TheQuiet

His name was Acacia. His sister's name was Lavelle.
Emperor lore is here. I'm brainstorming. Nothing's set just yet. I'll actually write the lore entry when I get around to it.

Two-headed siblings lost and perished in the Woods. Never found, as a result had no proper burial and became an Emperor. Stench around it is sickly sweet, bringing on a different bought of nausea compared to a rotting corpse. Similar to almonds mixed with over-ripe peaches. Its hind limbs don't work and it crawls by dragging itself forward with its working forelimbs. Has one extra set of forelimbs that don't function and just hang off the shoulders. The heads are usually limp, but manage to correct themselves rightly in the forward-facing position when they lag too much outwards on one side. They settle in front of the creature with a tired plop. It leaves behind a sticky red, viscous film that covers the ground where it once lay. Smells like soured milk, attracts botflies after some time. They don't land on or bother the Emperor. It makes soft wheezing noises next to the hushed rustling of the grass being crushed beneath it. A muffled squelch and gurgle occasionally, but overall very still. A falling, dreadful silence heralds its approach as the various denizens of the realm retreat to safer corners away from the creature. Tends to circle one particular area of the Wood for unknown reasons. This area is dotted with clearings. Usually ignores other creatures that wander nearby but can quickly snatch up the unwary that stupidly try to brave getting closer. Moans during the darkest of night in deep forlorn, lost even still into undeath. Does not seem to stray from its predetermined path. Is being surveyed and studied by this clan and neighboring clans for changes in behavior. Tends to move into shade at the height of the day even under dense canopy. Sometimes knocks into trees leaving blotches of sticky red film on them with huge claw gashes near their bases. Has two sets of large wings that fold along its side and drape over its body. It's blind but not deaf. Eyes are a glowing misty-green. Various wisps and spirits can be seen near it during the night, but the Emperor seems unfazed by them. Seems to almost welcome the company as the spirits seem to lull the beastly giant to sleep. Is the sole reason there's a very visible marked detour in this small corner of the Woods. "Do Not Enter Here. Emperor in Area." Theme song is Who Will Know (tragedy).

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Actual lore and bio setup written here.

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