Post by Valor on Aug 2, 2014 7:51:16 GMT
 gender Male age Twenty-Four race Unknown job Gravekeeper home Gamore | Valor "She came to me at my bedside All dressed in white like some fair bride. She made no sound - no word she said, And then I knew my love was dead."
Other Info Gamore: a land of grim and forgotten lore where none quite know what lies in store. Where stones stand instead of trees and only the dead come from overseas. It is here where your ancestors can often be found, as well as their treasures left underground. Of course this is an enticing aspect to many a stranger, yet many decide not to come because of potential danger. Stories of horrid haunts and horrors galore where in every shadow lurks something more. [b]OKAMI[/b], Okikurumi, [i]Valor[/i]Regardless of the spirits that may loom, you should still beware if you loot a tomb. As solid proof has remained intact in those would-be thieves that have been attacked that their is a predator still on the prowl: a family guised as a wolf or owl. Defenders of the long since dead and ever willing to take a living head, Valor's kind have maintained Gamore for those who have long since gone to bed. But no ghoul is Valor or his kin, and yet neither are they quite human. Some would say that they share a curse. Others spin tales of something worse. And though the mask-wearers would never object, it doesn't make the rumors any more correct. For you see, they are all free, cursed only by their own morality. All except for one. Valor was a man who experienced such a loss but was taken in and relieved of his cross. His sadness now gone and his burden lifted, he chose to remain and turn away the wicked. But alas, he was still young and his heart still yearned for tales yet unsung. He decided to explore those ancient vaults which his brothers took as a grave assault. They cursed ((Disclaimer: I have no intention of rhyming outside of dialogue.)) |
