Factions, or When People Realized Wolves Were on to Something
“They are the Servants of Magiqa – your Queen and Savior. They roam the continent searching for potential slaves, or worse… playthings. For them, ‘meat’ is always on the menu.”
- Jacen D’Taire, Historian Extraordinaire
The world’s a crazy place. It’s hard enough that you’re worried that you might piss of some random stranger, but when the truth is that same random stranger will most likely have friends, you’re screwed.
Piss off the wrong dude, and you might end up with a kingdom breathing down your neck.
Who knows, they just MIGHT like swords.
Depending on the way you swing, roll, climb or run, being caught in the midst of the Servants of Magiqa may or may not be a good thing… whatever makes you happy. Just make sure you remember your safe word.