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Malakath - Wilds "Fuck." Lothar said as he kicked the corpse of the odd mammalian beast laying before him. Head shaking as a hand dragged over his face. "Fuck fuck fuck." The Dreadlord repeated, letting his hand drop away before he glanced around the clearing that had been made in the last...

The Steppe - Just Passed the Anirian Border Before the Republic had dawned upon the lands of Vel Anir, before there had been any hints of kindness or caring, Dreadlords had been the epitome of kraterocracy. There was no room for the weak at the Academy. No space for those who could not defend...