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Deimos Ignatius
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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#29
DEIMOS
The sound of iron shots is stuck in my head
The thunder of the drums dictates
Shaky foundations, structures, and fortifications, or not, he hadn’t known many who were content being condescended to or patronized. He certainly didn’t care for it, and the subtle intricacies of his nonchalance had clearly melded it across; enough so that it didn’t occur anymore. The beast absorbed the rest of the comments, much more careful and precise, taking hold of the mug to rinse and wash out later, along with the rest of the provisions. No sigh flickered from his chest, mere movements of inches and monoliths, an imposing figure still, even when made to feel like less. “Likewise,” was a rumble, promises, assurances, and convictions to assist, to help in whatever other means they needed to muster. “You are welcome,” came along a stoic enterprise, a nod to bid the Sage farewell, before unwinding back to his other tasks, irritation notched and nettled along his jaw.

{FIN}
The rhythm of the falls, the number of dead
The rising of the horns, ahead


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