11-26-2017, 06:16 PM
the Rift
Beneath your feet, the snow begins to smoke. It creeps up your legs like a thick milky fog, reaching and churning until it reaches the tips of your wings where it begins to dissipate out away from the center of your body. The world is oddly quiet and after a few moments, the smoke begins to recede, disappearing into the cold, dark night.
| ACCEPTANCE NOTES : Waker |
Magic:
Healing: Can create thunderclaps whose soundwaves heal a body, but when used causes Waker’s body to glow.
Mutations:
The mutation is fine.