Kaσσίτεpoς

Kaσσίτεpoς has faced every trial known to lionkind. Born during the Season of Battle, it sings in his blood. One day he will Rise Victorious. Learning the heat of hellfire, staining his mane with the blood of the fallen until the fur grew long and sharp like a human 'blade' (or more correctly like poised, vicious eagle claws), it was all going to align perfectly. He would not fail.

And then he met Πι.

And suddenly, hellfire was too hot in the face of this warmth. But an elephant charging was not easily stopped, and the wheels were already in motion.



Blade Mane
Bloodstone Mane
Snake Eyes

You greet Kaσσίτεpoς regally and he greets you back with a bowed head, licking your chin in reverence.

You attempt to praise Kaσσίτεpoς for a great job in that last play-tussle, but he shook his head and tells you it's all because of your great training.

Kaσσίτεpoς plops next to you and tells how he's proud to work under your leadership. You wonder if he ever wants to be a king, but he nuzzles you and says no - he'd be a poor replacement for you!

Kaσσίτεpoς seems to have a very manly scar on his tail, which you point out. He sways it side to side with a smile and claims only a cool lion would think such a weak spot is something positive.