Deimos the Reaper master of nothing place, of recoil and grace Finishing touches polished the top of his basket, aligned and courted with stars, like a flicker of auroras and the blending of skyline hues, otherworldly, ethereal, mystifying, coming from another time, another place, another world – the nostalgic webs pulsing and beating at his chest. He stared at them for a moment, considered changing, altering them altogether, lost in those wayward fogs and labyrinths of intertwined memories and lives, before leaving it entirely, pressing more mountains into the sides on the soft, gilded glow pulsating from his hands. He might not have even paid attention to anything else had Adam’s inquiry not hastened and clawed at him; a schism he’d opened up for himself. “No,” a shake of his head. They’d found other things: failure, death, desecration, ruin, defeat, collapse, a loss of homeland, a loss of comrades, a loss of greater, grander things than the labors of kings and beliefs of greedy sovereigns. Isilme’s results had simply continued in Helovia’s – the Edge no longer theirs within an instant, overwrought, overwhelmed, scattered from rocky shoals and endless cliffs, the barrel of the ocean stinging in their eyes, spun back into their hatred, their vehemence, their icy ramparts. |
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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: 74 - Endr: 75 - Luck: 80 - Int: 3 BELIAL - Mythical - Peryton (Blend) ZURIEL - Mythical - Unicorn (Healing)
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