Nof. The Badlaw.
Like some rogue Robin Hood, Nof started out as a hihgway robber, prowling the passages beneath the Provinces, stealing the lost souls from the rich to give to the poor. The fastest gun on The Other Side -- he's the chain-smoking 'soul slinger' with the perpetual sneer who's just as soon send you to hell...if only he could. Which he cannot!
So instead he formed a tribe which tune into Hellin's daily ranting for inspiration. Blowing lost Rangers apart is their specialty --scattering their bones with a single blast for a fate worse than death. Call Nof -- if you sick of living!
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