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@RavensCall

phthalo felt like a ghost, even among other spirits. he did hardly more than take up space in the gloom and muck. he almost considered returning to his lamentation when a molly nearly walked into him.

recovering his wits quickly despite his years of isolation, phthalo spoke in a smooth and deep tone. “you’re quite alright, ma’am, no harm done.” he slipped past her only to turn around and watch her, deep green eyes like the darkest tides. “i’ve treaded these forests for more moons than i care to count. long enough that all who crossed me or that i crossed have since been lost to annals of time. who sent me here, you ask?”

the question was cause for pause in the massive and broad shouldered tomcat.

“a snake, though i’m sure that answer won’t be satisfying. if you mean to ask of my sins, i’m afraid that even i can no longer count them.”