Into The Great Beyond;; Exploration;; Talyn

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TALYN is an INDORAPTOR that stands at a height of 9FT, His species allows bipedal and quadrupedal movement, he wields bone crushing teeth and frightful strength. He resides within the ROSEBLOODS. his parents were REQUIEM x BRIDGEWATER of an old site litter, with last names of Valdis, Kuchiki and HARBINGER. he is the RED ASPECT of WAR of 4 and has amnesia of any past lives after the merging.

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Talyn despite his shared amnesiac problem with Rizer on just who they were before the deal was struck and they became mortal forms of abstract yet eldritch beings of concepts - his dark fire colouring hiding a beast of jagged sword edges bleeding ichor and the scent of iron blood in ashlands of cinders, a cunning mind with a weaponized form - for thats what an indoraptor had been designed to be in a way, take two top predators and merge until a new strain came about no?

of course he pushed away these thoughts as they two continued onwards - forging the path set for them by Prestige into the great unknowns of where they would now live after the devastation had caught the last home and perhaps he and Rizer had been an omen of that - two heralds of the end showing up before a ruinous fire? a coincidence perhaps.

his head turns towards her at the call of his name, his smaller companion - but he knows her to be capable, the fire had shown that - molten eyes blink as he hops forwards upon teh rocks to look across where they will be heading next.

"no - but then I had not long to grow attached to our last home" he muses, gaze flickering to the horizon and back, hot breath whistling between monstrous teeth "and I have little memory to be phased by" he cannot remember if any past experience would influence him to freeze up in a scenario or find a hot tempered rage - their are fleeting touches, phantoms on his mind but, nothing solid.

and yet, war the beast, the creature, the eldritch idea knows far too much to fill in the gaps - less so than his 'brother' who peers beyond the veil of death t even further - but he knows the blood winding around bone, the steel in spirit as well as in blade.

hm, perhaps his viewpoint is warped, truthfully.

"for this trip however? anticipation - for what we find - and" he pauses considering "worry, that we won't find a place that finds all the requirements" that would be unfortunate - and despite his brief stay so far, he is - not fond, not yet - but he likes them, these rosebloods.

[align=center]HYMN OF RUIN

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TALYN HARBINGER

Count bodies like sheep to the rhythm of the war drums

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