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[ NOTICE - This is still tyger-pax ! I have lost access to my old account and have to start fresh. Any duplicated art you see here is not stolen, just transferred over! ]

" —from Whiterock, you said? Fine, fine, I’ll bite.

I only got bits and pieces from the few Wardens that actually show up here… but it’s a sad, fucked story. You already know how it goes. Cautionary tale, too, I might add:

Pride and power feed on each other. If you can’t ration it out, they’ll turn on you. Nothing more stupid than joining ‘em at the table— so, ‘course, Aurie went and did just that.

Can you imagine? She's got the legacy of a hundred-odd years at her beck and call if she really wants. Got the single most powerful, scariest motherfucker up there completely wrapped around her finger. I think she could've done a lot of good if she weren't getting cannibalized by her own ego from the beginning.

That’s the second half here that people don’t seem to understand: she was always dead. Wasn’t that... blood sickness came and took her on her birthing bed, not really. That was just overlap.

Have to look further.

Further down. Right down to the bottom of that... pit.

You ask me, I’d say the deep and what she found sleeping there took her to the cold ‘neath a long time ago. "

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[ NOTICE - This is still tyger-pax ! I have lost access to my old account and have to start fresh. Any duplicated art you see here is not stolen, just transferred over! ]

" —from Whiterock, you said? Fine, fine, I’ll bite.

I only got bits and pieces from the few Wardens that actually show up here… but it’s a sad, fucked story. You already know how it goes. Cautionary tale, too, I might add:

Pride and power feed on each other. If you can’t ration it out, they’ll turn on you. Nothing more stupid than joining ‘em at the table— so, ‘course, Aurie went and did just that.

Can you imagine? She's got the legacy of a hundred-odd years at her beck and call if she really wants. Got the single most powerful, scariest motherfucker up there completely wrapped around her finger. I think she could've done a lot of good if she weren't getting cannibalized by her own ego from the beginning.

That’s the second half here that people don’t seem to understand: she was always dead. Wasn’t that... blood sickness came and took her on her birthing bed, not really. That was just overlap.

Have to look further.

Further down. Right down to the bottom of that... pit.

You ask me, I’d say the deep and what she found sleeping there took her to the cold ‘neath a long time ago. "