[Post-apocalyptic fantasy. Ruined and overgrown metropolises. Humanity is trying to survive. Old technology can be found and when it does work, it can be powerful and looked upon as if it were magic. Magic is also real in this world. There are many gods in the world of Serenus. Self-proclaimed immortal dignitaries who were once men or beasts whose greatly righteous or greatly evil acts had bound them with something ancient and given them some kind of power. We are they who hunt these evil gods and make weary pacts with those "good" among them. We are they who patrol these lands, bring goods and medicine where needed. We are they who would try to help humanity survive.] OOC Thread: http://www.iwakuroleplay.com/showthread.php?t=21394 Kintida was as dead a city as the group had seen all month. The once-great skyscrapers in the distance were as overgrown and broken as most were. No, this city would not offer any rest for the god-hunters. It was certainly as weak an establishment as they had come to expect. Only the smell of corpses was stronger than usual. It was overwhelming, even from the outskirts. They still did not know what sort of creature or creatures they pursued nor whether god or beast. Whatever they were after, it had slaughtered many here. The signs were everywhere and they were recent: fire still burning, turned aside carts of fresh fruits and vegetables that had not yet spoiled, and there was silence. Gladimir tried, and succeeded for now, to not be too distracted by the fires as they reflected in his already glowing yellow eyes. The smoke which absorbed into his tattered, double-breasted suit, tempting him with its smell. He wanted to touch the flame and take it in. Absorb it for later. And soon, the bodies of the slowest runners started showing up on their path into the city. Gladimir walked over to one of the bodies as the others watched with expectation. He reached out his hand and a dead, young man began to glow. It slowly stood up, confused and trying to work with broken parts, and looked at Gladimir. Gladimir formed a slight smile. "What happened here? What has attacked you? What did it or they want? Take your time and explain." Gladimir cooed, gently.