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Created 1/1/19. Amarog starter - blue with brown eyes (GG/Bb/Hh). Humanity is mid-high. Name's pronounced [Jay meh son]
Jameson was always quiet and a bit reclusive. Regardless, he had friends and family. His life wasn't that bad. Yet, he found himself threatened. When the option to kill arose, he took it. Afterwards, he expected guilt, remorse...something. Instead, life continued on, his crime a secret that the others simply seemed to miss. Although he never could conjure up what he deemed an appropriate emotion, he doubted the others in town would feel the same once they found the body. If they found the body. It wasn't a chance he could afford to take. One night, he packed up a few things and stole away. Where he would go, he wasn't sure, but he was pretty sure he'd lost the right to live life as he had been. It was dark as he ran through the forest. There was no way he could have seen the Amarog fang before it dug into his skin. After discovering what it was that cut his foot, Jameson couldn't feel that it was anything less than fate - a punishment for his wrongdoings. He had little other to do than accept the curse as it set in. After all, he surely deserved it. Right...?
