Chapter 3: Its Weight in Silver
Surface damage: Minimal
Diagnosis: Strain caused by prolonged exposure. Would recommend a touch up, potentially a tune up. 
Replacement parts: Unverifiable. 
The mechanic ran his fingers over the jagged opening of Vii’s mouth, their ‘lips’ a frightening portrait of a bear trap. That said, he couldn’t say truthfully he hadn’t seen more horrific scenes in his time. Most hunters were concerned about the branding and uniqueness

Marlow
Seein' as I have all y'alls attention now, I figure I can share this story without needin' to repeat myself. You're wonderin' what cargo I'm carryin' so's you might scoop it for a quick coin. That would be a big mistake. 
There's tale of a figure that stepped out of the desert some odd months ago. She was wrapped in gusts of stingin' sand particles whippin' 'round her, blowin' her tunic about like she's in the eye of a tornado. She was weary-eyed, but ain't cause she needed no sleep

Psalm 42; Section 3
Upon wings of eternity do souls fly, caressing the outer limits of creation
From its mercy do those loved and loving return to us from nothingness
Her hands trembled, the knife point quivering. She could no better butter a piece of toast with the knife than use it to strike at the horde of goblins in front of her, and even then she would somehow manage to fail getting an even spread of butter on that same toast. The guide, a youthful graduate scholar by the name of Annette,

Chapter 2: Home from Home
The Bunker; a literal hole in the ground. If you know what code to stomp on the right patch of dirt, you’ll be permitted entry. Do this incorrectly, or in the wrong spot, there is a likelihood one could find themselves at knife point, gun point, or staring down the throat or some bouncer who was unlucky enough to forget lunch at home and is just oh-so-happy to see you now. After enlisting as a bounty hunter, you are given instruction once and only once about prop

Chapter 1: Case File 372
“36,756 kilograms of dirt. 8,744 concrete molds. 356 family lines. 42-”
“Mari? You have eyes on the target, right?”
“You’re shaking the whole forest. I know where you two are.” 
“He’s starting to get pissed off. You marked the Shot Spot, right?” 
“We need to talk about your insistence on engaging close quarters. You know I can handle it myself, right?” 
“My mission is-&rdqu

~ Ladies and Gents, this is the moment you waited for ~
The opening notes of the world renowned wrestler’s theme hit, sending the audience into a frenzy. Her achievements sent shockwaves through the world of vore wrestling. She was a shining star and glittering gut in victory and a showman even in defeat. It was hard to deny the spectacle that was The Ringmaster, Miss Maelstrom!
“Tonight's bout is going to be a brutal display! As if appearing out of thin air, our former  champio