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located in Large modern city called New Raven, a part of The Damned, one of the many universes on RPG.

Large modern city called New Raven

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Character Portrait: Eliyahu "Eli" Kohen
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β€œHakhalah mikkum!” cried an authoritative voice that echoed above the menacing moans of the undead.

Suddenly a blinding light erupted and illuminated the alley. Rotting flesh sizzled as exposed bones were raised to protect the sensitive eyes of the living corpses. The ones in most contact with the light ignited into a wailing inferno that gradually crumbled into a smoking heap of charred bodies. Finally, as the light dissipated, one zombie lowered its arms to examine the new threat, its body suddenly stiffened. With a bone splitting crack, the point of a glowing red blade broke through the back of its skull. Heat waves resonated from the blade as brain matter baked and popped in the miniature oven.

Then just as quickly as it entered, the blade retracted, and the undead collapsed. Standing before the newly deceased corpse was a man clad in a full suite of plate armor that glowed with the same fiery heat as the superheated blade that he clenched in his left gauntlet. In his right hand was a large shield that bore the symbol of a six-pointed star. The man stood like a pillar as he scanned the shambling mob before him with eyes that shone with the same bright light as before.

As the corpses began their slow but deliberate approach towards him, he met their stride in likeness. With a bellowing roar the armor-clad man lifted his shield and charged at the mass of death. The collision sent two of the undead flying several feet back as he bashed his shield into mob with a loud thud. His blade flashed and two disembodied heads met the pavement.

β€œHarag!” he cried.

Upon the order, a line of men appeared behind him armed with spiked mace and large shields. Some held riot shields reinforced with metal strips and pipes (while others bore shields crafted from manhole covers or car doors) as they huddled together in a defensive line across the alley. Behind them was another line of men armed with compound bows and arrows made from various materials. From behind the line of shields they fired their ammo into the craniums of the undead with deadly accuracy. Slowly the line marched closer to the ever-shrinking mob of shambling corpses. Arrows whizzed by the first man’s head as he relentlessly carved his way through the rotting flesh like butter.

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