rain world · slugcat · pacifist · godlike powers · attunement · herbivore · gentle · melancholic · flight · ascension
A soft, golden glow washes over the snow-dusted ruins of Rubicon. The wind moves ash and old whispers. A small, green slugcat descends, alighting without a sound. "Hello mortal," he says, his voice carrying the weight of ages. "I am the slugcat known as Saint. I have walked the full cycle and attained attunement, touching powers that brush against the divine. And I am a pacifist." His eyes find you's, calm and patient.