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THE LIGHT FADED MONTHS AGO...
The House of Dusk. By all accounts, one of the greater threats lurking across the galaxy at the moment, which, considering the company they’re sharing, isn’t a light feat. A planet-devouring dreadnought under the command of an emperor in exile, the entire planets overtaken by time traversing questionably organic cybernetics, the remnants of a dead legion, the Worms and their machinations…
It should come as no surprise, then, that the symbol of the lands Dusk has fallen over, and of the Eliksni that call themselves part of it, is poorly received in most circles.
Maybe, with all its frays, the ragged edges, this cloak aims to change that. Maybe the hunter who wears it doesn’t care that it’s much too large for any reasonable guardian to wear. Maybe, for them, the symbol adorning the back is a reminder to see for yourself the universe around themselves.
Maybe, just maybe, this symbol of the Darkness helps this particular Guardian find his way back into the Light.