Shy, quiet, reserved. Kindhearted protector. Caring. True. Just. Dummy.

❤'s: Hot tea || People || Quiet walks || watching the world turn || Reading/doing quiet tasks.||

✘'s: Evil-doers/ill-hearted people || Falling/The feeling of weightlessness. || His broken horn. (sad about it :< ) ||

They proudly wield a sacred spear forged as a sister-weapon to the flame hero's spear long ago. It has been used to fend off any who would do harm to those they felt were misunderstood for countless years cementing themself as an important figure in the city's history.

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✦ A quiet protector of those who wield void magic and denizen of the City of Ink. They proudly wield a sacred spear forged as a sister-weapon to the flame hero's spear long ago. It has been used to fend off any who would do harm to those they felt were misunderstood for countless years cementing themself as an important figure in the city's history. Fearless, they once did the unthinkable and delved headfirst into the void itself in order to protect another despite the risk of exposure to the abyssal forces within. It was said that those with an unbreakable will would not fall victim to the whispers of the abyss, however despite their iron resolve the void's corruption still managed to slip into their soul. All this time they kept the other side of themself a secret.