It has been long since this apparel has been seen in the great halls of the Slithereen, but few have forgotten it.
“My Mistress, your Master,” sings Naga as her enemies bow, never to rise.
“My Mistress, your Master,” sings Naga as her enemies bow, never to rise.
Slithice was barely a cycle into her first deployment with the Guard, and still without thoughts of a command of her own, when she was sent with a Slithereen battalion to aid the Conclave at the Battle of Stonefish Gate. For her valor in the face of gravest threat, and against her protestations otherwise, she [...]
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Slithice was barely a cycle into her first deployment with the Guard, and still without thoughts of a command of her own, when she was sent with a Slithereen battalion to aid the Conclave at the Battle of Stonefish Gate. For her valor in the face of gravest threat, and against her protestations otherwise, she [...]
Like a shadow that chills the noonday sun, the span of the demon marauder is sure to darken any day.
Like a shadow that chills the noonday sun, the span of the demon marauder is sure to darken any day.
Like a shadow that chills the noonday sun, the span of the demon marauder is sure to darken any day.
Like a shadow that chills the noonday sun, the span of the demon marauder is sure to darken any day.
Like a shadow that chills the noonday sun, the span of the demon marauder is sure to darken any day.
Like a shadow that chills the noonday sun, the span of the demon marauder is sure to darken any day.
Like a shadow that chills the noonday sun, the span of the demon marauder is sure to darken any day.