Font

Ghostly Aura

Trinkets

Some say that you can't put a price on a soul. Others say 'I'll pay 47 treasure for that!'

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A mute haunted doll who was cursed to never speak his mind by a trickster spirit.

Was born on Riot of Rot 2019.

Born with a pestilence that took his sight, Font, lovingly nicknamed, “Found”, navigated through life with a worrisome demeanor. His wings, too spindly and frail to fly, dragged at his sides, feeling the vibrations of the earth around him, sensing for danger. He could only see light, the thing bound to his soul by the place he’d been hatched. His eyes, dimly glowing with a determined magic, could not see, but his ears were sharp. He only heard the roar of a beast before the claws came down, tearing the membrane clean off his wings, leaving only their magical impression behind. He sought the aid of a cursed entity, a Plague spirit with the eyes of an ancient. It offered him a deal; his mortal soul, in exchange for sight and his luck, for it had been only by luck that he’d survived his brush with the beast. Without hesitance, the eager child accepted, his soul becoming bound to a haunted doll, whose wings were as spindly and frail as his own. Now blighted with the ability to see all, he slumbered, wishing he could speak once again, his only company being the silent doll at his side.