{ About }

A solemn creature stands alone in the dark, stillness of the forest, lingering amongst the stone cairns that once marked his own grave, when he was something different than an esk, the knowledge of what unknown even to himself. Perhaps you might see the silouhette of him, a fleeting figure striding purposely through the trees, the shape of his antlers, the falling leaves of his nature features, or perhaps you don't see him but the bright wisps of flickering blue flame of his enchantment, luring you deeper into the forest to discover what lies deep within.

Lore himself matches his boundary, grave, quiet, something to respet and behave around else you find yourself unwanted amongst the cairns. He keeps to himself and ignores most of those that would try to approach him, moreso if they're of a personality not fitting to his own; he can't stand those with flippancy or irreverency in abounds and finds no want to linger around those that kind mischief in fun in tricks or the like, such behaviour is likely to get a creature lead elsewhere by his wisps, the guiding flames leading them further and further from him.

{ Origin }

{ Enchantments, Blessings & Curses }

Enchantment - Will-o'-Wisp
Bright wisps of flame that burn brightly in the darkness of the night, they lure those that see them forwards towards them, to what end? Who can know?