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Teheriel has a minion!

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Teheriel
Legacy Name: Teheriel


The Nightmare Kumos
Owner: akaJesse

Age: 14 years, 10 months, 3 weeks

Born: July 17th, 2011

Adopted: 14 years, 2 weeks, 4 days ago

Adopted: May 21st, 2012

Statistics


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




[Name] Teheriel
[Gender] Male
[Age] Ageless
[Environment] the shadows


[Eye Color] white and pupil-less
[Species] shadow kumos
[Appearance] lanky, black form with smokey aura


[Status] single
[Preference] unknown
[Children] none
[Family] none


[Likes]

[Dislikes]


[Personality]
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How We Are Created

More On Shadows

How We Feed

Teheriel
they'll never find what cannot be seen

a dark shadow
in blackest thought
comes in the insecurities of the night.
a simple thought,
a mere trace of memory,
goes missing in the uncertain night.
a false memory
altered by an unknown hand
enters unbidden in the dreaded night.
a wispy hand
with smokey aura
grasps where you keep your soul at night.
a nightmarish aura
in blackest thought
comes in the insecurities of the night.

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A hush fell over the wooded forest, and small creatures ran for the comforts of their favorite burrows. A young man walked alone on an almost overgrown path where grass shoots came up through the compacted dirt. He turned to stare into the darkness of the trees around him, expecting to hear some sound of the animals or, perhaps, the footsteps of a fellow man. All he stared at, however, was the shadow of the trees. The shadow stared back.


He backed up in horror as the shadow seemed to compact and almost take shape. Barely, he could make out the images of paws coming towards him and what he believed to be the muzzle of a kumos. From the creature's fur, a smoky aura of arose, enveloping it in a near impenetrable mist. As it neared, its form solidified and he found himself staring into pitch-black eyes with white pupils.


Teheriel looked at his prey, fearful and shrinking. He knew not what this man did or how he gained such powerful enemies; he does not need to know. All he cared about is his commission: to render him helpless. Flexing his claws, he stalked his prey, who scrambled backwards on all fours as if he, and not Teheriel, were the kumos.


The man backed into the strong trunk of a tree and the shadow was upon him immediately. He thrust out his arms, trying to shove it away, but the figure does not move. His hands passed through the creature, as if it were made of mere water, and an inexplicable chill ran up his arms. His arms locked up in pain, frozen with an arctic chill that nearly burned.


Teheriel saw the fear light up in the man's eyes. He saw his terror reach out and overwhelm him, becoming physically visible in the man's uncontrollable quaking.


Good, Teheriel thought. Fear me. Let me feed off it. Let me twist your thoughts to unimaginable monstrosities. Let me burn your soul and turn your imagination into a living nightmare.


The man's eyes remained fixed upon the creature before him, yet somehow he seemed to see all about him. The trees closed in upon his feeble form, reaching out with snaking tendrils that turned into knives. His breath stuck in his throat as winged beasts struck at him from out of the air and every falling leaf morphed into a new terror. The blackness became utterly impenetrable.


Teheriel turned from his victim, leaving the shaking man to deal with his eroding thoughts. The man's eyes no longer saw him; they saw only the somber images which Teheriel had placed before them. The man will no longer be a threat, for he could never recover from what he witnessed tonight. After this night, he will not be able to bear the darkness, not even for a moment. His thoughts, which had been so clear to him only a short time ago, will never return.


As he softly padded away into the shadows, Teheriel heard a blood-curling scream behind him as the man rocks himself back and forth. That is how the police found him in the morning and the only way anyone saw him again.

Pet Treasure


Silent Rogue Hood

Morostide Cape of Grim Tidings

Dark Death Potion

Nightmarish Cloud

Galaxy Orb

Oval Scrying Mirror

Stormy Vesnali Egg

Twilight Pearl

Death Soul Stone

Iron Ore

Raw Obsidian

Black Coda Caves Crystal

Haunted Mirror Prop

Deaths Kiss

Catico

Hayt

Dillema Corrupted Soul

Maere

Svarta

Pet Friends