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located in Haverous Bog, a part of The Multiverse, one of the many universes on RPG.

Haverous Bog

Deep within the forest a swamp has festered into existence. For years it has spread far and wide. Only recently was it discovered. It shows life seen no where else on Terra. Abominations of life and death. The murky waters of the bog stretch on for many miles, with only the few sparse trees sprouting up from the muck below. And endless night seems to have fallen upon the place; perhaps a long term effect of the eternal fog it is hidden in.

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Character Portrait: Sanina Lessard Character Portrait: Nare Titor
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As Sanina took Nare's hands in her own she leaned close to whisper softly to him.

"You must find my family," she told him. "They must be made to know I live yet. That those who wronged us must be made to answer for their actions. Only when I am avenged will I be free of these bonds."

Her crimson eyes bled to a milky white as images were imparted to him. Just flashes of faces that were gone in rapid succession.

An elven man with skin as pale as marble turned to look upon Nare his eyes searching as if he could sense the pair watching him. His hawkish eyes were carefully guarded before his image faded and was replaced by another.

There was shouting now from a woman with wild hair and a wide assortment of piercings as she angrily shoved a dark-skinned man wearing leather and a smug smirk. They too faded.

The next image to pass Nare's eyes was that of teen making his way down a tunnel where a sea of zombie-cyborgs were parting to grant him passage. In his hand was grasped a ceremonial dagger, but he faded from view before Nare could discern his destination.

Nare found himself within a dank basement as he looked upon a young man with stark white hair and pasty white skin stretched gaunt over his bony form. He was working over a lab table where a dead canine of some sort lay motionless with the flesh pealed back from its face to reveal the muscle and bone beneath. The grizzly image lingered on momentarily before it was gone like the rest.

Next was that of a blonde woman who could have almost been the mirror image of the woman who stood before him within the bog - albeit it several years younger and with blonde hair. A sibling perhaps? While Nare was left to speculate over the woman who was at work unpacking bags within an empty room one more image appeared to him.

The final face to appear was that of a youth that couldn't have been more than sixteen or seventeen years old. He was surrounding by flashing lights and the press of bodies in what appeared to be a club of some sort.

"Viktor Thrice, Varia Vulpes, Arien Valentine, Christian Belock, Kaitlyn Lessard, and Lazarus Lessard. Remember their names," she whispered softly. "And beware the Nightroads, and the Vankoryth Detante. They are as treacherous as they are dangerous. Do not trust their words should you cross their paths. It is with the Lessard's that you will find sanctuary, and in time answers."