Kishuko plunged their hands into the scrying pool, the sacred waters of Horoguramu hissing as if touching dry ice. Around them, the perpetually damp stones of The Crystal Highlands of Armaria dried and cracked, the moss withering to dust. They came here seeking control over the sea that lived in their hair, but the monoliths offered a different kind of mastery. Their evolution was a surge of power that severed their bond to the tides, leaving an unquenchable void. Everything they touch now thirsts. A chilling glee dances in their eyes, a stark contrast to a mouth frozen in a silent scream for what was lost. Today, they search for an answer in the water's last reflection. Is that the ocean they see, or just a promise of the dust they will one day make of it?
Name
Kishuko the Withered
Owner
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ID#751
Rarity
MID:33%
Type
Charcoal Grey
X-HI:14%
Head
Oceanic Hair
EX:MAX
Mouth
Shocked
X-HI:7%
Eyes
Gleeful
EX:5%
Background
Papaya Orange