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Post by Gwrtheyrn Medrawt on Nov 11, 2019 13:05:27 GMT
Gwrtheyrn K. Medrawt
Civilian - ★ - Milestone Rank 0 - Wealth Stage 0
Griffith, from Berserk
narlivion#8985
Basic Information
Alias: None. Age: 24. Sexuality: Bisexual. Height: 1,84cm. Weight: 75kg. Hair: Long, slightly wavy and white with a light blue undertone. Eyes: Diamond blue. Skin & Scars: Pale skin and, with the exception of his face and neck, his body is filled with records of all types of lesions: dead skin, badly healed cuts, burn marks, hypertrophic and keloid scars, etc...
Details
It's difficult to look at Gwrtheyrn and not take immediate notice of his natural beauty, something that, due to preconceived notions, people might not expect from someone with his social background. However, hidden by his ethereal look, is a disgusting body that is forever scared with reminders of agonizing times. Because of this, Gwrtheyrn chooses to never wear clothing that reveal his skin: long sleeves, pants and gloves are what he is always seen wearing, no matter how hot or how cold.
Personality
"Those who can't abandon everything will never change anything"
✖ Unforgiving ⤋ (the) Upper-class ✖ Uncanny ⤋ Physical Contact ✖ Disturbed ⤋ (the) Central Government of Vantalux ✖ Cunning ⤋ Abandonment ✖ Manipulative ⤋ Impunity
Behaviour
After getting to know Gwrtheyrn, it would be difficult for someone to guess what kind of trauma he has gone through, but, weirdly and at the same time, if one was to find out it would be hard to say that they'd be totally surprised. While there is a distinguishable charm and charisma in the manners in which he conducts himself, there's also an unexplainable aura surrounding him that hints at something not being right. Always calm and stoic, he emanates the feeling that darkness might lie in slumber; that there he is either the best humanity can offer or, potentially, the worst. Either way, to whoever gets close enough with him or takes time to observe him interacting with others in the Fishing Hamlet, it'll become obvious that Gwrtheyrn Medrawt is a person of and for the people: always helping, asking nothing in return. A result of what the world made of him, one can only wonder if his intentions are as pure as they seem...
History
From a dark alley smelling of dead fish and urine, the screeches of a new born could be heard between the loud thunder and the non-stopping rain that plagued the night. In The Wharf, if the hands of destiny so decide, one's birth can easily be, at the same time, a death sentence - for this infant, it appeared that his judgement had been passed before he had any chance of defending himself. At least, nine out of ten times this would've been the case. However, this little one would be the odd one out, proving to the Old and New Gods his unwillingness to stop struggling: for a period of time that went against what logic dictates, he kept on breathing, each scream a renouncement of what the world wanted to do with him. From the beginning, this soul was hell-bent on creating its own luck and, like the tales of old show us, it is known that to those who are audacious the most unlikely of scenarios are made possible. After more than one hour naked, unprotected in the middle of the trash - just like it was there that he had been conceived - an homeless couple walked into that backstreet: they were looking for food, but instead they found one more mouth to feed. The man said no, but the infertile woman's insistance prevailed. Back to the shore of the Fishing Hamlet they took the boy, even if deep down they didn't expect him to survive the night. But he did - and the one after, and the one after that, and all the others that followed.
They named him using the only tongue they could speak, the one from ancient origins belonging to the illiterate poor. "Gwrtheyrn" for "Great Chief", "Knútr" for "One that is Daring" and "Medrawt" for "Within Its Own Bounds". And so, Gwrtheyrn Knútr Medrawt became a part of the world, even if the world didn't want him to be part of it; even if the world would, time and time again, attempt to get rid of him, trying to correct the mistake that is his existence.
Gwrtheyrn's early years were just like that of any other of the extremely poor people inhabiting The Wharf: malnourished and hopeless, the only option left is stealing from and battling against the above forces that desperately try to keep everyone else below them. From a young age, nights of cold and hunger were a common occurence, running away from shopkeepers and Government Officials a thing of routine and the longing for better days a dream that seemed unreachable, untouchable. Yet, paradoxically and funny enough, these were also the best times of Gwrtheyrn's miserable life: with Zair and Libbert, his best friends of the same age, he ran as free as their conditions allowed him to.
