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𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎

"𝘞𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸"

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This lion is immortal! It will not age or get hungry.

Appearance		Markings
Base	Bone (Fallow Skin)	Slot 1: Infernal Rogue (33%) Tier 3 Slot 2: Shell Feline Unders (20%) Tier 1 Slot 4: White Marbled Unders (33%) Tier 1 Slot 5: White Belly (44%) Tier 0 Slot 6: White Socks (69%) Tier 1 Slot 7: Cream Tail Spotting (62%) Tier 1 Slot 8: Interstellar Feralis (49%) Tier 3 Slot 10: Black Ends (75%) Tier 1
Genetics	Golden Light Countershaded Common
Eyes	Olive
Mane Type	Incubus
Mane Color	Cream Darker
Mutation	Piebald (Frail)
Marking Slots	10

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Halloween Above Desert Warrior Body Paint: Ethereal Touch Cultist Attire: Hood [Chaos] Event Scar: Pentagram Decaying Cloak Rabbit Bone Chest Wrap Screaming Rabbit Relic Event Scar: Glasgow Smile Shamanic Tarot: Empress Body Paint Bleeding Eyes

Biography
𝙶𝚛𝚊𝚢 𝙽𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛, 𝙸'𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝙹𝚞𝚕𝚢, 𝙼𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎, 𝙿𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝, 𝙸 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚝𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚙𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚎, 𝚃𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝙸 𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐, 𝚆𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜, 𝙰𝚍𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎, ~ 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚢 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑, 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚠, 𝙲𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚢 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑, 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎, 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚊 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘 𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚛, 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛, 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎. ~ 𝙷𝚎𝚢 𝙳𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛, 𝙶𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝙸'𝚖 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚗𝚖𝚘𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚍, 𝙲𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛, 𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛, 𝙸 𝚛𝚎𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎, 𝙾𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚝, 𝚂𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚜, 𝚃𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚞𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍, ~ 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚢 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑, 𝙱𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝙲𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚢 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑, 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎, 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚊 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘 𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚛, 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛, 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎. ~ 'Evermore'

Biography

𝙶𝚛𝚊𝚢 𝙽𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛,
𝙸'𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝙹𝚞𝚕𝚢,
𝙼𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎,
𝙿𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝,
𝙸 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚝𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚙𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚎,
𝚃𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝙸 𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐,
𝚆𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜,
𝙰𝚍𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎,
~
𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚢 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑,
𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚠,
𝙲𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚢 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑,
𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎,
𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚊 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘 𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚛,
𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛, 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎.
~
𝙷𝚎𝚢 𝙳𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛,
𝙶𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝙸'𝚖 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚗𝚖𝚘𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚍,
𝙲𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛,
𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛,
𝙸 𝚛𝚎𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎,
𝙾𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚝,
𝚂𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚜,
𝚃𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚞𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍,
~
𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚢 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑,
𝙱𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛,
𝙲𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚢 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑,
𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎,
𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚊 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘 𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚛,
𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛,
𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎.
~

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