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[warriorcatlover1122]

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[Hyacinth.]

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[GrubbelSnapper]

Oh this is interesting! I haven’t really done anything like this but here goes ^^

username: GrubbelSnapper
name: Nile (I actually really like the name)
what evil deeds have they done: I feel like they’re a traitor of some kind? Perhaps they’ve killed a ruler to gain their place, but were thrown from the throne for being a warlord of sorts. Now they’re just the leader of a small gang, robbing every poor soul they come by, perhaps with some sort of dark magic! (If the species even can do that lol)


Sorry if that’s too dark ^^’ and I’ll probably work on this as I go..

[allu]

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[rabidlynxeon]

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[Thani]

screams and marks,,,, baby

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[Mnemosyne]

username: Mnemosyne
name: Nazar

"Come in, come in. Take a seat. You've come here to see your future, hmmm?"

In a rain-soaked alleyway, lit only by the wan light of a couple flickering lanterns, you find a small shop with a nondescript sign. "Nazar's Wares", it reads, and the door sticks a bit as you shove it open, entering an equally-dark interior. The shop smells faintly of incense, mold, and the faint salty tang of the sea, the mood heightened by the low flickering of candlelight and the Kalon seated within, glowing eyes blinking at you through the gloom.

"Welcome, I've been expecting you," a low, almost purring voice beckons you in, so you let the door swing shut behind you, closing with a squeaky thud. He stands for a moment and motions for you to sit, so you do, albeit rather nervously. There are always rumors about this place and its proprietor, whispers of dark secrets, assassinations, and political revolts. In the dark of the shop, only able to see a few feet in any direction, you could certainly believe them. The Kalon has slipped away into the dark, and you can hear the clinking of bottles and the rustling of herbs somewhere to your left. You hadn't yet said a word to him, yet he seems to know exactly why you were here. You swallow audibly; it must be true, then.

Precognition, a power considered accursed throughout the land. Its strength could easily be used to wreak havoc and change the course of the future, whether for good or for evil. There were very few Kalons in Raevannis known to have this power, and most of them either met tragic fates or hid themselves where they couldn't be found. But Nazar had made a living by using his precognition to its fullest extent, in turn kept safe by some of the...less savory folk the city of Empyris had to offer.

You jumped as Nazar reappeared behind you, holding a small packet for you. "Everything will turn out as planned," he said, gesturing towards the door. You opened your mouth to say something, anything, but he simply ushered you out of the shop. "Payment will be paid tonight," he stated, then shut the squeaky door in your face. Unnerved, you headed back into the center of the city, mulling over the strange encounter.

Once the customer was gone, Nazar headed back into the depths of his shop. The dim light was no worry for him; he'd gotten so used to it that the sunlight now bothered his eyes in the daytime. The darkness also seemed to help keep his thoughts and visions from overwhelming him. But the visions were coming now, swarming around in his head like a cloud of buzzing bees. His main patron would be sending another lackey tonight to ask if their assassination attempt on a high-ranking government official would be successful, and if not, what they could do to ensure that it would be. Resting his head in his paws, Nazar rode out the vision until it was done, shaking his head. He certainly didn't have any qualms with the shady side of his business, considering that it brought him money and protection. In many ways, he rather enjoyed it; it was like taking revenge indirectly on the entity that had decided that his powers were evil and that he couldn't be part of society.

But what was the saying? "You can't make an omelette without cracking a few eggs"? And Nazar had cracked more than his fair share over the years. Whatever they paid him to look into, he would, sometimes without even needing the prompting. He of all Kalons wasn't in any position to have moral quibbles about the kind of work that he did. And so assassinations and all, he'd participate in them. Robberies and life-changing rumors as well. It didn't matter much to Nazar. If doing "evil" things was the only way for him to stay alive and prove himself useful, well, Nazar was fine with being evil.

[Namida_☾]

Mark<3