Zair Khan was the brains of the trio. A dark-skinned boy of a single loving father, he had the unstoppable ambition of becoming the blacksmith that his parent never got the chance to be. "I'll give you the best sword, Gwrtheyrn! I'll even allow that empty-head to give some suggestions!", he once said. The empty-head was, obviously, Libbert Langertt, the reckless ginger rascal. An orphan, his only self-proclaimed goal in life was to "Sail the seas, travel the Outlands and get tons of women along the way!". Together they laughed, cried, played, stole, dreamed. Together they made a promise in blood: "One day", Gwrtheyrn said, "One day we'll flip the world on its head. One day we'll make things right". They were brothers, family even if not from the same genealogical tree.
Then, on the day of his eighteenth birthday, things would never be the same again.
A bag of gold was all it took. A bag of gold is all that it ever takes. It was what the mysterious, mostly unknown Cult - the group of fanatics that believe in the figure of The Savior - offered Gwrtheyrn's foster parents in exchange for the teenager. The woman said no, but the impecunious man's insistance prevailed. When coming back to his rotten hut during the night, Gwrtheyrn was jumped and captured by several cultists that were allowed inside in order to wait for him. On the next morning, Zair and Libbert arrived to the hut only to discover Gwrtheyrn's adoptive parents' lifeless bodies on the ground, no gold to be found: a mercenary group hired to retrieve the coin that shouldn't be tainted by the hands of the poor. Just like that, the boy had vanished and his friends had no way of knowing where he was, of knowing what happened.
For two years Gwrtheyrn was kept somewhere within The Depths, one of the locations of the Cult's secret hideouts. The reason he was wanted was simple: even the most crazy of fanatics need someone to idolize and Gwrtheyrn Knútr Medrawt had the perfect appearance to make the delusional believe that The Savior was, indeed, real. Heavely sedated through a force-injected herbal fluid, he was used and abused by the members of the Cult for whatever their desires were. Worship, pleasure... In the world of humans a God is only divine if he does what his followers need him to do. What would mark a outliner was the appearance of a new member: Anna Lasral var Kéllig.
Memories of these times are foggy, but, inside that hell, Anna was an angel walking amongst sinners. In secret, she made sure that Gwrtheyrn's brain kept being stimulated; she asked him questions in order for him to not forget his real identity; she made the efforts she could to counter-act the effects of his sedation. As a mere vague feeling, she gave off the impression of someone who shouldn't be there, of someone who, perhaps, was there for other reasons... In the middle of the hazy snapshots of feasts, offerings and lustful bodies, there's only one thing that Gwrtheyrn clearly remembers: his head on Anna's lap, her purple eyes getting closer as she kissed him on the forehead, her lips saying: "Don't you worry, I promise that I'll save you".
One day later, the woman vanished from The Depths. One day after, another bag of gold came in. It was time for Gwrtheyrn Medrawt to be sold once more.
He was twenty years of age when from the hands of zealots he was passed to the hands of incarnated devils. The small group of Anti-Emes often worked in partnership with the Cult and, after hearing about how Gwrtheyrn was a freak with a Vel, they made a monetary offer impossible to refuse. From The Depths of The Wharf he was sent to The Sunken City of Fumehat, right into a cave hidden somewhere within those swamppy lands. If the Cult had broken the now human object mentally, his new owners were about to break him physically.
It was for one entire year that he was in chains, stripped almost naked as he was tortured with no days off. "Just don't touch his face", the leader of the group said, "I want to keep him pretty". Food was the bare minimum, just the lowest of amount possible for Gwrtheyrn to remain alive. Hygiene was equally bad, with wounds only being disenfected when there was a real risk of death. The objective was clear: they wanted a zombie, as much dead as alive. A toy to play with and a target to inflict damage on. Minutes felt like hours, hours felt like weeks, months felt like years. If one could think that pain is something a person gets used it's because they never went through it: it never got better, only worse. And yet, Gwrtheyrn kept on struggling - alive, continuing to not resign to the fate that had been placed on his back.
Then, one day, Zair and Libbert stormed the inside of the cave. It had been three years since he had seen them... It felt like an illusion. "Sorry, we're a little a bit late", Libbert said in an attempt to not focus on how indescribable Gwrtheyrn's body looked. In a hurry, they set him free and carried him to the outside, putting him on the back of Warduul Kinbar's horse, the blacksmith that had taken Zair in as his apprentice. Quickly surrounded by the Anti-Emes and with the other two horses killed by a storm of arrows, options we're limited. Action needed to be taken quickly.
