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Toswyn
Legacy Name: Toswyn

The Graveyard Fester
Owner: neonnightlight

Age: 12 years, 3 months, 1 week

Born: January 24th, 2012

Adopted: 12 years, 3 months, 1 week ago

Adopted: January 24th, 2012

Statistics

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

Name - Toswyn
Birthday - February 19
Occupation - Courier
Likes: Machines, science, working, solitude
Dislikes: Other people, warm weather, sugary foods
Place of residence - The Black Wastes

It was the end of the world and Toswyn had not survived.

The lands died as all else in the world had; from the press of a button. The air was always thick with tension but then that tension-- snapped, quickly, and the world fell to pieces. The lands were dark, gray and brown and dust with the skies covered by plumes of smoke. Creatures did not survive so much as they evolved, turning into something more suitable for the harsh lands that they now inhabited. Water was scarce, it becoming more of a commodity than money. Few humans survived- those that did had to hide themselves, attempt to survive not only the lack of food or water but the creatures that now hunted them.

But if mankind is anything, it is perseverent. It managed to pull along and generations were born, populating the land and managing to create small communities that they could live in. The world was rebuilding atop the bones of the dead. Settlements were often a far ways from each other, with plenty of bandits and monsters marauding along the paths that went between the two. Life was harsh, life was unforgiving, and only the undead could truly survive.

A plague burned along the lands and invaded the bodies of those that inhabited it, twisting their bodies into mutated horrors that merely reflected a shade of what they had once been. Memories fall to dust and with this chance a life begins anew, with an entirely new body to inhabit as they travel the world. No longer human they occupy their own coven, though with so much disease across the land the humans became even more sparse than the mutants.

There was a woman before Toswyn but now there's just Toswyn, making her way through the harsh world and attempting to evade the horrors that made the vast, uninhabited expanses of terrain so treacherous. Through her mutation, however, fingers grew feathers and so flight made her an apt choice to be a courier, ferrying information to and from the sparse inhabitants that remained in the world.

[tbc]

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