War has touched every inch of this magical land, and not even the Illuminated Orphanage is safe. Within the high, clean walls maintained by the Sacred Order of Arasunia, a constant battle rages for dominion over one of the most highly contested plots in all of Newerth the toddler's playroom. Divided by a river of blankies and soiled diapers, the romping area has opposite corners claimed by two factions: the Plushies, adorably soft and cuddly dolls, and the Misfits, unsettling and dangerous toys tainted by the echo of evil left behind by Jaru the Corrupted Disciple. The Plushies find haven in the Nursery Corner, from where they strive to protect the orphans and Sisters within the orphanage, while the Misfits dwell across the room in the Cursery Corner, plotting to overtake the entire campus. Let the stuffing fly!
The box gardens beneath the windows in the Illuminated Orphanage playroom may be tiny, but they yield a surprising bounty of flowers, herbs, and small, sweet fruits. This is partially due to the love and attention from the orphans and their gentle hands, but that alone won't protect the fragile plants from being trampled and destroyed by the rampaging Misfits. That responsibility and honor belongs to Plushie Deadwood, who along with his gang of helpful critters and stuffed mushrooms is dedicated to keeping the gardens alive so they can continue to bring joy and nourishment to the orphanage. When a Misfit dares to set foot within the gardens, they also make the mistake of getting too close to Plushie Deadwood's powerful grasp -- and from there, it's only a matter of time before they become muddy, soggy compost for the lovely plants.
The moldy, mildewy Misfit Deadwood relishes the opportunities he gets to stomp through the playroom's box gardens, clearcutting the delicate leaves and uprooting the fragile stems to leave a swath of dead plants, trampled fruit, and crying children in his wake. When that pesky Plushie Deadwood shows up and tries to chase him out (which is not what happens -- Misfit Deadwood was ready to leave anyway), this rotten rascal savors the fact that the plants left standing will soon be overrun by the moldy spores and blight he carries in every fiber of his stuffed being. Enjoy your graveyard gardens, brats!
Plushie Panda is a therapy doll meant to bring a sense of peace and calm to the orphans who hold him, and his soft fur and cushy stuffing make him perfect for tender hugs, even to serve as a temporary pillow when the children become so relaxed they doze off. But peace and calm must sometimes be protected, just like the orphans, and when the Misfits disturb the serenity of the playroom -- or commit the ultimate crime and actually strike an orphan -- Plushie Panda does not hesitate to unleash another relaxation technique he has mastered: beating Misfits over the head with his staff until they lose consciousness
Misfit Panda was once a beloved plaything for the orphanage's children, a soft, bouncy doll handcrafted to serve as a wrestling partner, punching bag, and outlet for young frustrations. But the doll had a temper, and after one playful punch too many, he snapped and did the unimaginable -- he hit back. When the child ran away crying, Misfit Panda picked up his doll-sized staff and smacked another orphan, then another, until the entire playroom was a flurry of bawling children. Misfit Panda had never been happier, and since that day he takes every chance he gets to send the poor orphans crying and flying through the air. Even the Sisters fear his tainted wrath, and only when the heroic Plushie Panda intervenes does this furious face-smasher leave the playroom in peace.
The All Hells Angels are a ferocious biker gang who splintered from the already-terrifying Death Prowlers when the hit-and-run teams deemed these warriors too dangerous, even for them. After the split, the All Hells Angels became mercenaries, providing security for anyone with enough gold to pay the price, running weapons and potions for the goblin black market, even reaching into the deepest Caligo Alcazar prison cells to assassinate hard targets. They ride fast, shoot first, and consider anyone not in their gang to be a mortal threat and enemy. And when an All Hells Angel spots an enemy, it's a fight to the death -- but never a fair one.
The Gunmaidens are an elite, secretive group of assassins who were forced into existence by the tyrannical rulers during Lord Commander Maliken Grimm's reign over the Legion. Many of the men and women who rose to power under Grimm did so through ruthless means, and they were feared and despised by their subjects. To secure their power, they imposed extremely harsh laws and restrictions across their domains to keep the people weak and incapable of revolt, often resorting to group hangings and slave labor to tamp down any thoughts of an uprising. What these rulers did not anticipate, however, was that some of the slaves brought into their lush estates to serve their every need came with years of covert training in the art of death. The Gunmaidens specialized in acting scared, subservient, and helpless, until the time was right and they revealed their true nature, unleashing a lethal hail of bullets and blades that left throne rooms painted in blood and throngs of liberated people dancing in the streets.
Death's Halo
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