One carved cane, four escape routes from any given conversation, and a perpetual knot in their stomach. Meranii didn't seek a reputation; they sought a quiet corner to hyperventilate in peace. They earned their title by accident while navigating a treacherous field of black slosh. When a hulking undead cultist lunged, Meranii froze, their sweaty hands fumbling their cane. It clattered down a rockface, hit a loose stone, and triggered a small, convenient landslide that buried the threat. A witness assumed it was a masterstroke of tactical genius. The name stuck. These days, when the Displayoooor on their head flashes a frantic error message, others whisper about their deep calculations. Meranii just wishes they remembered if they packed enough snacks.
Name
Meranii the Sure
Owner
0x32F704245F3A25E476040CeC95245C2D14bBf8ae
ID#2165
Rarity
LO:69%
Background
Vibey Grey
EX:4%
Head
Displayoooor
EX:2%
Type
Charcoal Grey
X-HI:14%
Eyes
Chimped
X-HI:8%
Back
Carved Cane