ThrallOfTime

Eat all the Soup!

Spooky costume for the spooky season

Goblin Guy with spooky skull makeup

Distinguished Goblin Moustache!

Happy little gobo!

So fluffy!

Big horned goth girl!

Careful, she'll burn you!

G'awr so cute!

The undead rarely rest for long,

Chopping trees and swimming in ponds.

A wild Slime attacks the party!

Chopping trees and swimming in ponds.

Trapped in crystal, bound in chains, inscribed in runes.

Nothing better than a good Shoot em up!

Left forgotten and abandoned, lying in waiting to be uncovered, for a legend to be reborn.

There have been scattered reports of ships receiving garbled messages while passing spacial anomaly. While no malevolence has been proven, these messages do seem to have a lasting effect on communication systems as well as freak out unsuspecting pilots. The Higher-ups insist there are no Skeletons in the fleet.

A selection of the various faces of the war.

The many battles have taken their toll, despite his skin discolouration and his body being mostly machine, Gerry fights on for the empire.

Genetically modified for their intelligence and loyalty the Best Boi's are proficient at almost any task given to them. Given their small stature they excel at fixing problems most are unable to reach and are able to pilot ships much smaller than the average fighter.

Constantly at the forefront of development, the Engineer Corps are the backbone of the fleet. Usual task can vary from designing new defensive measures to aiding in the maintenance and construction of anything from Ground Turrets to Carriers. All candidates agree to be 'enhanced' should they suffer any injury while on or off the job.

Much to the disgust of the sentient races, there exists a force of unknown origin that scavenge the wreckage of any ship left unattended in space. Though the method is also unknown they seem to have the ability to use any organic components to reinforce their numbers. It is highly recommended to obliterate any wreck found near their reported position. All attempts at communication have been ignored or not understood.

Designated Species NM-023 These cold-blooded bipeds may seem inhuman but share many of the same needs and desired of most sentient species. In recent years their numbers seem to have declined but sightings of their ships have not.

A decorated war hero, Commodore Tam'ka refused retirement in order to command a fleet of ragtag pilots resulting in an unprecedented victory and the formation of the first alliance of several previously hostile races.

Claiming to hail from beyond the Galactic Rim, this unscrupulous trader is said to be able to get you anything you want and more.

Long gone are the days he saw combat, he uses his extensive experience to ensure victory in battle.