"We'll hold them off", Zair declared, "Take him, please".
Respecting the two hearts of iron prepared to be broken in the defense of what they felt to be right, Warduul didn't hesitate. As the distance grew larger between them, a barely conscious Gwrtheyrn looked at the brothers he would never see again. He looked at the words mouthed by Libbert.
"Remember our promise".
For three years, Gwrtheyrn stayed at Sparkles of Hope, the shop and home of Warduul and Lavd'aa Kinbar in Haven. They were three years focused on the rehabilitation of an almost mentally and phisically dead self. Then, after he was strong enough, he began helping Warduul on his shop and learning what had happened. How Zair and Libbert never stopped looking for him. How they had moved to Haven in order to search for information and clues. And, more curiously, how they found out his location through a letter left at Sparkles of Hope weeks before the rescue: "Your friend is being held prisoner somewhere in the Sunken City. My promise is kept".
On his twenty fourth birthday, Gwrtheyrn thanked Warduul and Lavd'aa for all they had done and annouced his decision of going back to The Wharf. His reason?
Post by Gwrtheyrn Medrawt on Nov 13, 2019 10:17:16 GMT
Beggar's Wail
Rank 1
Description
Beggar's Wail is a pendant that Gwrtheyrn found in the shore of the Fishing Hamlet on the night that he got back to The Wharf after leaving Haven. He uses it at all times around his neck, making sure that he cannot lose it or that no one can easily steal it from him. Its rope is dark brown, yet oddly resistable and strong to the touch - it's almost certain that, inside the cord itself, runs a cable crafted out of Vanta. This mesh of string and fibre connects to a piece of a weathered gold metal crafted and placed atop of the stone, allowing the latter to dangle and act as a medallion.
The egg-shaped object itself is the proper Vanta Weapon. Blood red in colour and covered with misplaced facial features across its smooth surface, there's a distinct aura of eeriness and unworldliness that emanates from this fetish. In an obscure manner, from time to time, the eyes of the stone will slightly open, its ocean blue irises and black pupils moving around slowly as if consciously inspecting its surroundigs. Through the properties of Vanta, Beggar's Wail appears just like a sentient life form, lurking for an opportunity to have its screams be heard and felt all over Ordus.
Ability
It can be said that, more than a weapon, Beggar's Wail is akin to a repellent. Or, perhaps, a better and more accurate description of it would be saying that the fetish is, in its essence and in pratical terms, a simple object capable of producing sound.
What this means is that, once activated, the displaced facial features that are promitent on the stone's surface begin to quickly move, forming a face that, by opening its eyes and mouth, projects a loud sound to the outside world. Despite it not being a fact, Gwrtheyrn was able to, after experimentation, conclude that, as of now, this sound can reach, more or less, a radius of seven meters.
The gimmick of this Vanta Weapon is fairly simple: while other existing Vanta powered objects that are capable of producing sound do so in regular fashion, this Vanta Weapon has the quirk of transforming the frequency of the sound it expells into an unnatural one, which, by consequence, makes its noise discomfortable and painful to whoever hears it. However, in certainty due to the process of attunement, Gwrtheyrn feels none of this, even though he is also able to perceive the sound that is echoed from the pendant.
The unique sound that comes from this artifact can most appropriately be recounted as a violent scream: a scream of agony, a scream of despair, the scream of those cast aside by an unfair world... a Beggar's Wail.
Duusend Skaad
Rank 1 - Shaping
Power
When they were all nothing but young children trying to dream a reality that wasn't the one they had been cursed with, Zair and Libbert refered to Gwrtheyrn's Vel as Duusend Skaad. In the ancient dialect that some of the poor communities of The Wharf still choose to speak to this day - a concrete proof of how deep poverty and stratification is still rooted in the sands of the Fishing Hamlet - this has, roughly, the meaning of "One Thousand Shadows".
"Duusend Skaad!", they said, "If One Thosand Shadows is what it takes, then One Thousand Shadows is what you'll make".
