(Symbol of the Death Circle seared into ruined flesh)

Nature: Cult | Blood Brotherhood of the Doors | Keepers of the Ancient Rite

Age/Status: Primeval | Active in the shadows of Silver City

Personality: Ritualistic. Inhuman. Relentless.

Bio:

The Death Circle does not recruit — it consumes.
Its members are not chosen by fate or faith; they are sculpted by pain. Bound by blood oaths older than written language, the Death Circle's sole purpose is to weaken the boundary between realities — to crack the sky wide and flood the earth with the hunger that waits beyond.

Their rites are carved not just into bone and stone, but into the very souls of their initiates. Betrayal is their sacrament. Death is their offering. Suffering is their prayer.

They mark themselves with the eternal sigil — burnt into their skin, seared into their minds — a black promise that no door, once opened, will ever close.

Those who encounter them either vanish into smoke or are left behind as warnings: hollow-eyed, blood-drained, marked with the sign of the Doors.

Quote:

"The flesh burns. The spirit breaks. The Door hungers."