was a minimal chance of being snuck up on. He was the sneaker, not the sneaked. There was a pressing matter at hand, one that was not solving itself anytime soon. It was evident that wasn’t being solved by how easy it was...

Judas finishes his coffee and sets his cup down. "Yes, indeed Karyn. Hunting necromancers, undead, and and lairs associated with them." He stands up, and walks his way toward the sink, a gathering place for dishes that had been used, setting his cup inside of it. He briefly turns it on, wets...

A blank stare is all that Judas’ face can muster. His pursuits thus far had always been his own. Others had come and assisted every now and then, but Judas had primarily been working for Judas’ best interests. And Solveig was, as of late, one of the last people that he had expected to be...

Judas gazes out the window as he considers Solveig's question. There was a long time to be had adventuring and refining himself. One thing, however, was very clear in his mind. "I intend to follow through on the same thing that nearly drove us to bloodshed Sally. I intend to purge the world of...

Judas remained silent long after Solveig had finished her words. He held her gaze as well, face remaining stoic. There was merit to what she had said, there always had been. Of this there was no questioning. Baibh on the other hand, was to be trusted less... humans. Such a trial, sometimes. So...

Solveig’s apparent awakening from her sleepy self to serious self had Judas somewhat taken aback. Figures, as Solveig had always been quick as a whip, shifting from pleasantries to business as the wind changed direction. Judas took a long sip of his coffee, considering the question. How did he...

Judas rolled his eyes at the mention of Lordship, turning to fall in behind Solveig. The windows were beginning to show the gentle rays of dawn's first light, and the house was starting to light up warmly. It was difficult to be truly angry at this point in the morning, though part of that was...

Judas opened his eyes, having revelled in the chill the dawn brought. With a hefty exhale, leaving a brief cloud of vapours to blow away in the gentle breeze, he hefted his glaive and began to stroll about the Lux. Everyone seemed to be putting on various layers, or spending more time in their...