Player: @Thirty-Seven

Character Bio

You hear a noise as you approach this rocky being that sounds like glass being ground against gravel.  It is a most unpleasant sound.  As you continue to hear it, it begins to sound like there are patterns in the noises... familiar patterns... almost like, no, it is.  It's human speach; the beast is talking to himself.

He speaks of a loathing of Cole and all that Praetoria stands for.  But almost equally, he mutters of the Devouring Earth, and an equal hatred.  What's that, did he say First Ward?  Sounds as if he has no desire to return there... to his place of birth.  Humanity?  Sounds like he said... he longs to be human, well... more human at least.

It's about now that the grating noise-speach becomes a bit too much to bear and you stop straining to make out the wods.

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