Résultats de "Cassius Lange" dans Toutes les catégories

Sie haben mir alles weggenommen und auf der Schwelle des Todes hat mich ein Wunder ereilt und ich habe mich weiterentwickelt. Jetzt kann ich ihnen zeigen, wie man es wirklich macht. Ein Neuanfang ist nie einfach, aber nach dem lebensrettenden Level-Up freue ich mich auf mein neues Leben. Das...

Wir befinden uns im Krieg, und ich werde alles tun, um meine Familie zu schützen! Die arkane Schutzkuppel von Greystone schimmert unter dem Sperrfeuer der feindlichen Zaubersprüche. Die Mauern sind bemannt und das valtorianische Heer belagert die Stadt. Während wir uns auf die letzte Schlacht...

Sind wir von den Göttern verlassen worden, oder gibt es doch noch eine Chance für uns? Wir sind mitten im Nirgendwo gestrandet und Greystone ist nur noch eine schmerzhafte Erinnerung. Und doch hat Tan'Malas, der dunkle Gott, es irgendwie geschafft, vor uns in diesem fremden, neuen Land Fuß zu...

The rift has been breached, and Dawnwatch is under siege. Steel has been overrun with variants; its gates are destroyed. Commander Edwin is down, and many of our friends have paid the ultimate price. The one good thing to come out of this whole mess is the departure of the Guild officials. They wanted us to just hold the line and defend. Now that they’re gone, we are done waiting.

They’re called the Outsiders, and they’re here for a good time. Humanity’s time. When the apocalypse kicks off hundreds of years too early, the System is still asleep and Earth quickly becomes a chaotic mess of pop-up Dungeons and roaming monsters. With the alien invaders treating the planet’s destruction as a resource-gathering fire sale, things are looking bleak. Connor Keene hoped being shot in the line of duty would be the only low point of his day.

Betrayed and left for dead by a group of slaving nobles, he thought there was nothing left but to bleed out as he counted the number of bricks on the ceiling. But fate had other plans.

After a hundred years of regrets, revenge is just around the corner. We have finally reunited with Kristan, Marko, Franja, and Renata, who proved to be instrumental in our battle against Harkel's Hellhounds and the siege on Arrdeam. Having brought down the first leg of Harkel's slaving empire, we're getting ever closer to cutting off the head of the snake. Before we can face him, though, we must still grow stronger, but assassins lurk in the shadows and dangerous foes want us dead.

I will rebuild Zenith Academy… over my dead body? With a weakened mind stone, a crumbling fortress, and a city full of wary civilians, I have been thrust into the role of Acting Headmaster. Alongside Chloe, Mabel, and Skadi, and with the dangerously unstable support of the elemental goddess...

The Baron Sherazad sent me as far away from Eslant as possible. Now, I’m stuck in the middle of nowhere, in a nest full of enemies, with only a demented mimic and a renegade elf to watch my back.

In a buggy apocalypse, Connor Keene has become the ultimate bug remover. Connor’s Punisher class has evolved, and every pull of his trigger now files a Summary Judgment that permanently deletes his enemies from the System, especially the Outsiders. However, killing them hasn't bought Earth a moment's peace. It’s just put Connor Keene on a fast track to the world’s most wanted list, and right on the High Houses' agenda.

Founder. Leader. King. In the shadow of the Ancients, those are titles Alaric Luckstar never thought he’d earn. He survived the horrors of Argonne and secured the prize he was promised. But in a world where the powerful don't like to lose their best pawns, "freedom" has turned into a target on his back. As Alnda fractures under the weight of a holy war and old debts come due, Alaric is no longer just fighting for a seat at the table—he’s building a new one. With CD’s tactical genius and his crew of brilliant, dangerous women, Alaric must lead a desperate exodus into the heart of Chic-A-Go.

I wanted to be an adventurer. I ended up the pack mule for a psychopathic hammer. My name is Ash. I’m a scavenger, a blacksmith’s apprentice, and, according to the voice in my head, a "calcium-based biped with poor taste in pillows." All I wanted was to clear my family’s debt and secure a future in Dawnwatch, the frontier town guarding the rift. Maybe even become an adventurer. But when a dungeon run went wrong, I didn’t just find loot. I found the motherload. A Soul Gem worth a kingdom.

The Hive Mind is evolving. So are Ash and Roq. Ash and Roq have carved out a name for themselves by helping to defend their home and the people of Dawnwatch. They’ve created a party strong enough to survive whatever Riftside throws at them and built a home worth fighting for. It might be safe for now, but beyond the rift, the Hive Mind prepares to win the war at any cost.

Tap the cask and mind the Lanes. No favors, no leashes. Opening Night’s epic hangover is interrupted by a shiver that runs through the Hollows. Then, just as we’re recovering, a Smiling Man tries to buy The Butt and Beam from under me. And then a bikini-clad vampire begs me for sanctuary with her angry father on her heels. So, yes. Things are busy. I’m Chris Holloway, Landlord, still the only bloke in Pant-y-Giggles and still learning the Way of the Hollows.

With alien tech enhancing his abilities and beautiful women at his side, Alaric sets his sights higher than just buying his freedom. The guilds that exploited him, the nobles who looked down on him, the system that kept him chained, they are all about to discover what happens when the underdog gains real power. Forget five-credit repairs, Alaric's about to carve out an empire of his own, one dangerous mission and passionate encounter at a time.

Ich habe meine Menschlichkeit bewahrt... glaube ich…Von einer Gruppe sklavenhaltender Adeliger verraten und zum Sterben zurückgelassen, glaubte ich, mir bliebe nichts anderes übrig, als zu verbluten, während ich die Ziegel an der Decke des Dungeons zählte.

Stoke the fire and hold the line. No retreat, no surrender.We punched the Syndicate on the nose, and now they’ve come for our House.The Smiling Man has returned, and this time he’s brought a war. But in Pant-y-Giggles, we know how to fight fire with… well, largely banter and beer. But this...

I'm still JD. I'm still tired. And I'm still trying to figure out how I went from drawing comics and making sure I had enough burgers and pints to being in charge of a fortress in a magical, monster-filled world. We've turned Fort Klana into something resembling a home, but in this world, that...

Baron Sherazad hat mich so weit wie möglich von Eslant verbannt. Jetzt sitze ich mitten im Nirgendwo fest, an einem Ort voller Feinde, zusammen mit einer verrückten Mimic und einer abtrünnigen Elfe, die mir den Rücken freihalten. Da ist man dem ränkeschmiedenen Adel entkommen... nur um erneut in eine ganze Stadt von ihnen zu kommen! Die Herrscher dieses Ortes sind fest entschlossen, ihre Zivilisten schwach und unter Kontrolle zu halten. Mal schauen, welchen Preis Sie dafür zu zahlen haben.

Chester, as it turns out, is actually a monster god. Unfortunately, we don’t have any time to throw festivals in his honor—the whole world has gone mad and is overflowing with corrupted monsters. His fellow Calamities, enraged that he’d forgotten them, have fused their worlds together in a fit of petty rage. Now, everyone's stuck in a bizarre and dangerous hellscape with corruption overflowing from every dungeon. The strength I’ve gathered isn’t enough.