DEIMOS
Delivered from the blasts
Were Deimos in a more cheery, obliging mood, he might’ve rolled his eyes at the insinuation of not getting involved; anyone who knew the Reaper enough could likely understand he had every intention of bombarding his way through the anomalies and intricacies to get to those he cared about. It was resolution and determination, but it was also rebellion, something born and bred in his flesh, in his lungs, in his soul, baptized on the battlefield when walls of men seemed to stretch into oblivion and he dug in to simply survive. The beast was not one to abandon those he cherished; it was an unsaid promise, a vow of assurance, layered and lacquered within the breadth of his chest and ribs; passing over the vague notions of do not need getting out and ignoring them. It would come in time – in measures and slips of instances when everything was put in place.
Did he wish to become better acquainted with the unfamiliar Fae though? The bestial shades of his curiosity were always a mighty, potent thing too, and a series of queries and questions managed to coil their way back into the outset of his Machiavellian mind. Why had they captured his friends? What did they stand to gain from it? And what lurked beyond those woods, besides endless trees and secrets? “I suppose,” he mustered in response, pondering where the last of a line of lasts |
[seasonal event] should have seen this coming
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the Resurrected Sword
Warden of Halo / Guildmaster ✓
Age: 33 | Height: 6'4" | Race: Hybrid | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Halo Level: 14 - Strg: 72 - Dext: 72 - Endr: 73 - Luck: 80 - Int: 3 BELIAL - Mythical - Peryton (Blend) ZURIEL - Mythical - Unicorn (Healing)
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