Thomas Galvin
Purveyor of Fine Pulp Fiction

Triquetra
I'm sorry, I can't hear you over the sound of how awesome I am.

Demons. Warlocks. Ghouls.

The things trying to claw their way into our world are innumerable, and only one man stands in their way.

John Rose.

Ageless, powerful, and driven, John Rose stands guard, a watcher on the wall, a sentinel in the shadows.

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