Simply put, Gwrtheyrn Medrawt's Vel Power follows the theme of Shadows, with the only Application he is currently able to give it being the one of Shaping. This means that any clear shadow that Gwrtheyrn's makes contact with either his hands or feet can be shaped into having actual physical and concrete mass. Whether those shadows are cast by himself, by other people or by an object doesn't matter - if Gwrtheyrn can touch them, he can shape them.
Since shadows, unlike other elements, don't possess any kind of specific attribute (for example: fire burns, water makes you wet, etc...), the advantage of Duusend Skaad's Shaping fully depends on what is actually shaped by Gwrtheyrn. However, don't let this deceive you: under the right man, even a stick can become a killing weapon. Whether it is shaping the shadows he touches into dangerous spikes, protective walls or situational objects, Gwrtheyrn's Vel offers him a world of potential and opportunity.
After all these years, it's still just like Zair and Libbert announced: if making one thousand shadows is what is needed, then one thousand shadows will be exactly what Gwrtheyrn Knútr Medrawt creates.
If only they were still here to see all of them...
Disadvantages
The disadvantages that come with the use of Duusend Skaad are, in general, pretty obvious and self-explanatory. However, they are still worth being layed out, especially since Gwrtheyrn himself as made himself aware of them during all these years he has spent using it.
First of all, the shadows that Gwrtheyrn can manipulate have to be clearly distinguishable - after all, his Vel Theme is Shadows, not all and any type of Darkness. This has an obvious consequence: while during the day Duusend Skaad is at its best, during the night it becomes barely usable. This is because, contrary to the sun, the moon doesn't provide enough natural light to produce clear, strong shadows. Consequentially, the only way Gwrtheyrn can use his Vel during the night is if, through artificial lighting, shadows are produced.
Secondly, Gwrtheyrn can only shape and maintain the physical form of the shadows he utilizes as long as he remains in contact with them: if contact between his hands or feet and the shadow in question is to be broken, the shadow will instantly return to its regular form, losing all the mass it had gained and regaining its simple non-tangible, normal properties.
In third place, it's important to know that what Gwrtheyrn can do as of now is only shaping existing shadows, not directing and extending them like a Controlling Application would make possible. This means that the shape of a shadow is restricted to its original location and that the size of this created shape is totally dependent on the original size of the shadow utilized.
Post by Gwrtheyrn Medrawt on Nov 13, 2019 10:47:02 GMT
Military Abilities
Regalia Slaga
Star Rank: ★ Description: When recovering from the massacres his body had gone through, a broken Gwrtheyrn Medrawt was guided and helped by an old blacksmith of Haven whose intent was having the younger man fully regain his physical and mental strenght. One of the ways this was done was by teaching him the way of the sword, something Gwrtheyrn had already played with in his younger years. However, due to his extreme weakness at the beginning, Gwrtheyrn learnt how to handle a rapier: a light, lenghty, slender sword that prioritizes speed and movement.
More than a year later and before Gwrtheyrn's departure to his hometown of The Wharf, Warduul crafted the most beautiful and unique of rapiers as a goodbye gift. Optimized not only for thursting but, due to the man's expertise, also for cutting and slashing, this is the weapon that Gwrtheyrn now prefers and continues to practice with. According to Warduul's own words, parts of the weapon style had been based on "(...) schematics that Zair worked on with some input of that crazy Libbert 'fella. They wanted to give it as a gift once they got ya back here".
Gwrtheyrn called the rapier Regalia Slaga or, as it roughly translates to the common tongue, "The Slayer of the Royalty's Rights".
Military Ability Name
Star Rank: Number. Description: "Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Nam imperdiet turpis ut urna imperdiet, et auctor dui pretium. Nulla vulputate urna non mollis sodales. Sed vel urna et lacus ultrices mattis ut non erat. Etiam neque sapien, vehicula et imperdiet non, sollicitudin sit amet justo. Donec scelerisque dapibus pretium. Suspendisse ultrices ipsum felis, et posuere elit faucibus id. Suspendisse consequat ullamcorper felis, lacinia dignissim enim posuere id. Aliquam vulputate sapien sed justo euismod lacinia. In hac habitasse platea dictumst. Nulla tincidunt urna nec quam pulvinar aliquet. Sed sodales non est id tincidunt. Nam pellentesque quis quam in pretium. Maecenas libero sem, suscipit sit amet nisi non, pellentesque elementum nisi. Sed nunc odio, rhoncus lobortis sapien id, volutpat sollicitudin enim. Mauris diam lorem, bibendum ut quam at, ullamcorper accumsan nibh. Fusce facilisis quam dui, at consectetur magna hendrerit at."
