tieflings

MALAKATH The winds of the wastes whistled above the rocky outcropping. Higher still the blistering sun burned in the apex of the day. Malakath was a land of danger, some places more perilous than others, and here, north of the Jagged Teeth mountain ranges, few would willingly dare to tread...

Malphias Kala liked stealing crowns. There was something about the prestige of it that she well and truly enjoyed. Kings, Emperors, hell even whatever the fuck a Duke wore on his head was good enough for her. Most of the time they weren't even the most valuable thing in the place, but there...