Cassius Lange

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...

Frank Midnight is on a roll. He’s been making a name for himself in Sankta Varath as a shrewd businessman, merciless killer, and welcoming club owner. He’s sporting some of the meanest weapons and toughest armor in existence, and rides a deviltail mount through the city like a boss.

Frank and his adopted family have plenty of work to do. The guests are thirsty and they want new drinks, the walls yearn for more heads...err, trophies, and his purse dreams of being just a bit fuller.

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.

With the noble clans destroyed and the city lord missing, things were finally looking up for us. Or so I thought until the emperor's hunters starting poking around to see what had happened to the city and the surrounding crystal-rich deposits.

Ein Mann und ein Mimic, gefangen in einem Kampf zwischen Göttern... Wir haben eine vereinte Streitmacht aus Monstern und Abenteurern zusammengestellt und wissen nun, wo sich das Übel dieser neuen Welt verbirgt.

Asher Corvin is starting to realize that being a manager for Hell is a lot more about others and much less about his own wants.

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.

Sergeant Richard Stavos ist bereits einmal auf einem weit entfernten Planeten namens Pelerin gestorben. Er hat sich seinen Platz im Rebirther-Programm verdient und wurde zurückgebracht.

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...

Not everyone gets a second chance at life. Thrust into the body of a dying man, I fought to break free, made a few friends along the way, and started down the long and treacherous path of revenge. But things aren’t what I’d expected.

I've spent my life as a mercenary, a survivor, and a weapon for people with titles. Now, I'm just a man trying to hold onto a castle. Quite a shift, I know. Montebello was supposed to be the end of the road. A chance to stop running and start building. But the world doesn't care about retirement...

Long story short, I was betrayed by the people I thought I could trust. They invaded my sky palace, stole my women, and enslaved my pet shadow hounds. The emperor, fearful of my amassed power, killed my guards and destroyed me.

Ich wachte in einem Zelt auf dem Schlachtfeld auf, blutig, geschlagen und verkrüppelt.Nicht nur mein Arm und meine Schulter waren gebrochen, sondern auch mein Verstand. Ich konnte mich an nichts erinnern—meinen Namen, wer oder wo ich war, oder was mit mir passiert war.

The Gods lost the battle, but their war followed us. Greystone is nothing but a painful memory. Yet Tan'Malas, the Dark God, has found footing in this strange new land just as we did. Establishing a home with enemies on all sides is no easy task, yet there is no turning back. This time we will...

Es gibt einen Mann in Sankta Varath, der weiß, wie man Köpfe nimmt. Er hat sogar einen speziellen Sack für die hässlicheren Köpfe... Frank Gerber wurde im Laufe seiner vielen Dienstjahre in der Armee des Königs zu einem Killer geformt.

We are at war, and I will do anything to protect my girls. Greystone's arcane dome shimmers under the barrage of spells. The walls are manned, and the Valtorian host has come. As we await the final battle, the forces of Tan'Malas spread their corruption through both camps. The war threatens to...

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.

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.

They tried to take everything from me. Instead, I got one of the strongest assassin classes in existence. Now, I'm going to show them how it's really done. Starting over is never easy, but after acquiring the deadly Plague Revenant class, I'm rather looking forward to my new life. Killing people...