Arthur_Dumas

Crossovers include the following: Lord of the rings, Skyrim, Dragon age and a few more. My life so far has been an interesting one however from here on in it only gets better, I stand before the castle of Vetusa, a small City state hidden in the valleys of Medusa's Vengeance. What brought me and my 15,000 strong army to its gates? Well, they owe me 45,000 gold, Saving their princess from a Dragon, typical knight stuff. Well, there was one twist, the Dragon in this equation was my wife, Half-breed things, right? Anyway getting sidetracked, Welcome to the fall of Vertusa and the rise of the Ebony Dragon's Empire...

A disturbance in the force has awoken the long sleeping Barsen'thor, also known as the Outlander, the Former Jedi Master awakes to find his connection to the force gone and the Jedi order dead, his awakening only means one thing, that he is returning. The man Barsen'thor swore to protect the galaxy from, long thought dead, it is a hidden fact that his soul survived and with the triumph of the dark side he is reborn. The galaxy is reeling from the rise of the Empire, little did it know a threat much greater than it was now alive and plotting for its own ascension...

A remake of my previous novel, the Hedonistic Lord. The young master of the Dumas clan suddenly gains access to a system that is designed to give him the life of the hedonist he truly desires. Power, Money, Women will all be his along as he dances to the tune the system plays.

My name is Arthur Dumas, code name 'Calamity', I served as a child mercenary for the group known as 'Humanity's Sin'. I have been deployed on the borders between the Kingdom of Smedia and the Himera Empire.  My life thus far can be summarised as a series of wars in which I excelled, having 600 confirmed kills to my name with thousands rumoured to have been caused by me. However an unknown 'illness' has forced me to retire from the  group and try to build a life for myself. The 'illness' is not real, my constant killing has activated the dormant bloodline within me, the bloodline forces me to devour in order to feed it and in return it makes me stronger.  Every time I devour someone it makes me need to feed more, the beast demands tribute, I the mercenary  king demand your tribute!