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Colours: black and scarlet. The man who names himself "I" is akin to some nightmare of Liana's past-- the kind of dream we scarcely remember, but shudder at the feeling of dread it left upon awakening. Even his physical appearance is a kind of shadow: clothed in black, and black-haired. His eyes are shockingly dark for a pale face-- a sort of deep grey-- and by far one of the most intimidating things of this creature. They are bitterly cold, though burning like the memory of a recently-doused fire. Even his voice seems like an element of his eyes: it is tainted with a cry of sorrow, so that anyone who hears it could only know the truth of the anguish itself, and that core truth allows all of the evil which surrounds it to seep through. He has taken the North Faerie Forest and corrupted it. "I" is the master of many devious arts, and his power is considerable. |