Emyria

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**** this broken body this traitor jungle, green hell, callouses on lungs pollen seas that shatter, scatter their toxic shards Hourglass engraved by rotting flowers oozing sweet-nectar ichor-pits and ******* itching shedding skin the chrysanthemum and chrysalis

so beautifully the world hurts: my first home and last. repair my cracks and grow with me, a softness that consumes. scar my heart inside this kindness, your loving whispers. I'll hold your precious self, we'll make our time with each other last. To join with you, until we touch, eternal, one, enduring.

Pre-bio: A traveling mercenary who chose to test her strength against the beasts of the Labyrinth. She was found by the deepwoods patrol and brought back for medical attention. Though she was more than a match for most of the fauna she encountered, she made the all-too-common mistake of underestimating the highly toxic flora. Thankfully, she had been born under the height of Plague's season, and was able to endure the toxin long enough to be found. Unfortunately, the toxin caused permanent damage to her lungs. The resulting hit to her endurance has stranded her with this excruciatingly ordinary clan, too weak to survive the long road back, too strong to be satisfied with their comparatively tame hunting trips. She spends much of her time sparring with Rosaspinam. The rest is spent working with her familiar, Escherichia, in an attempt to overcome her condition through induced mutation.

The current subject of the well's fixation (besides Rosaspinam).