Deimos the Reaper master of nothing place, of recoil and grace For all his walls and fortifications, his savage steps and minatory intentions, the beast had never believed he’d shaped anyone’s lives. He had been an existence on a corporeal, tangible plain, a weapon on the horizon, a set of munitions along mountains, and then nothing at all – dust and air, cinders and ash. Kingly commands or imploring another to recognize their talents, their regards, were naught much – perceptions and ambitions, coiling someone else’s aspirations to blend, to lend, them into the Aurora Basin’s threshold, to inspire and invoke them towards icy causes and rime avarice. Otherwise, he’d been a monster, a brutal, ominous, intimidating force, ensuring safety and protection. Never enough to warrant christened livelihoods. Never enough to embody a beacon. Never enough to be an enticing, alluring figure, leading them down the road to iniquity, to sin, to stoked, feral fires. |
our terrible story of survival
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the Resurrected Sword
Warden of Halo / Guildmaster ✓
Age: 34 | Height: 6'4" | Race: Hybrid | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Halo Level: 14 - Strg: 74 - Dext: 73 - Endr: 74 - Luck: 80 - Int: 3 BELIAL - Mythical - Peryton (Blend) ZURIEL - Mythical - Unicorn (Healing)
Played by: Heather
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