Setting
Derelict Road, a given name, is an expansive and precarious location indeed. It is here that one can find the more uncivilized criminal underworld, what with the black market operating out of this place. It is here also that one can find, by invitation only, the "temple" of the Followers of the Manasphere, a cult of Manasphere demon-worshipers that recruits its members in the shadows.
The buildings loom high above, with bridges interconnecting. Debris from destroyed architecture lies crumbled on the ground, reminders of days now passed.
Derelict Road is not a place to be if one values their safety.
The buildings loom high above, with bridges interconnecting. Debris from destroyed architecture lies crumbled on the ground, reminders of days now passed.
Derelict Road is not a place to be if one values their safety.
Minimap
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Derelict Road is a part of 
Sepulcher Town.
4 Characters Here
Marra Helos [1] "Eh, doesn't matter. I still got the kill."
The Malleus Demonika [1] "It's time for cleansing."
Ripjaw [0]
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Scouring the streets of this ruined sector didn't sit well with Marra. She'd often patrolled the condemned streets of Sepulcher Town; it was her job to investigate reports of a Mansphere demon-worshiping cult, after all. To her back was a group of four cloaked Hunters, each armed with Mana-powered lances. Her eyes scanned the empty buildings beside and above her.
The streets were silent save the slight wind that whipped around her. This place had a reputation for precarious activity, and would deter most people not destitute or foolish enough to find themselves in this particular vicinity. However, Marra was given the task of hunting down those enemies of the Union which are wrought from the Manasphere and their servants.
She threw up her hand, signalling the hunters to halt. A noise resonating in her ear, seemingly beckoning her deeper into the abyss of this godforsaken sector. She eased up, turning to face her men. "Patrols are done. We've found nothing today; It's time to head out." She spoke with finality, and the group of hunters made their way out of this perilous city block.
From the shadows, however, they had been watched...
The streets were silent save the slight wind that whipped around her. This place had a reputation for precarious activity, and would deter most people not destitute or foolish enough to find themselves in this particular vicinity. However, Marra was given the task of hunting down those enemies of the Union which are wrought from the Manasphere and their servants.
She threw up her hand, signalling the hunters to halt. A noise resonating in her ear, seemingly beckoning her deeper into the abyss of this godforsaken sector. She eased up, turning to face her men. "Patrols are done. We've found nothing today; It's time to head out." She spoke with finality, and the group of hunters made their way out of this perilous city block.
From the shadows, however, they had been watched...
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