Feyrith
Zyndyrr K'yoshin
Karskgorak Fiend-Crusher
Emmeline Hildebrandt
Forces of Iskandar
The vampire in red plate inclined his head, a hinge blessing a sin; the dog-head of his visor kissed the lantern-glow and made a mouth of brass seem briefly merciful. He turned, the laminae of his...
The red plate moved like a thought through the damp, lantern-filmed dark—lacquer whispering, rivets ticking, the cistern’s breath rising in cold drafts that smelled of iron and old prayers. Two of the beasts—because that’s what their visors made of them, muzzled nightmares chiselled from...
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