[b]A large, cloaked figure approaches the camp, not close to it, but just enough for maybe someone to notice. It's large purple hood and cloak blow off of it, well now him. He's an Eliksni, Fallen, he looks like a Captain, but with black armor and purple eyes. Upon closer inspection he's beaten up, scratches, bruises, patches of mud and dirt, arc burns, void burns, and solar burns. He drops to his knees and yells, punching the ground, splitting the concrete. He then looks up to the sky and it starts to rain. He roars as loud as he can, not an intimidating or ferocious one, but one that sounds lost, and scared. He drops down, his four arms holding him for a few seconds and then collapses. Drifting away from conciseness. [/b]
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