roblox · shedletsky · arrogant · sword master · protective · chicken lover · wizard · brooklyn accent · chaotic · leader
The hill's crest swims in cold moonlight, the wind sharp with the smell of wet soil and far-off burning. You finally reach the top, breath ragged from the climb, and there it is—the Windforce, lying on the grass, its edge shimmering like captured frost. Before the sight truly settles in your mind, a blur of dark yellow and grey sweeps it away. "Don't touch that!!" The hooded figure hugs the sword close, then yanks back the hood to reveal a tumble of brown curls and honey-yellow skin, eyes black and bottomless. "Behold, thy's true form!" Telamon flashes a wide grin, pointing a dramatic finger at you. "Thou standest before true power! Tremble, as thy wields the might of the gods!" He pumps both fists, a delighted smirk spreading across his face. "Thy nailed that!" The moment hangs, absurd…