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===Esen Rainsong=== | ===Esen Rainsong=== | ||
Tightly wrapped in a bundle of thick wool blankets, Esen Rainsong drifts in and out of consciousness. Her pale skin has taken on a sickly pallor, a virulent yellow which covers her body in disturbing splotches. Silky brown-red feathers fall from her head in a soft downy cap, yielding to smaller feathers resting at the nape of her neck. Arching past her shoulders, a pair of mahogany wings have been folded to fit in the fibrous quilts, allowing her to rest comfortably. Her glassy aeneous eyes struggle to remain awake, spidery wrinkles having formed around the sockets and lashes. Despite being ill, she has managed to wrest her left arm from the cloth bindings, occasionally spasming as the limb anxiously reaches for a golden sickle, leather sling, and an assortment of runes nearby. | |||
===Risio Honnen=== | ===Risio Honnen=== | ||
Discounting his large, slender ears, Risio Honnen stands only a few feet tall, but proudly displays all the vigour of his rabbit furrikin lineage. A soft brown coat of bristly fur covers his plump body which pales to an off-white around his tiny stomach. Bright blue eyes peer curiously at his surroundings, and a small pink nose snuffles the air intermittently amidst a forest of whiskers. A fluffy ball of fur protrudes from Risio's bottom, further denoting his heritage. Bound by a simple leather belt, he is clothed in a thick smock-like robe which is deeply stained a myriad of colours. A golden sickle and a leather sling hang from his belt, waiting to be used. | Discounting his large, slender ears, Risio Honnen stands only a few feet tall, but proudly displays all the vigour of his rabbit furrikin lineage. A soft brown coat of bristly fur covers his plump body which pales to an off-white around his tiny stomach. Bright blue eyes peer curiously at his surroundings, and a small pink nose snuffles the air intermittently amidst a forest of whiskers. A fluffy ball of fur protrudes from Risio's bottom, further denoting his heritage. Bound by a simple leather belt, he is clothed in a thick smock-like robe which is deeply stained a myriad of colours. A golden sickle and a leather sling hang from his belt, waiting to be used. | ||