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Lazarus Jeager Archanae "Let them come." Radu's voice carried the weight of certainty, each syllable unhurried. "More flesh for the grinder. My war machine shall require fuel, and I cannot hope to cultivate true power upon the labor of the undead alone. Those who trespass upon my domain will be...

Lazarus Jeager Archanae Radu considered the man before him. His stare was leaden, incurious, the gaze of one who has long since catalogued every variation of mortal ambition and found them all wanting. Whatever arcane threads this stranger plucked at, Radu had wound them about his own fingers...

Lazarus Jeager Archanae Radu lifted his gaze to the sky, that bruised and lidless expanse, and then swept it across the blighted terrain. The wraiths pressed closer, their numbers swelling with each passing moment, yet he paid them no more mind than a man pays the dust upon his boots. They...

Lazarus Jeager Archanae The Mortis Engine shuddered at Radu's command, a gesture, nothing more, a flick of fingers encased in that dark integument that was neither armor nor flesh but something altogether more profound, a carapace. The spectral limbs beneath the bone cradle grew still, their...

Archanae Radu did not turn. He had no need of such pedestrian gestures. Through channels carved into the fabric of perception itself, he remained aware of Archanae as completely as if she stood reflected in his eyes. The shift of her attention, the subtle tension that had crept into her...

The Mortis Engine drifted forward with the patience of centuries, its trajectory as inevitable as rot. Beneath its bulk, a vast sarcophagus wrought entirely of bone, yellowed and lovingly assembled into something that might have been beautiful were it not so profoundly wrong, a congregation of...

Archanae "Mortis Engine," he said, simply. "A relic from the Age of Wonders. What you see before you is but a crude reconstruction based off of the antediluvian blueprints I've procured. Still, for a reconstruction, it does its job well enough." He pointed at the osseous pillar, as tall as...

Archanae Radu regarded her momentarily, then turned his gaze back to the tombstone-ridden graveyard with the sort of expression worn by people who've just remembered they left the stove on, except in this case, the stove was metaphysical and what was cooking was the fundamental barrier between...

Archanae Radu snorted, a sound that echoed through the sepulchral chamber like the last breath of a large, dying animal, then slung the length of flayed human skin over his back. The parchment of mortality draped across his shoulders with the weight of profane purpose, still supple with the...

Archanae Her inquiry sparked considerations within the mana's consciousness, calculations regarding the nature of sentiment and its tenuous grasp upon beings such as himself. The woman's question betrayed a certain tenderness of spirit, a preservation of mortal sympathies that he recognized...

Archanae A slow negation swept across the man's features as he dismissed her query with characteristic certitude. "No, though suffering remains the cornerstone." Without preamble, his taloned fingers seized one of the macabre tapestries adorning the chamber's walls. The ghastly textile came...

Archanae Radu snorted, a sound bereft of genuine amusement. "Permanence has eluded me since my exile from Vel Anir's ancestral halls. What you behold is merely a transient sanctuary, nothing more." The proclamation escaped him with neither pride nor shame, merely the utterance of fact...

Archanae The vestibule surrendered them unto corridors that delved deeper into the mausoleum's stone embrace. Radu's measured footfalls echoed through passageways where death had been rendered monument and memorial alike. Here the crypts stood sentinel, their occupants sealed within granite...

Archanae Satiation brought with it a return to anatomical propriety. Radu's distended jaw ascended through a series of wet, cartilaginous clicks until it resumed its natural position, though nothing about the creature could truly be deemed natural. He drew the back of one pallid hand across his...

Archanae As the nixie attempted its ascension from the aqueous prison, seeking escape through vertical flight, the osseous artifact that had served as Archanae's temporary companion revealed its true purpose. The skull rose from behind its temporary keeper with deliberate menace, tilting...