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Rauschstorung has a minion!

Bedrohung the Demonic Blob

Rauschstorung
Legacy Name: Rauschstorung

The Arid Kumos

Owner: Hannes

Age: 8 years, 6 months, 2 days

Born: October 31st, 2015

Adopted: 8 years, 6 months, 2 days ago

Adopted: October 31st, 2015

Statistics

• Level: 1
   
• Strength: 10
   
• Defense: 10
   
• Speed: 10
   
• Health: 10
   
• HP: 10/10
   
• Intelligence: 0
   
• Books Read: 0
• Food Eaten: 0
• Job: Unemployed

Haunted
Rauschstorung was born to a pack of feral Kumos. Like all of his kind, he had a particular affinity to the sky, and felt the affects of the spirits working within it. Rauschstorung had his heart set on following the frost spirits. He adored cool air and chilly wind. Alas, it was not to be. Storm spirits set their eyes on him and like monsters possessed, pursued him. He had no love for lightning or for thunder, but he could not outrun them. Unable to escape the rains and make it to where the cold reigned, fear forced him to settle. He had no choice but to ally himself to the desert sand. To drought. To ground. The storm spirits detest dry earth. But, so do the emissaries of winter. The result of his choice that wasn't a choice was shattered dreams.

Pursued
Worse still, when Rauschstorung left the desert, vengeful storm spirits followed. Though unable to touch him, the jilted beings still cause him pain. They are reminders of potential lost, and fearful visages in his reflection. Upon settling in Veta, his belief in them ostracized him, for not everyone can see them. Even gentle-hearted Kirchweih thinks they are figments of his imagination. He encourages him to get over them. He cannot, not when he knows they lurk around every corner. His fear of them can be paralytic.

Lonely
Rauschtorung has a difficult time making friends. He feels no one understands him. Some degree of his isolation is self imposed, but there is truth to his sense of alienation. Of all the house, he is most dreadfully unhappy with his lot. Some of the others have their complaints, but they also have their resolve. They make the best of it. They move on. Rauschtorung invisions himself trapped in a cage, behind a moat and walls; he can reach out, but he can't grasp anything but bars. He hopes, in the heart of his heart that can still hope, that in time he does find a connection. Perhaps then, even with specters dogging him, he will like his life and enjoy the winter cold.

Pet Treasure

Graveyard Snow Globe

Bucket of Polar Water

Roiling Storm Matter

Storm Salmon

Dhemon

Barghest

Pet Friends