Military Ability Name
Star Rank: Number. Description: "Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Nam imperdiet turpis ut urna imperdiet, et auctor dui pretium. Nulla vulputate urna non mollis sodales. Sed vel urna et lacus ultrices mattis ut non erat. Etiam neque sapien, vehicula et imperdiet non, sollicitudin sit amet justo. Donec scelerisque dapibus pretium. Suspendisse ultrices ipsum felis, et posuere elit faucibus id. Suspendisse consequat ullamcorper felis, lacinia dignissim enim posuere id. Aliquam vulputate sapien sed justo euismod lacinia. In hac habitasse platea dictumst. Nulla tincidunt urna nec quam pulvinar aliquet. Sed sodales non est id tincidunt. Nam pellentesque quis quam in pretium. Maecenas libero sem, suscipit sit amet nisi non, pellentesque elementum nisi. Sed nunc odio, rhoncus lobortis sapien id, volutpat sollicitudin enim. Mauris diam lorem, bibendum ut quam at, ullamcorper accumsan nibh. Fusce facilisis quam dui, at consectetur magna hendrerit at."
Military Ability Name
Star Rank: Number. Description: "Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Nam imperdiet turpis ut urna imperdiet, et auctor dui pretium. Nulla vulputate urna non mollis sodales. Sed vel urna et lacus ultrices mattis ut non erat. Etiam neque sapien, vehicula et imperdiet non, sollicitudin sit amet justo. Donec scelerisque dapibus pretium. Suspendisse ultrices ipsum felis, et posuere elit faucibus id. Suspendisse consequat ullamcorper felis, lacinia dignissim enim posuere id. Aliquam vulputate sapien sed justo euismod lacinia. In hac habitasse platea dictumst. Nulla tincidunt urna nec quam pulvinar aliquet. Sed sodales non est id tincidunt. Nam pellentesque quis quam in pretium. Maecenas libero sem, suscipit sit amet nisi non, pellentesque elementum nisi. Sed nunc odio, rhoncus lobortis sapien id, volutpat sollicitudin enim. Mauris diam lorem, bibendum ut quam at, ullamcorper accumsan nibh. Fusce facilisis quam dui, at consectetur magna hendrerit at."
Military Ability Name
Star Rank: Number. Description: "Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Nam imperdiet turpis ut urna imperdiet, et auctor dui pretium. Nulla vulputate urna non mollis sodales. Sed vel urna et lacus ultrices mattis ut non erat. Etiam neque sapien, vehicula et imperdiet non, sollicitudin sit amet justo. Donec scelerisque dapibus pretium. Suspendisse ultrices ipsum felis, et posuere elit faucibus id. Suspendisse consequat ullamcorper felis, lacinia dignissim enim posuere id. Aliquam vulputate sapien sed justo euismod lacinia. In hac habitasse platea dictumst. Nulla tincidunt urna nec quam pulvinar aliquet. Sed sodales non est id tincidunt. Nam pellentesque quis quam in pretium. Maecenas libero sem, suscipit sit amet nisi non, pellentesque elementum nisi. Sed nunc odio, rhoncus lobortis sapien id, volutpat sollicitudin enim. Mauris diam lorem, bibendum ut quam at, ullamcorper accumsan nibh. Fusce facilisis quam dui, at consectetur magna hendrerit at."
Military Ability Name
Star Rank: Number. Description: "Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Nam imperdiet turpis ut urna imperdiet, et auctor dui pretium. Nulla vulputate urna non mollis sodales. Sed vel urna et lacus ultrices mattis ut non erat. Etiam neque sapien, vehicula et imperdiet non, sollicitudin sit amet justo. Donec scelerisque dapibus pretium. Suspendisse ultrices ipsum felis, et posuere elit faucibus id. Suspendisse consequat ullamcorper felis, lacinia dignissim enim posuere id. Aliquam vulputate sapien sed justo euismod lacinia. In hac habitasse platea dictumst. Nulla tincidunt urna nec quam pulvinar aliquet. Sed sodales non est id tincidunt. Nam pellentesque quis quam in pretium. Maecenas libero sem, suscipit sit amet nisi non, pellentesque elementum nisi. Sed nunc odio, rhoncus lobortis sapien id, volutpat sollicitudin enim. Mauris diam lorem, bibendum ut quam at, ullamcorper accumsan nibh. Fusce facilisis quam dui, at consectetur magna hendrerit at."
