THE TALE OF TREASURE COVE | open, weekly task

[KHAOL CORATIO]

KHAOL CORATIO

✯ — BOYS LIKE US DON'T SHINE SO BRIGHT

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as khaol had come to learn, they all knew very little of the treasure cove, and, as it seemed, they were all somewhat frightened of the place. if not for fear of insanity, it was likely the panther would have gone in there already, his paws itched for adventure and to discover something undiscovered, well, the thrill of that was definitely enticing. a hint of excitement had washed over him when he was given the weekly task of telling the story of the treasure cove, luckily for him, there'd been no specifications of whether he could throw in his own twist on it, and boy did he plan to. "ladies, gentleman, animals of the typhoon, if you wish to hear the tale of treasure cove, then come, take a seat, and settle down for the ride of a lifetime!" was that theatrical enough? he hoped so. he'd even gone so far as to set up a comfy little sitting space for everyone. it didn't take a genius to tell he was excited.

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✯ — MALE. THE TYPHOON. HARD. REF. BIO. — ✯

#psychosocial.

[Verdigris]

  There existed a treasure cove on this island? Why hadn't anyone gone to loot it yet, then? He'd have to remedy that soon enough, but it wouldn't hurt to figure out what he was getting into first. While he wasn't sure that Khaol's testimony would be completely accurate, as the other creature had only been around for a short time and probably hadn't had time to visit the cove himself, it was better than nothing.

  "Spill," Papercutter barked lowly as he approached, his brows raised in curiosity. "How'd you find out the story, anyway?"

  /casually slides in a week late

[Luciferr]

Hymn of Ruin

LUCIFER GRIMM — MALE — TYPHOON — VERY DIFFICULT

hed been hearing rumours about it but hadn't paid much mind - death didn't hold any value for him, if one always came back in one form or another or was nigh immortal, one didn't fear it - but the great dragon didn't see the harm in listening in on the local gossip of such an auspicious place.

The dark one shifted, splaying out on the ground comfortably as paper pushed for spelling the beans "please do enlighten us, I'm sure it's a riveting tale" he mused - given the typhoon, it's aesthetics and inhabitants - it would surely be something.

#psychosocial.