GREAT SWORD RETAINER
The inertia seals have imbued the sword with a constant humming. Believed to be the Sword itself crying out in hunger.
The sword is replaced by a relic
The swing is replaced by a gentle touch
The cut is replaced by complete obliteration
CAPITAL CITIES’ COMMANDER
The orders from the High Priests bound to her arms. A reminder to hate anything that breathes. Anything that holds unfamiliar banners.
WOOD WALKERS
“Many a man loses his mind in the never death. It is always the first to go. Only then will you lose your body as well. Whether you bleed blood or sap, you will not be the same.”