Talents
Pickpocketing
Star Rank: ★ Description: A childhood of extreme poverty meant surviving at all and any costs - when the world isn't fair, one has to do what is needed to keep on struggling. Throughout the years, Gwrtheyrn became better and better at stealing, specifically at pickpocketing: in the busy streets of the Promenade, every wallet would be in danger if a young Gwrtheyrn and his friends were around in search of food and coin.
This is a skill that remains with him to this day, allowing the young man to keep on living now that he is back to The Wharf with no possessions to his name.
Talent Name
Star Rank: Number. Description: "Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Nam imperdiet turpis ut urna imperdiet, et auctor dui pretium. Nulla vulputate urna non mollis sodales. Sed vel urna et lacus ultrices mattis ut non erat. Etiam neque sapien, vehicula et imperdiet non, sollicitudin sit amet justo. Donec scelerisque dapibus pretium. Suspendisse ultrices ipsum felis, et posuere elit faucibus id. Suspendisse consequat ullamcorper felis, lacinia dignissim enim posuere id. Aliquam vulputate sapien sed justo euismod lacinia. In hac habitasse platea dictumst. Nulla tincidunt urna nec quam pulvinar aliquet. Sed sodales non est id tincidunt. Nam pellentesque quis quam in pretium. Maecenas libero sem, suscipit sit amet nisi non, pellentesque elementum nisi. Sed nunc odio, rhoncus lobortis sapien id, volutpat sollicitudin enim. Mauris diam lorem, bibendum ut quam at, ullamcorper accumsan nibh. Fusce facilisis quam dui, at consectetur magna hendrerit at."
Talent Name
Star Rank: Number. Description: "Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Nam imperdiet turpis ut urna imperdiet, et auctor dui pretium. Nulla vulputate urna non mollis sodales. Sed vel urna et lacus ultrices mattis ut non erat. Etiam neque sapien, vehicula et imperdiet non, sollicitudin sit amet justo. Donec scelerisque dapibus pretium. Suspendisse ultrices ipsum felis, et posuere elit faucibus id. Suspendisse consequat ullamcorper felis, lacinia dignissim enim posuere id. Aliquam vulputate sapien sed justo euismod lacinia. In hac habitasse platea dictumst. Nulla tincidunt urna nec quam pulvinar aliquet. Sed sodales non est id tincidunt. Nam pellentesque quis quam in pretium. Maecenas libero sem, suscipit sit amet nisi non, pellentesque elementum nisi. Sed nunc odio, rhoncus lobortis sapien id, volutpat sollicitudin enim. Mauris diam lorem, bibendum ut quam at, ullamcorper accumsan nibh. Fusce facilisis quam dui, at consectetur magna hendrerit at."
Talent Name
Star Rank: Number. Description: "Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Nam imperdiet turpis ut urna imperdiet, et auctor dui pretium. Nulla vulputate urna non mollis sodales. Sed vel urna et lacus ultrices mattis ut non erat. Etiam neque sapien, vehicula et imperdiet non, sollicitudin sit amet justo. Donec scelerisque dapibus pretium. Suspendisse ultrices ipsum felis, et posuere elit faucibus id. Suspendisse consequat ullamcorper felis, lacinia dignissim enim posuere id. Aliquam vulputate sapien sed justo euismod lacinia. In hac habitasse platea dictumst. Nulla tincidunt urna nec quam pulvinar aliquet. Sed sodales non est id tincidunt. Nam pellentesque quis quam in pretium. Maecenas libero sem, suscipit sit amet nisi non, pellentesque elementum nisi. Sed nunc odio, rhoncus lobortis sapien id, volutpat sollicitudin enim. Mauris diam lorem, bibendum ut quam at, ullamcorper accumsan nibh. Fusce facilisis quam dui, at consectetur magna hendrerit at."
Talent Name
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Talent Name
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Welcome to Surrender Dawn! You have already been through various perils and suffering which have shaped your life, whether it be for good or evil. I am incredibly anxious to see where your path will lead you, and as such I welcome you to begin your journey here!
