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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he wasn't aware of much that he might remember, only bare flashes at best outside the muscle memory of a strange language and half remembered knowledge that his last name had been important - somewhere.

but he knew he'd traversed a desert before, or his mind remembered the feeling at least - the coarse sand and the beating down sun, somewhat glad that his species seemed well equipped for such a climate even with his naturally warm aura that now seemed to mingle and blend with the hot air already.

he listened as she spoke and found he admired the Calico's spirit and will - a strong resolve and dedication to her comrades, War approved - and found himself nodding in agreement, this was a sentiment intrinsic to his own life though for so long it had been only 2 of four.

but he wasn't ignorant - for all the strongest wills in the world, the sun was an uncontested enemy - and Talyn's gait slowed as he turned to her "It is nearing midday - it would be wise to find shade and rest for awhile" his head swivelled to teh far horizon and back a small frown creasing those saurian features "to exhaust ourselves needlessly so quickly would be detrimental to our companions chances" this is true, the midday sun will be the heat death of the calico at this rate - though he could understand wishing to go on despite ones own limits, it was better to know to stop - but he avoided pointing out her state, simply showing facts - and to keep themselves rested and refreshed would make the journey easier in the long run.

[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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