11-25-2018, 10:56 AM
Homeless. Purposeless. Alone.
Truly, these all the things I always have been. As a child I was naive to why my family functioned as it had. But now as I am older and wiser, I know it is because they know nothing of family.
Family is not a kingdom, nor a title held. Family is also not rainbows and butterflies. It is work. It is a commitment to be there no matter what. Clearly my family knows nothing of this and I am not wasting anymore of my time trying to fix something broken beyond repair.
Little do I know my true bloodlines are much deeper than land. They ride on the open seas and lurk beneath brackish waters.
Opportunistic creatures they are.
Laying in wait until the right moment, when everything begins to fall apart and they wish to ravage through the wreck.
I only wished for clarity. For them -the wise fairie- to show me who I truly was. To fill this emptyness I felt inside. Like pieces of me were missing. A puzzle left to be unfinished because I cannot find the needed ones.
So I travel here. The infamous mountain of their God's. Resting at the bottom, I look up with peridot eyes. I cannot see the top, but I know it is there. And so I move along the steep path that winds up into the clouds. My muscles tire as the air becomes thin and oxygen cannot reach my lungs. I press on though. With the hopes that I may have the answers I seek.
Reaching the top is no easy task. But I prevail and stand, breathless, before an oasis. It is beauty and purity. My eyes shift as my blanketed face turns, and then I fall to my knees.
@[Beqanna Fairy] @[Officials]
Petitioning the mountain for a successful quest per plot approvals.
Looking to get him either blue ringed octopus shifting or Kraken mimicry would work also as more of a "family" trait that surfaces.