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Villager: Rumancek

A beast always wild at heart

Locked beneath the skin of normalcy

A facade of humanity

A prison of flesh and bone

In some ways a lone wolf

In others a close member of his familial pack

A quiet beast, lurking in the shadows

Watching from afar

With pale skin

And black fur

And blue

And golden eyes

The shadows were his friends

But morning always came

And the light revealed rumors of his nature

He found solace in one who's inner darkness

Was nearly as dark as the shadows he found so comforting

But friendship only ran so deep

And family always came first

When friendship ruined family

When lies and deceit hid tales of murder and violence

The wise wolf could no longer rely on the comfort

Of the one's whose darkness

Kept him just hidden enough

To feel safe

So he came to him with anger

Of pale, torn skin

Of white fur

Of golden eyes

To shed any shred of humanity

For revenge

He destroyed that already broken angel

By stealing the heart from his chest

And ending his life in both revenge

And mercy.

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Godfrey

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