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You are Maelstrom Raikage Ravensblood, Leviathan of Elanthia, an Elothean. |
You are Maelstrom Raikage Ravensblood, Leviathan of Elanthia, an Elothean. |
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You have a square-jawed face, gold-flecked emerald eyes and a classical nose. Your black hair is short and thick, and is worn untamed. You have tanned skin and a lean build. |
You have a square-jawed face, gold-flecked emerald eyes and a classical nose. Your black hair is short and thick, and is worn untamed. You have tanned skin and a lean build. |
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You are in your prime. |
You are in your prime. |
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You have a tattoo of a broken-masted ship caught in the spiraling vortex of a massive whirlpool on your forearm. |
You have a tattoo of a broken-masted ship caught in the spiraling vortex of a massive whirlpool on your forearm. |
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You are in good shape. |
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⚫ | You are wearing a fuligin hooded cloak mantled with abundant inky black feathers, a feathered shadesatin satchel covered with spectrolite ravens, a grey and blue plaid flannel shirt rolled up to his elbows, a silver band topped with a glaes raven's head cradling a large nightfire opal in its beak, a black leather war belt with a gold-raven's head belt buckle, a felted wool skull stitched with a pair of thick black X's, some black pants with writhing shadows encircling the hems and a pair of black boots caked in dried mud. |
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⚫ | You are wearing a grey and blue plaid flannel shirt rolled up to his elbows, a silver band topped with a glaes raven's head cradling a |
Revision as of 18:31, 4 November 2021
You are Maelstrom Raikage Ravensblood, Leviathan of Elanthia, an Elothean. You have a square-jawed face, gold-flecked emerald eyes and a classical nose. Your black hair is short and thick, and is worn untamed. You have tanned skin and a lean build. You are tall for an Elothean. You are in your prime. You have a tattoo of a broken-masted ship caught in the spiraling vortex of a massive whirlpool on your forearm. You are in good shape.
You are wearing a fuligin hooded cloak mantled with abundant inky black feathers, a feathered shadesatin satchel covered with spectrolite ravens, a grey and blue plaid flannel shirt rolled up to his elbows, a silver band topped with a glaes raven's head cradling a large nightfire opal in its beak, a black leather war belt with a gold-raven's head belt buckle, a felted wool skull stitched with a pair of thick black X's, some black pants with writhing shadows encircling the hems and a pair of black boots caked in dried mud.