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located in Perro's Crypt, a part of The Multiverse, one of the many universes on RPG.

Perro's Crypt

A large crypt built beneath the the streets of Verinotte Hollow and sustained by the members of the Gae Ceann. The bodies of deceased bikers and respected associates of the gang rest here.


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Character Portrait: Benjamin Dullahan
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"Father. Please forgive me for what I do, my mother has forgotten me and the cursed are all that remember me. I lay you to rest in these crypts under the sight of your brothers and sisters in death." Benjamin's voice echoed though the empty crypt, his feet crunching on the bones littered on the marble floor.

There were numerous blue lamps and pillars depicting a series of riders on horseback, motorbike and chariot. A stained glass window lit in a sterile white light which depicted a gate to hell. The glass window was colored with green and white, the edges stained with black and two wolfish guardians encircling a steel grate built into the glass, the words 'Cwn Annwn' were written underneath it.

Benjamin and two other bikers were carrying a large dark purple coffin by its handles down the stairs, each man wore a pained look and the leader of the gang had a thin, almost mournful frown on his face. It was the first time they ever lost a member to something that wasn't murder or in the line of the sacred duty of protecting the weak from the supernaturally powerful.

Jack flanked the group, wearing a black hoodie underneath his leather jacket, his tattooed hands were by his sides as he kneeled infront a cross, whispering to himself and kissing a small cross made out of silver.

A sister had died, and it was time to bury them.