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"I am sure you can imagine. I am of the thought that, as a politician, you must do a lot of mental gymnastics to run the empire, but that is beside the point." Constantine clasped together his gloved hands, tightly pressing his palms against one another. "My sorcery is too complex to be...

The man raised an eyebrow, gauging Medja's reaction. "I am a newcomer, yes," stated Constantine with a hint of interest in his voice. Pacing towards the ship, he snorted, inhaling and exhaling the uncomfortably salty air around them. The other woman seemed friendly, inviting even. He shot her...

Interesting. Must the character be a dreadlord, or can they be an outsider too? (human) And is there a specific age limit? Noel

Constantine laid the flats of his palms upon the unkempt wooden doors, pushing inwards. He peeked his head inside, only to hear a dozen voices, many of them at once, cheering, chattering, laughing, seemingly awed by or at something. The atmosphere took him off guard, far too light-hearted...

The marsh was uninviting, not quite dreadful but unpleasant all the same. Constantine looked around, taking into himself the bits and pieces of information regarding his surroundings. He frowned, eyes met with goopy waters and skeletal foliage as far as his sight could reach. "This must be...

It looked all well and good now, a group of known friends getting together for a trip. A group of people who seemingly knew each other, even if only superficially. Who could possibly add something to this mix? Enter...Constantine. A tall, muscular man whose skin was alabaster colored, deathly...

Looking down at his fist, Constantine found it to be...bloodied. Yet it wasn't Constantine's blood that littered the leather glove, but that of a troll. A fat, boisterous creature laid beneath him, its face beaten in, nose broken, jaw dislocated. The troll clutched its face, streams of crimson...

The midday was crisp, still sunny enough to see everything around you, but with just the right amount of clouds to shield one's eyes from the sun's harmful gaze. Perfect day to take a stroll through the woods, to go camping, throw up a barbeque, literally any outside activity. It wouldn't be too...