![]() She and her twin gathered what information they could before marching into the Badlands alongside several dozen of the most dangerous sellswords Malifaux had to offer. The rarest prize for the strongest bounty hunters: the head of the immortal queen, Titania. With the voice’s help, not only could they weather the storm, they would become it.Įventually, she and her doppleganger aimed for a trophy that none have yet been able to claim, not even the Tyrants. This voice assured her, comforted her, that the limitations of what she - no, they - could accomplish were only lines drawn in sand, and a tide was coming. Prizes and treasures that were once considered impossibilities, that even to fathom them was a waste of time for a mercenary always looking for the next easy opportunity, were now fresh fruit to pluck from a tree. It spoke to her with words of power and glory, of thrones upon which to sit and kingdoms upon which to rule. It wasn’t until much later that Viktoria had realized that the void was not a void at all, but a voice. ![]() Viktoria and her “sister,” - a doppleganger who was once assigned to kill Viktoria, and instead decided to become her ally until death - both knew that deep down, nothing would. Soon, the rare Soulstones and artifacts did not fulfill the want in the ways they once had. With each prize claimed, stone turned, and battle won, the stakes and desires for something greater grew. It was once the allure of great and boundless treasure that drove Viktoria Chambers deeper toward the corners of Malifaux.
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