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Matriona
Legacy Name: Matriona

The

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Owner:

nene

Age: 7 years, 5 months, 1 week

Born: November 4th, 2016

Adopted: 7 years, 5 months, 1 week ago

Adopted: November 4th, 2016

Statistics

Level: 107
Strength: 250
Defense: 83
Speed: 72
Health: 75
HP: 49/75
Intelligence: 102
Books Read: 101
Food Eaten: 0
Job: Personal Organizer on Legs

In the psalms and stories, death is made of bone and cloak and cold duty; in the scripture and homilies, death is the absence of god, the ultimate waiting place of sinners and the unforgiven.

But outside the village, between the mossy tombstones and weeping willows of the graveyard, death has dark hair and warm hands, and mourns the many bodies under the earth, made nameless by neglect and the kiss of wind and rain. Some are at peace, finished with their time in the sunlight and the myriad exhausting indignities of living; others, the agonised and furious, smolder in the dark soil, disturbed by the deep unfairness that brought them to the barrow.

The matron is the only one who listens—the only one who knows how.

To tend the dead—long after the decay sets in, long after the rest of the world believes the work to be over—is to look forever into the darkest imaginable well, and lean in, holding out your hand for someone in the depths, and know, if you didn’t, no-one else ever would.

Her world is a sea of invisible hands, always reaching for her—and she extends her fingertips for them in return.

The study of death and its arts, she has always thought, requires a forgiveness of life for its fallibility, its fragility, its brutal unflinching indifference. After all, for death to claim them, life must first let them go, and there are some days and even more often nights where she can’t find it in her heart to forgive life for leaving these people in her care. Their unsettled souls, like open wounds left by unjust deaths, weep at night and burn with fever-bright fury, wanting vengeance and peace all at once.

She lights a lamp in the graveyard and stands, lonely and never alone, in the soft shadows it casts.

The rest of the world believes death to be a villain, but she knows the truth.

In her gentle hands, death will always be a holy work.

writing piece by samsonnts https://i.imgur.com/jJfsyZB.gif

overlay & glow animation by grim; art by set 1202 @ dappervolk (first), neonfigs (2nd/painted), Paris (3rd/b&w), miriam (4th& 5th/sketch and painted).mei6th bust

dragonborn's wife / necromancer

Level 9: Biographer of the Dragonslayer
Pay: 8,450 sP
Requirements for next level:
81 Days
173 Levels
290 Strength
400 Intelligence