Aröer
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- 1 year, 4 months ago
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- motherglare
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Why have you taken me in your fall?
These dark wraiths were once skyrider hunters who poached the mighty wyverns, children of Eissdra. In their folly, they donned their prey into armaments.
From the moment they were worn, these hunters and their lineage would be cursed by the vestiges of their draconic counterparts. A corrupted fusion melding two souls into one and so they walk into eternity.
In the dour ages
Of drafty cells and draftier castles,
Of dragons breathing without the frame of fables,
Saint and king unfisted obstruction's knuckles
By no miracle or majestic means
- A helmet coated with chain mails, surrounded by the bones of a wyvern
- Wyvern skull wrapped around her right shoulder to torso. Long coat of fur on the left shoulder.
- Jet black armor and a long dress reaching her legs with a Megamendung Batik pattern.
- P.S; I know the dress isnt a Batik, but just stay with me on this-
- lack of expression / face
heightened 5 senses
Dutiful
Subjective
Tough
Overtly Critical
Merciless
Aröer shows no remorse, especially those who she considers below her. She has been consistently training other hunters and searching those she considers even to her or higher. She is extremely critical, paying every attention to details to her trainees.
Many would disagree to her method or training, leading to them quitting their jobs as a hunter. But she doesn't seem to change her perspective of it, as she knows being a Wyvern Hunter puts your life on the line.
She used to show care and sympathy, but as she grew and outlived many of her comrades, she has no time to grief and would have to take it all in.
