Get the feeling - open, mutation/corruption growth

[aesior]

AESIOR OPHELES

✯ — got spirits in my head and they won't go

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His fur ruffled along his spine, the grim's ears switching back with a growl. The growing sense of wrongness only served to keep him on edge as he heard the voice, his eyes narrowing. The interaction was short but it was enough to make him give the strange voice a warning, "Don't you dare to harm a hair on this boy's head or I'll find your soul and torture it" he seethed quietly. He didn't like whatever it was that was making Sethiram behave in this way.

He knew it could be any matter of things, but possessions and attachments were a messy business he had no care for. He was a grim, it was part of his duty to protect the living from the spirits and energies of the dead. His attitude changed as Sethiram spoke in his normal voice, doubling over. Shoulders twitching as his fur laid back down, looking down at Fraggle as he half hid behind him, gaze switching back to Sethiram. "The pain ... you just doubled over, Seth, don't tell me it doesn't hurt as much.", came a weary sigh. "You seem .... to have something attached to you. It is of concern for it used your voice. If you want me to, I can try to harvest whatever it is. I'm a servant of death, this is one of the few things I'm skilled at." he would comment.

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✯ — MALE. THE GOLDEN EYE. MEDIUM DIFFICULTY. REF. LANGUAGE GUIDE. — ✯

#psychosocial.