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Indignation the Phalen
Indignation the Phalen
Orrekon
Legacy Name: Orrekon
The
Nightmare CelinoxOwner:
ArsinicAge: 16 years, 8 months, 3 weeks
Born: September 22nd, 2007
Adopted: 13 years, 1 week, 6 days ago
Adopted: June 1st, 2011
Statistics
- Level: 13
- Strength: 19
- Defense: 32
- Speed: 32
- Health: 20
- HP: 20/20
- Intelligence: 23
- Books Read: 23
- Food Eaten: 0
- Job: Stock Worker
Created by the accidental release of vicious, murderous energy, Orrekon wasted little time scouring the land for a victim to torture. Not knowing who or what he was, nor caring. He simply knew he wanted to move, and keep moving. Ghosting through the terrain as fast as the wind would carry him, seeking out life. Any bright spark of life. Zeroing in on the poor soul-
-and snuffing it out.
He found he liked the feel of the deed, so sought out the next.
Slowly he is learning to temper his enthusiasm for turning the innocent into small piles of dust. Only because the more ways he learns to extinguish life, the more types of dust he gets as a prize.
Along his violent travels Orrekon started to notice a moth following him. At first he tried to ignore the annoying creature. Days passed with it constantly dogging his trail, so he decided to do what he did best - kill it. Only he couldn't catch the flittering little pest. Angered by the tiny laughing the thing emitted as it berated him for his deeds, Orrekon kept after the bug until he was exhausted and finally gave up to collapse against a tree. After weeks of failed attempts, Orrekon watched the creature come close while he tried to regain his energy. "You cannot kill me, you know? You created me." Orrekon shifted his head to look more closely. He hadn't remembered creating anything, well other than his precious dust piles. "I am the anger of all your cruel deeds." The dark shadow of a celinox snorted a laugh and turned his head away. Letting his eyes close so he could rest up and try to kill the moth tomorrow. "I am Indignation." was the last words he heard before he fell asleep.
-and snuffing it out.
He found he liked the feel of the deed, so sought out the next.
Slowly he is learning to temper his enthusiasm for turning the innocent into small piles of dust. Only because the more ways he learns to extinguish life, the more types of dust he gets as a prize.
Along his violent travels Orrekon started to notice a moth following him. At first he tried to ignore the annoying creature. Days passed with it constantly dogging his trail, so he decided to do what he did best - kill it. Only he couldn't catch the flittering little pest. Angered by the tiny laughing the thing emitted as it berated him for his deeds, Orrekon kept after the bug until he was exhausted and finally gave up to collapse against a tree. After weeks of failed attempts, Orrekon watched the creature come close while he tried to regain his energy. "You cannot kill me, you know? You created me." Orrekon shifted his head to look more closely. He hadn't remembered creating anything, well other than his precious dust piles. "I am the anger of all your cruel deeds." The dark shadow of a celinox snorted a laugh and turned his head away. Letting his eyes close so he could rest up and try to kill the moth tomorrow. "I am Indignation." was the last words he heard before he fell asleep.
Pet Treasure
Enchanting Dust
Stitches
Shadow Short Sword
Coal Mist
Crypt Dust
Dark Dust
Dust
Black Sand
Nightmane
Hugin
Black Escaped Aura
Shadow Dust