Jesahl [ Corus ]

“I do what I must for my people, for my country. If you don't see that... It's your problem.” Umbrem | #LuneraRPG | 18+ | Spy

[Jesahl [ Corus ] @Abyssal_Hound]

•|• Intro quotes —

“I am no longer Jesahl, I am reborn, as CORUS.”

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“We only want what was ours to begin with, you couldn't understand that feeling... Unless you were an Elf.”

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“For the Matron of the abyss, I'd do anything.”

#mariposa

[Jesahl [ Corus ] @Abyssal_Hound]

"An unlucky host? It's more common than anyone realizes."

[Jesahl [ Corus ] @Abyssal_Hound]

•|• Sometimes I get muse for my old RPG and then I get SAD lmao https://t.co/LtYCZ8A6Qn I just need some mains ;-; •|•

[Jesahl [ Corus ] @Abyssal_Hound]

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-this quickly?

I mean, Altearians did, but... This stranger was not Altearian, he lacked that glimmer behind his iris.

“Are there not very many people with gift where you're from?”

[Jesahl [ Corus ] @Abyssal_Hound]

“I mastered Cryomancy to inflict multiple types of pain all at once.”

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-who isn't.”

Cautious, but for good reason, Jesahl was a fugitive after all, he had multiple magical authorities after him. Had many enemies, and no friends. Plus, Tristan only confused him, his lack of caution gave Corus anxiety. What kind of mage gave himself up-

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[Jesahl [ Corus ] @Abyssal_Hound]

@IncantationLost (ill)

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-for combat.”

He'd state, watching the others actions with that cold stare of his.

[Jesahl [ Corus ] @Abyssal_Hound]

@IncantationLost ++

-people were not his.

Their lives were simply distractions, obstacles. And the same went for Tristan, though, he had something most did not. Magic, him not flinching at the sight of a cold spell told him that much.

“You make many demands for someone so I'll dressed-

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[Jesahl [ Corus ] @Abyssal_Hound]

•| Jesahl isn't straight, he's just damaged for anyone wondering lmaoo |•

[Jesahl [ Corus ] @Abyssal_Hound]

“And she breathed life unto me, and I knew in an instant... I only existed to serve her.”

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“In her quest for power.”

[Jesahl [ Corus ] @Abyssal_Hound]

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-, his existence, and his future were theirs.

Cautious, the wizard would take a seat eyeing the glass with a scowl. Jesahl did not drink, it was something looked down upon in his culture. A useless escape.

Sat across, as far as he could, Jesahl would stare blankly.

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@IncantationLost Pretty.

The word made him physically ill, even more so that it was being used to describe him. Corus was a killing machine, a champion.

The umbrem was anything but pretty.

He was a hound, for his queen and her priestess to use for anything they so desired. His magic-

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[Jesahl [ Corus ] @Abyssal_Hound]

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-inquire as to why you were watching me. I dong believe I'm doing anything of note.”

[Jesahl [ Corus ] @Abyssal_Hound]

@IncantationLost Pretty thing? Who... What?

The Umbrem spy could only scowl at the other resting his hand at his side, putting away his spell for another opponent. Tristan had not yet raised a harming hand, and obviously had no idea what he was shouting about.

“Watching me? May I-

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“Matron guide me, in battle, in decision making, and in existing...”

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“No amount of pain amounts to the feeling of having your priestess express her admiration for your actions.”