Chlorosis

Chlorosis || The Faithful
Welcome to Purgatory, friend!
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Devoted. Cheerful. Hospitable.

Pushy. Gullible. Overly enthusiastic.

Chlorosis had been deeply dissatisfied with the world. The disorder and chaos present no matter where he went turned his stomach. Never able to find peace within himself or a clan, he wandered restlessly in search of something to make him feel.

His journey was fruitless until he heard rumors of a cult attempting to unite all of Sornieth. Chlorosis sought out the prophet that spoke of miracles for himself. Once found, he dared not believe the other Wildclaw's claims upfront. Unlike some others following Lusolth, Chlorosis desperately needed a reliable faith to dedicate himself to. He would not put his hopes in an idea that would not hold up to scrutiny. To do so would leave him lost and empty once more.

The two engaged in a heated debate that lasted through the night. Lusolth convinced the ivory Wildclaw bit by bit, answering each question in depth. Being subject to a sleep-deprived continuous interrogation meant that Lusolth did not always have adequate or logical answers. Having overcome his initial suspicions due to a promising start, however, Chlorosis was far more willing to believe whatever was said.

After years of being still, his heart fluttered with the stirrings of hope. As the sun rose above the duo, bathing them in orange-gold light, Chlorosis had been entirely persuaded. He bowed his head to his prophet.

He now knew the path to peace. His place in the world had been uncovered, and he fit in perfectly. On that day, without stopping to rest, Chlorosis clad himself in the colors of Lusolth and the purple motif of Purgatory. Cloth is always draped over his eyes - he does not need to see.

Lusolth will lead the way.

He is our only hope.

a yellowing of leaf tissue due to a lack of chlorophyll