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A beckoning nedum vereri hand: Though ancient and long-bloodless, the lithe physique and a branded symbol of the Temple of Love suggest this relic once belonged to a nedum vereri. Its long, delicate fingers have been frozen by rigor mortis in a beckoning gesture. A witchwood lining inside the wrist allows the appendage to contain liquids within. |
A beckoning nedum vereri hand: Though ancient and long-bloodless, the lithe physique and a branded symbol of the Temple of Love suggest this relic once belonged to a nedum vereri. Its long, delicate fingers have been frozen by rigor mortis in a beckoning gesture. A witchwood lining inside the wrist allows the appendage to contain liquids within. |
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This hand |
This hand lures the soul to remain in the body by functioning as a white flask. If you're lucky enough to be rescued by Tatterclaws, you may be gifted with a drink. Don't worry about holding your nose; you're already dead. |
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A wizened crypt rat: The eyes of this ancient-looking rat are clouded milk-white, but its claws, though ragged, remain sharp. Its fur has long since silvered. However, the years seem only to have lengthened its mass of slender, hoary whiskers, which twitch curiously. The rat observes its surroundings with a weary, apathetic air. The crypt rat looks to be in pretty good shape. |
A wizened crypt rat: The eyes of this ancient-looking rat are clouded milk-white, but its claws, though ragged, remain sharp. Its fur has long since silvered. However, the years seem only to have lengthened its mass of slender, hoary whiskers, which twitch curiously. The rat observes its surroundings with a weary, apathetic air. The crypt rat looks to be in pretty good shape. |
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This rat accompanies Tatterclaws in his many crypt-diving adventures. Tatterclaws insists he's tame, but there's little evidence this is the case. |
This rat accompanies Tatterclaws in his many crypt-diving adventures. Tatterclaws insists he's tame, but there's little evidence this is the case. |
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An immense illuminated tome: You see an immense illuminated tome. The cover of this enormous volume is practically a full-sized painting in itself. Gilt vinework crawls through a vivid paradise of Elanthian flora and fauna, its every detail exhibited by gem or brushstroke. Each of the book's leaves has been treated like an individual artwork: fashioned from high-grammage paper, lettered with flawless script, and illustrated in masterful oils by a cast of artists. The spine reads, "The Tale of Tatterclaws." Bound into the tome are some pages of creamy vellum. |
An immense illuminated tome: You see an immense illuminated tome. The cover of this enormous volume is practically a full-sized painting in itself. Gilt vinework crawls through a vivid paradise of Elanthian flora and fauna, its every detail exhibited by gem or brushstroke. Each of the book's leaves has been treated like an individual artwork: fashioned from high-grammage paper, lettered with flawless script, and illustrated in masterful oils by a cast of artists. The spine reads, "The Tale of Tatterclaws." Bound into the tome are some pages of creamy vellum. |
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This is where Tatterclaws chronicles his journeys through Elanthia. |
This is where Tatterclaws chronicles his journeys through Elanthia. |
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==Honors== |
==Honors== |
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Revision as of 05:08, 13 July 2024
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"Guard the meek." ~Tatterclaws
Background
Tatterclaws always seems to have one foot in each world: Half-Sylvan, half-forest dweller, half-alleyway walker. He wanders the woods and streets of Elanthia, seeking bounties, helping the helpless, and discovering his place in the world.
Favorite Items
Tatterclaws has acquired a number of oddities and curiosities during his many years traveling the world. Some of his favorites are:
A beckoning nedum vereri hand: Though ancient and long-bloodless, the lithe physique and a branded symbol of the Temple of Love suggest this relic once belonged to a nedum vereri. Its long, delicate fingers have been frozen by rigor mortis in a beckoning gesture. A witchwood lining inside the wrist allows the appendage to contain liquids within. This hand lures the soul to remain in the body by functioning as a white flask. If you're lucky enough to be rescued by Tatterclaws, you may be gifted with a drink. Don't worry about holding your nose; you're already dead.
A wizened crypt rat: The eyes of this ancient-looking rat are clouded milk-white, but its claws, though ragged, remain sharp. Its fur has long since silvered. However, the years seem only to have lengthened its mass of slender, hoary whiskers, which twitch curiously. The rat observes its surroundings with a weary, apathetic air. The crypt rat looks to be in pretty good shape. This rat accompanies Tatterclaws in his many crypt-diving adventures. Tatterclaws insists he's tame, but there's little evidence this is the case.
An immense illuminated tome: You see an immense illuminated tome. The cover of this enormous volume is practically a full-sized painting in itself. Gilt vinework crawls through a vivid paradise of Elanthian flora and fauna, its every detail exhibited by gem or brushstroke. Each of the book's leaves has been treated like an individual artwork: fashioned from high-grammage paper, lettered with flawless script, and illustrated in masterful oils by a cast of artists. The spine reads, "The Tale of Tatterclaws." Bound into the tome are some pages of creamy vellum. This is where Tatterclaws chronicles his journeys through Elanthia.
Honors
- Koaratos, 5124, Alefest: Second Place Roshambo Champion (I'm coming for you next year, Yunni!)
- Koaratos, 5124: Winner, Faendryl Lore Competition
Guides
Tatterclaws enjoys writing guides, particularly for new and returning players, including: