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Villager: FH

An odd and mysterious entity that was once housed inside of a lucite pyramid paperweight, a sentimental item belonging to its host. Following the shattering of its container, it spent many years acting in malevolence, and it was a violent and chaotic creature that held nothing sacred. It knew no friends, only enemies. Whether it reached its quota for malicious behavior, or the stress from an IRL event nearly claimed the life of its host, it has mellowed out over the last couple of years and now silently lurks, forever watching. While it normally keeps its distance and doesn't interfere much, there are times when it comes forward as a protector.

Initially, it did not know shape or form, taking the appearance of a turbulent surge of black ink-like liquid and fog protecting the broken pyramid that floats at its core. However, as time passed, it began to adapt and shape itself, taking many forms in between mimicking its host's appearance more and more. At present, save for faded pigmentation and other visual disturbances, it bears a near identical resemblance to the human that grew up with its former container.

It may look human, and it may mimic life, but it doesn't see itself as "living." It doesn't feel hunger or thirst, nor does it need to eat or drink. It still seems to do so, however. It doesn't feel the heat or the cold, and it cannot differentiate between wet and dry. It has no nerves, so it can't feel pain. The clothing it wears are real, material objects, but what little "body" it appears to have is barely more than a hollow shell that will repair itself instantaneously were you to attempt to injure it.

Since making its way to Furvilla, it has taken up a career as an explorer. It used to be a cook and part time minipet breeder, but it has since given up the latter two in the pursuit of collecting shiny things, especially in the frozen mountains of Tigereye Peak.