Antimagic Gambeson
Threads of silver form a mesh through this black arming shirt. Some of the threads form...
Threads of silver form a mesh through this black arming shirt. Some of the threads form...
A silvery alloy makes up these manacles. Lacking a chain, they instead bind the hands...
The grinding of bone on bone scrapes against your senses as you awaken, your world...
Hooded taskmasters stand watch over lines of workers chained together in body and fate....
The towering fiend laughs as the guards surround it, poking at its scarred, red flesh....
Clinging to his mother with small, thin fingers, the ragged child looks upon you with...
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Your adversary smirks as you question them, a sickening, infuriating expression that...
“I’m not sure the protein in your flesh would agree with me—but the more you talk...
“Such arrogance from such fragile… gooey… forms. In a way, I admire your heart,...