The Night Beast
Location: Olde Foxbury
Born 1 year, 6 months ago
Color: Chibi SkullBuffs:
House: Quetzal Palace House (1/250)
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Wykin looks stunning!
Wykin's very special treasures!
Oh! Look, there's a cave up ahead, you can see soft purple-ish light glowing from inside!
You rush towards the cave, hoping whoever was in there would let you shelter from the weather for a little while.
As you peer in the cave, you see it serves as a small home. Inside, a wickerbeast sits at a desk. You can't really tell what she's doing, so you knock polietly on the dark wooden door.
She jumps up and answers.*
Gracious! Why in the world are you about in such weather?? Come in, come in!
Who am- HA! You've got jokes, m'dear!
I am Wykin, the Sleepwalker, of course! Didn't you ever hear the legends? No? Oh... That's alright, I suppose. After all, you're not from my realm, are you?
My realm? Sallentine? It is my creation, dear. The world of Ink and Dreams! Ahh... You've never been there, have you? I think not, stranger. The only way to access it is through the Gateways, and I alone control them.
How are the others here? Ha! It isn't as if we cannot leave my realm! I forget how many I've brought along, but so far I believe Anna, Honey, Aranova, Koa, and Percy are here.
Yes, I know Percy is truly human. I created him, silly. He's merely visiting in a different form- on Koa's request. Something about holding onto his sanity. Percy wouldn't tell you about his eyes, hum? In all honesty, dear, that's not really your business, but if you must know, it was the result of a childhood accident that could have been much worse.
Why does Koa hate me? Dear me, hate is a very strong word, little one. No, he just disapproves of most everything I do in terms of running Sallentine. Well, the way I go about it, that is. The agony of immortality- I don't have many happy, unique Dreams left to give to my realm to keep it going, sadly. That is why the Dream-Spinners assist me with Dream-Spinning.
Art? Oh, dear, I don't do that. Anna Dreams all of that good jazz. She's rather nifty with penwork. Does all the chronicling for me. Art, literature... Very clever, that kitsune. Just don't make her mad. I did not make her, and have no way to stop her should she decide to take fiery revenge on you.
.....Tiberius? Aha... My god child. A sweet little child. I admit it- Arya's union with the native island spirit wasn't what I'd expected when I told Arya about Ouroboros. It's wonderful to see that lot thriving, even if certain people do try sneaking through the Gateways every now and then.
Ahh... The storm seems to be calming down now. I take it you'll be off to wherever you were going? Travel safe, stranger. May your Dreams be many.