Safrin began to waver and Ronin swore that he felt it within himself, some thread connecting them, fraying with her waning strength. Swallowing hard, he listened intently to the goddess's explanation about the Spire, the hunter frowning at the ground. So it was the new gods who were tainting the world anew, who had seeded a sickness in the Greatwood, in Safrin... in himself. ronin begin again, as the storm |
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the White Knight
Age: 34 | Height: 5'10 | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Torchline Level: 15 - Strg: 60 - Dext: 72 - Endr: 60 - Luck: 81 - Int: 3 SUGAR - Mythical - Dragon (Ice Breath)
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