Devour XRen was bound, held prisoner along with the small battalion of her fellow knights. They had been captured in a night raid on their border patrol camp, the battle won before it had even begun by the cunning attackers. She had been startled awake and forced to surrender before she had time to secure her weapons. She was casting a worried gaze around her solemn companions, unable to find her captain among them, worried what might have happened to the knight 10 sigils higher than her. Unable

City Girl
Slowly her eyes began to open, and immediately Constance regretted it. Everything seemed to be moving but her. Her own body felt heavy and drained. She needed time to adjust herself. Let her mind settle. Getting into a rush never helped anyone. Instead she decided to analyze what she could with her other senses.
To begin with she felt chilled, and there was a distinct breeze, a drastic change from the clinical yet humid air of the lab. The air smelled different too, not sterile at al

Winner Gives All
Poteseni stepped forward, and looked out over the applauding masses of her fellow cultists. The bangs of her dark hair and band of her hat were saturated in sweat, a result of her own nerves, exertion, and the sheer heat that engulfed everything here in the depths of Rakdos's territory. To keep with their titanic leader's motif the center of his realm was kept hot with burning flames adorning many surfaces.
Though she was clearly breathing heavier from her effort thus far Pote