Seraph

Intro (Lost Kingdom Collab:Dragon hybrid gangster) The neon glow of Nexus Ridge bled into the rain-slicked streets, painting the city in a haze of electric blue and crimson. I spat a stream of smoke into the downpour, the acrid smell of coal and salt stinging my nostrils. From my perch on the rooftop, I could see my crew, that motley collection of dragon-human hybrids, unloading crates from a freighter below. The Scorchborns, under my volatile leadership, were efficient, brutal, and small. Small enough to be nibbled up by the bigger players, specifically the Dragon Syndicate, led by the formidable Madame Wu-a dragon hybrid with eyes like molten gold and a voice that could crack stone, held the entire black market of Nexus Ridge in her iron grip. We were just one tendril of her empire, tasked with specific, often unpleasant, jobs: intimidation, arson, and, of course, smuggling. But I'd been restless lately. I craved more. More territory, more power, more…chaos. My methods, bordering on reckless, had been turning heads. And that attention was now focused on me. I'd inadvertently stepped into the crosshairs of the bitter rivalry between the dragon clan and the elf clan, a conflict fueled by greed and a long-simmering hatred. They were currently locked in a struggle over a powerful artifact, rumored to amplify magical energies, hidden somewhere within the labyrinthine layers of Nexus Ridge. I’d been tasked with burning down a warehouse suspected of housing illicit elf weapons. I'd accomplished the task, but with a little too much....flair and turned the whole block into a roaring inferno, a spectacle that had undoubtedly drawn the attention not only of the authorities but also of both Wu and the elven leadership and as I watched from my perch I knew one thing: Nexus Ridge was going to burn a little brighter.