just tell me i'm burning out ⚘ traveling merchant

[aesior]

AESIOR OPHELES

✯ — it just sucks to try and explain

space

the coalition of the condemned, a place he hadn't much about, but he'd heard members of this group were responsible for the murder of a reaper ranked individual within his home group, tanglewood. he had heard of the departing patrol to go deal with the issue, and he'd wished them luck. he hadn't known the deceased and therefore had no input aside from being a servant of death himself. his job would have been to collect the soul and deliver it to his reaper, if his reaper roamed these lands as well. there was only so many souls he could collect before they began to negatively affect him.

pushing through the strange territory, the merchant would come to a stop at a scent-lined border, the tom swiveling his head as he studied the border, rubbing his side against a tree to scratch an itch he couldn't reach. resting at his side was a satchel filled to the brim with many different items to trade and use. he was excited to see what they could trade with him, and he with them.

space

✯ — MALE. TANGLE. MED DIFF. CAT. GRIM. LANGUAGE GUIDE. — ✯

#psy.