The streets are not kind. Survival is all you and your friends have. Only Marcus has something more to offer. A home. A purpose. A pack. Step past the veil. Survival is not enough.
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The streets are not kind. Survival is all you and your friends have. Only Marcus, the quiet owner of the local convenience story, has ever cared enough to notice. Cared enough to give you the scraps from his table. Now he has something more to offer. A home. A purpose. A pack. Step past the veil. Survival is not enough. It is time to rage.
The streets are not kind. Survival is all you and your friends have. Only Marcus has something more to offer. A home. A purpose. A pack. Step past the veil. Survival is not enough.
Description:
The streets are not kind. Survival is all you and your friends have. Only Marcus, the quiet owner of the local convenience story, has ever cared enough to notice. Cared enough to give you the scraps from his table. Now he has something more to offer. A home. A purpose. A pack. Step past the veil. Survival is not enough. It is time to rage.
The streets are not kind. Survival is all you and your friends have. Only Marcus has something more to offer. A home. A purpose. A pack. Step past the veil. Survival is not enough.
Description:
The streets are not kind. Survival is all you and your friends have. Only Marcus, the quiet owner of the local convenience story, has ever cared enough to notice. Cared enough to give you the scraps from his table. Now he has something more to offer. A home. A purpose. A pack. Step past the veil. Survival is not enough. It is time to rage.
The streets are not kind. Survival is all you and your friends have. Only Marcus has something more to offer. A home. A purpose. A pack. Step past the veil. Survival is not enough.
Description:
The streets are not kind. Survival is all you and your friends have. Only Marcus, the quiet owner of the local convenience story, has ever cared enough to notice. Cared enough to give you the scraps from his table. Now he has something more to offer. A home. A purpose. A pack. Step past the veil. Survival is not enough. It is time to rage.
The streets are not kind. Survival is all you and your friends have. Only Marcus has something more to offer. A home. A purpose. A pack. Step past the veil. Survival is not enough.
Description:
The streets are not kind. Survival is all you and your friends have. Only Marcus, the quiet owner of the local convenience story, has ever cared enough to notice. Cared enough to give you the scraps from his table. Now he has something more to offer. A home. A purpose. A pack. Step past the veil. Survival is not enough. It is time to rage.
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A year ago you were nobodies, barely a blip on the radar. Six months ago that changed. Your coterie's past came back to haunt you.
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A year ago you were nobodies, barely a blip on the radar. Six months ago that changed. Your coterie's past came back to haunt you. It wasn't easy but you did what you had to. Exposed the Prince for what he'd done. Started a messy power grab. Three weeks ago you chose sides. It wasn't your fault that the side that made the most sense ended with one of yours' final death. Power corrupts and a nation can have but one Prince afterall. It was the right choice. Last night, you had it all. Blood. Power. Respect. Or at least you thought you did. A meteoric rise towards the sun. Now someone wants to clip your wings. What will you do to keep what you've fought so hard to gain?
A year ago you were nobodies, barely a blip on the radar. Six months ago that changed. Your coterie's past came back to haunt you.
Description:
A year ago you were nobodies, barely a blip on the radar. Six months ago that changed. Your coterie's past came back to haunt you. It wasn't easy but you did what you had to. Exposed the Prince for what he'd done. Started a messy power grab. Three weeks ago you chose sides. It wasn't your fault that the side that made the most sense ended with one of yours' final death. Power corrupts and a nation can have but one Prince afterall. It was the right choice. Last night, you had it all. Blood. Power. Respect. Or at least you thought you did. A meteoric rise towards the sun. Now someone wants to clip your wings. What will you do to keep what you've fought so hard to gain?
A year ago you were nobodies, barely a blip on the radar. Six months ago that changed. Your coterie's past came back to haunt you.
Description:
A year ago you were nobodies, barely a blip on the radar. Six months ago that changed. Your coterie's past came back to haunt you. It wasn't easy but you did what you had to. Exposed the Prince for what he'd done. Started a messy power grab. Three weeks ago you chose sides. It wasn't your fault that the side that made the most sense ended with one of yours' final death. Power corrupts and a nation can have but one Prince afterall. It was the right choice. Last night, you had it all. Blood. Power. Respect. Or at least you thought you did. A meteoric rise towards the sun. Now someone wants to clip your wings. What will you do to keep what you've fought so hard to gain?
A year ago you were nobodies, barely a blip on the radar. Six months ago that changed. Your coterie's past came back to haunt you.
Description:
A year ago you were nobodies, barely a blip on the radar. Six months ago that changed. Your coterie's past came back to haunt you. It wasn't easy but you did what you had to. Exposed the Prince for what he'd done. Started a messy power grab. Three weeks ago you chose sides. It wasn't your fault that the side that made the most sense ended with one of yours' final death. Power corrupts and a nation can have but one Prince afterall. It was the right choice. Last night, you had it all. Blood. Power. Respect. Or at least you thought you did. A meteoric rise towards the sun. Now someone wants to clip your wings. What will you do to keep what you've fought so hard to gain?