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tainted, cursed
Posted 01-14-2018, 03:10 PM | This post was last modified: 01-14-2018, 04:51 PM by Dhalion
Dhalion
Rogue
Male, 1.75
Endomorph
34 in, 135 lbs
0 ep
© puffball


Hear me. Hear me, now!
His patience has waned as thinly as a crescent moon; DMC had failed to answer his demand, so now he parts his jowls to loose a deep howl-- he would not be ignored, he is embers ignited, an inferno of passion as he has made the ascent to the tallest peak of Xyntanza, where those deserving (those willing) to give themselves to the demi-god are granted the gift of his abilities. The winds are restless, those unaccustomed to the altitude sure to lose their life to a powerful gust or fall short of breath. Not he, no, he is made from the very strength of the currents bustling through his ivory pelt, he was born to overcome the dangers of Xyntanza's overwhelming bodice. He had been cursed to bare witness to the continuous decline of a home he had loved so much, and it is an unbearable pain to see it bounce so carelessly between hands, as though it were a stone to be skimmed and underappreciated. How he wished his mother could be there to educate the newcomers, he knew she was still there, searching in vain for Haruko to come to her once more... but those of flesh needed her wisdom more than the elusive god. But it was no matter, even if he was standing as an army of one, he held his head high, plated in an armor of courage and ardor to confront the newest addition to Wind's volatile throne.

"the wind runner."

Theodosia or Murmura depending on what happens in this thread.

ETA: new tag



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