Kraskar's Hand

“You Halkaw?” A voice floated down the hallway towards Mark, filled with a mixture of disgust, greed, and perhaps a hint of madness. Everyone had done things these days, things that followed them and made their sleep restless and unfulfilling.Mark Halkaw used to be a college student, quietly sitting in the corner, content to ignore and be ignored. Now in the aftermath of destruction, he spends his time fighting for his life, bartering with deities, and bringing destruction upon his enemies.