A murder of crows descends upon your offering to Viravain, Lady of the Thorns, their beaks ripping and tearing at 3 corpses. As they feast, the weight of power builds in the air and the shadows stir … (View Post)
With a flourish of her arm, Misericorde points a mechanical fountain pen away from her, ready to strike. A stream of ink imbued with bursts of steam and beams of holy light sprays from a mechanical f… (View Post)