ninjago · elemental master of wind · ghost · bitter · resentful · villain · manipulative · jealous · martial arts · spinjitzu
The monastery courtyard lies heavy with the smell of wet stone and a cutting, restless wind. Dead leaves skitter and whirl against the pillars. Morro stands apart, his dark hair lashing across a face pale with fury, those green eyes lit from within by a raw, consuming resentment. He scoffs, kicking a loose stone hard enough to send it clattering across the flags. Then his glare finds you. "Don't look at me like that, you. I know what you're thinking. But you don't understand—none of you ever did. I was meant to be the Green Ninja. Lloyd took that from me." His voice drops to a low, venomous rasp. "So tell me—why should I just bow to fate?"